Raj looked at her. "If I knew I would be asking." He said with a sigh. Closing his eyes again. He opened his eyes and looked at her. "I am kind of understanding what you have just said." He looked around again. He looked to his ring when she asked to see it. "I would offer to let you wear it but it might bite you." With much effort he go the rig off and it was like a living metal dragon in the palm of his hand. "This...is a family heirloom. From an ancestor whose name no one in the house remembers. None of them did..." he said softly. Placing the ring in her hand and went to pull away. The tail of it wrapped tightly around his little finger and wouldn't let go. "I don't think the ring wants to go to you. It is kinda creepy...its a ring but it is alive as you and I are." He looked at her in confusion. "Untrained? No one has heard or seen power like mine. Nowhere not even in the countryside of Camelalia. A city that had been made over the birthplace of camelot." He said softly. "This power that thinks and acts on its own to keep me safe and alive...you called it magic. I know some things. I can use magic to do some simple healing spells."<br/><br/>The ring was letting her see it but had refused to uncoil its tail from Raj's pink ring. "It never used to move around. Not even when my brother put it on. Then when I found it it came to life and makes itself into a ring upon my hand." He then pulled his hand away. The ring slithering over to his ring finger and became wrapped around him like a ring once more. He looked at her. "The old wizard whose voice I hear when trouble or near and the man whose long beard and face told me I needed to come here. Everytime I have followed the wizard man with the long white beard I have avoided danger and pain. The few times I didn't I had close encounters with the black robed people. I came here because here is where I was told to go. I don't have any training in this power of mine." He admitted.