This fic was originally published HERE.
Rain was rare in the Plaguebringer's territory. It didn't fall often and, when it did, it was not kind. My deity could bring destruction in a single raindrop and allow only the strongest to survive. Today it was raining and there was no cause for joy.
The first thing to notice about the rain was that it had a foul stench to it. If I had been in control of my body I would've passed out from the stench. As it was, I was forced to stay awake through the entire ordeal as Tarik found it more than humorous. At times he would laugh out loud with the other demons. Our pain amused them.
