[i]I went on top secret missions with my best demon friend most of which included him brutally killing people in horrific, Lovecraftian ways, learned self defense from said demon. Oh, and he's the one who's responsible for my foul language. Yeah, that'd go over well.[/i] Lydia thought to herself. 

"I don't really have any hobbies. They never really gave me anything to do but sit in my room until they called for me." She replied before a faint memory appeared. It was of her mother doing something with a clear crystal no bigger than one of her fingers. Lydia had played with them before. 

"But...I do remember something about a crystal." She said before describing the crystal she remembered.