''Just because you can''t explain it, doesn''t mean it''s a miracle.''

Religion is a controversial business in the Discworld. Everyone has their own opinion, and indeed their own gods. Who come in all shapes and sizes. In such a competitive environment, there is a pressing need to make one''s presence felt. And it''s certainly not remotely helpful to be reduced to be appearing in the form of a tortoise, a manifestation far below god-like status in anyone''s book. In such instances, you need an acolyte, and fast. Preferably one who won''t ask too many questions...