Unburdened BAP. In what will fever be known as "Zarator's Proposal", our titular hero Curator questioned our leaders, ignoring their pale faced sneers and general comments of scorn and condescension to raise his point. "Gems are really small. Can they not bother Acrobatic?" The council members rose up on their podium, raising mallet and sickle against the brave Zarator. But he knew not fear, or cowardice. He held his ground and it was as they were about to land the killing blow, that our Lord and Benefactor descended from on high to support his crestfallen long time friend. Raising him to his bosom and carrying him to that Most Holy Place. And it was then, with his back to the council and the wind causing his hair to flow out behind him, he whispered those fateful words. That one sentence shook me to my very core. I speak them now only in retelling, so it can not be forgotten. "Sure, why not?"