The olive skinned woman let out a smile at the man's comment as she poured a cup.[color=f7941d]” Well there was an old saying among my clan about magic users – Be careful with the old ones, be concerned from the young ones.”[/color] She said with a huge grin.[color=f7941d]” It all depends on the point of view doesn't it? Old ones sure have more power, but are they really the bigger danger? It's been proven time and time again as mages get older they tend to more and more rely on their powers and with time they start to get used to a specific way of using that power. It is the same way with the swordplay. Once your enemy grasps the way you fight, it becomes easier for him to cope with you. Magic works the same way, old mages often get into the habit of using their magic in a specific way and once you grasp that they well... you get the idea. While the younger ones tend to act more wild with the magic. They like to experiment with it, thus sometimes bringing out very unexpected results which can lead to all sorts of trouble when facing them. You never know what they will pull out... I personally witnessed a wizard experimenting with magic as last resort during a fight. He tried to well form up a magic that had to stop the assassin sent after him in her tracks, using circling winds. The magic that was supposed to only hold me in place, gave me 5 deep cuts... he got torn apart by his old magic. Young and inexperienced magic users tend to be more... dangerous for everyone.”[/color] 

[color=f7941d]“Well the weather was bad tonight, but I still follow the phases of the moon. Luckily tonight is the right phase for a prayer to my goddess.”[/color] Karen stated with a shrug of her shoulders and took a sip from the drink.”[color=f7941d] Still nothing escapes Skeitha's gaze during the night and when she pulls the chain's forged by one's sins, you have no choice but to get dragged to her domain to be judged and pay for all the sins you carry. Well at least that's where I will be going. The city of eternal night is the place where sinners from our lands go. Or to be specific only the place those who believe in our gods form the desert go. Isn't that so? Each pantheon of gods has it's own domains.”[/color]

 [color=f7941d]“Heh... the plague.”[/color] Karen said with a smile on her face. She ran her finger through the edge of the cup of wine.[color=f7941d]” This plague isn't something that was created through natural means. Everyone who sees it's effects feel the wrongness within it. It has to purged to completion. Even the slightest trace of it left and it will spread like wild fire again.”[/color] She said with surprisingly indifferent tone.[color=f7941d]” To my eyes this is actually a pretty good group to deal with it. Think about it, everyone has sent elites, aside the few who are volunteers. We have knights from the elites of the kingdom, we have veterans soldiers who served with them. We now have a capable magic user even that other girl who signed for this, she is most certainly an adept doctor of sorts if I was to judge from her hands and the obvious bag of medical instruments. But in the end it doesn't matter, we have been dragged by the great spiral of events. We can only walk forward till we reach an end of any sorts... be it the end of the plague or a bite...”[/color]