Rasie herself took a massive drink from her flask, though she seemed unperturbed by her own drink. At the very least, it was obvious it was not making her any less sober. She laughed very lightly as Zeynep talked about the controls being a path to rebellion. "Has it not already come? Malicious mages are far more common now. The stigma to magic and death sentence to blood mages has driven most into desperation. I am not surprised the Chantry is suffering the poisons they so carefully concocted. I would love to see the day that mages can once again live normally, but the Chantry stands in the way of that at every turn." She leaned back in her chair as she scooted it back a bit to give room to rest her feet on top of the table. She folded her hands across her belly and crossed her ankles. "So, you are a force mage, hmmm? I remember a couple in my village. They were quite powerful artillery, but they tended to be a bit weak on the control side. For that, we had others. I functioned as a frontline fighter for our mages, complimenting the warriors with entropic magic to curse and drain key targets."