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Rhona smiled. "Thank you... You are very kind... And yes... You're right... Gods don't get sick... However... I'm what you would call ... a special case. Getting sick is a common occurrence for me, actually. It's kind of ironic since I am supposed to be a goddess of healing..." Rhona chuckled softly. Her smile remained, however, her eyes were now hinted with sadness as she continued. "...I was born very small and frail. The doctors said that I was going to die within a few days but... I didn't... And... It turns out that the reason for being weak and my tendancy for falling ill is because I am a goddess of healing... When a healing god grants a wish of good health; the erase the ailment from the person... In my case however... Instead of erasing the ailment; I will absorb the ailment completely. And the only thing that has saved me from death is the fact that I am a goddess. If I was a human then I would have died long ago...." She then paused, realizing that she was essentially telling her life story to someone she had just met. "Ah... I'm sorry. It must be strange for someone you just met to tell you there life story." She murmered apologetically. 

Rhona's condition had progressively gotten worse and she was at her limit. This was due to her loosing control of her anger and letting her rage to seep out. In the end, though, from here on out, her life would be on the line. However, this did not matter much to Rhona because if it were not eventually from illness, it would be her agreement that she made; that would result in her death. This is what she meant by having nothing to loose and everything to gain.