Astiroth sighed as he heard Josephine follwed by Jenso. His eyes gazed toward Jenso. "There is no need for formal greeting." Astiroth turned back to face Josephine. "I did not expect many to be interested in the plague. Most things that hirt are considered a blessing by most." He paused for a moment and appeared to be in thought. "You said holy plague. Interesting. We did what we could to hide information about the plague to be honest. None answered our call for aid so we didn't want anyone knowing what was destroying us. I assure you. Nothing about that plague was holy. If ot was, we would have had a better chance. The disease...was originatong from a plant." Astiroth believed this news would frighten Josephine. The idea of a single plant being able to cause such damage to a species was shocking. Imagining what it could do to others could be more so. "We burned everything before we fled. Destrpyed every trace of that vile plant. Our home had to burn with it."