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kirinke said:
Charissa zips up to Shando. She seems to be the shyer of the two, more soft spoken, less outgoing than her energetic partner.

"Taavi told me that you are a monk, yes? With monk abilities and they seem to be somewhat similar to ours. You called it chi. I've never heard it called that really. To us, it is simply the light of our goddess gracing us." she did a graceful figure-eight and hovered in front of his eyes. "Could you explain this chi to me? I would be grateful."

Shando looks up to the archon. "Chi is the lifeforce that every living thing posesses. It is not an external force or power like the weave or divine magic or alchemy, but a fully internal one. Chi is neither positive or negative, good or evil. It is simply there. I have even heard my masters debate the matter if demons and devil posses chi, which I believe they do. Now Chi adds to to our physical, mental and spiritual capabilities. For most, this enhancement is unfocused. It happens in an uncontrolled manner. Now, for people who follow disciplines such as mine, we are able to control and focus that Chi in a controlled manner. This allows us to amazing physical, mental and spiritual feats without the need for magics. However, the focus for us is primarily internal. There are no real external manifestations of the use of our Chi, though there are real results. There are a few out there that are able to focus their Chi into an external manifestation. These people are called psionicists. They can use their chi in a manner similar to wizards or sorcerors, but instead of using the weave, they are using their own chi to cause whatever effect they are calling for. Their discipline requires as much focus as mine does. Does that answer your question?

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She weaved sidewise, like shaking her head. "I've never really dealt all that much with either monks or those who deal with the powers of the mind. Mostly it's just been priests, occasionally the odd paladin or magic-worker." she laughed musically. "Working with this group has been very enlightening."
 
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The rest of you follow Marco to the safehouse, only to find that it is not especially safe anymore. About a dozen Thayan infantry are standing around, as well as two Red Wizards, a Tiger Clan warrior, and three Mounted Thayan Knights, one of whom is aparently very high-ranked by all the medals he has. Though the other two ride horses, this one rides a Nightmare. He is so heaivly armored that you cannot see any of his body. Four individuals, bound and blindfolded, are being loaded into a wagon drawn by two horses. The Thayan soldiers are seen taking four dead bodies in the street inside the house, and throwing buckets of some sort of liquid around in and on the building. You are down the street, on the other side of the street. It is in the middle of a strett full of houses on both sides, with walkways in between. There are civilians stnading around curiously, and the thayans seem to be allowing them to, though the infantry are telling them to keep a little distance so they do not get in the way.
 
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"Well, this doesn't look good," Dyria commented, idly extending her whip dagger from her gauntlet, and concealing it behind her back. She was still upset over the exchange on morality she'd had with Shando earlier. "I say we cut ahead and ambush the prisoner wagon. The only guards who will be trouble will be that knight and those wizards."
 

"Patience Dyria," Alethia hissed, keeping control of herself by a bare margin. The demon too is angry at the sight of the Nightmare, operating so freely, out in the open and he too is keeping control. Barely.

"Maarco. Who are those people in the wagon?" she whispered, hands clenching a little as she scanned the scene mundanely. With that Nightmare prancing about, it wouldn't do for her to go displaying any supernatural abilities, demonic, angelic or not.
 

kirinke said:
"Patience Dyria," Alethia hissed, keeping control of herself by a bare margin. The demon too is angry at the sight of the Nightmare, operating so freely, out in the open and he too is keeping control. Barely.

"Maarco. Who are those people in the wagon?" she whispered, hands clenching a little as she scanned the scene mundanely. With that Nightmare prancing about, it wouldn't do for her to go displaying any supernatural abilities, demonic, angelic or not.

"Hard to tell, their faces are covered, but I presume they are some of our contacts, in all likelihood important resistance figures. I agree with Dyria, by the way. We should rescue them ,and take the opportunity to kill that knight. He looks important. Those demon-horses won't let just anyone ride them, after all."
 

"You're telling me." Alethia took a few deep calming breaths, letting the anger fade somewhat. It wouldn't do to start glowing like a lantern, especially now. "Only high servants of evil can ride Nightmares." she hissed. "We can't take them by ourselves my friends, at least not without a great deal of collateral damage that we can't afford to have." she whispered, looking grim. "If we attack without proper backup, they may have time to kill the prisoners."



Naverone quickly relays what's going on to Timrin, seeking his imput.
 
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"And if we let them get away, the prisoners will probably be executed. Thay is not known for the fairness of its justice system," Dyria replied. "I'm not saying the fight won't be ugly, but we likely won't have another opportunity to free those people."
 

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