[It does work, the priest says a lot of praise the wind and all that, the villagers also bow and offer praise and are all in a general hurry to get the hell away.

Jusis is just uncomfortable and cold and slightly drugged and drunk and pissed off and tied to a stone slab. Not that anyone seems to care?]

I suppose you're into well-endowed women or something? For the record I don't want to be here any more than you apparently want me but I'll have you know I won't have some puffed up... breeze looking down at me.