Ishmael smiled at the young woman. There was a mystery about her and he would like to try and figure it out. Another time though. Too much was going on right now for him to satisfy his curiosity. He decided first of to study her by looking to her staff and what she wore. She was a odd one for her age. So young and yet so gifted. No different from him in a way. He was gifted and for that gift he was chosen for the order of knights whose soul purpose was to root out evil and destroy it.