[center][b]Zeynep and Gavlan[/b][/center]

Zeynep and Gavlan were somewhat surprised by the story, Zeynep more then Gavlan. It wasn't a particular story to swallow but Zeynep could believe it, her knowlege of the Fade was small and she particularly enjoy being able to tap into it if she knew the spells and had a few other mages to help in the matter since she had no love for demon's that she knew resided there but being able to be trapped there for centuries could be a possibility. 

"well nice story but I won't try wrapping my brain around it," Gavlan finally said ",I'm a simple dwarf with an axe, I'll let Zeynep figure how all the stuff you talked about works." Zeynep was surprised slightly how well he was taking it. He could be stubborn at times about magic, and such a story as this could be a moment were he would say it was preposterous. Perhaps he just didn't want to be rude to someone he just met or he was being sincere in the matter. Either that or he was to tired to argue, Zeynep could never tell with the dwarf, he was an odd one at times.

"So you're centuries old but still twenty one?" Zeynep asked finding it kind of funny in an odd sense. She was older then Raise in a sense since she was twenty six but realistically was not. She continued by asking ",So being Kossith does that mean they had an understanding of magic, accepted it or at least were not restricted like the Qun is about it." Zeynep wanted to know more about such a culture of her kind, one that would accept what she was and not view her as some useless tool that was worthless.