"Not<span style="font-style: italic">a</span>key,<span style="font-style: italic">the</span>key." Altair since in response to Sinol's question. "Ilkap doesn't know it yet, but your role in this world is intertwined with Palkaiser's. The two of you were destined to meet, and you'll need each other to overcome the turmoils that lie ahead." Altair pours some opaque viloet liquid into his concoction and places it by the fire until several sparks fly int it. The aroma it gives off is a little pungent, but it doesn't seem to bother Altair as itwafts around the room. "Ah, it is finished. You will have time to ask questions later, but no it is time to recite the spell." He walked over to both Sinol and Palkaiser, "Do not fight it. Let it flow through your body."<br/><br/>He then places his firm hands upon their heads. Before they could speak, Altair began to call out in a language only he could understand.<br/>"<span style="font-style: italic">Abba-shekinah, El Shammah, soatzettay-isthi hugiez.</span>"<br/>He spoke at the top of his voice. Everyone in the room stood back, unsure what he would do next, frightened by theforce of the words.