(( Thanks for giving me an idea Aurion. ))<br/>Recap:<br/><blockquote><div><cite>Enkai wrote:</cite>As she spoke the words, the water began to turn black and whirl in the bowl like a captured storm. <span style="color: purple">"Show me, Veran, Dark Lord from above, show me,"</span> she intoned loudly as the water turned to dark silver, and froze like thick ice. In the reflection Turin saw a house appear. It was a small cottage, set in the woods by a stream.<br/></div></blockquote><br/><br/><span style="color: purple">"Do you know this place?"</span><br/>"No, I'm afraid I do not." Turin looked again into the bowl. "It's all the way in the woods; how can it be seen here?" Turin shuddered as he spoke.<br/><span style="color: purple">"This is magic, it comes from Veran. I lost so many years following the wrong way. I tried so hard to understand all that I had been taught as a child, but in the end it was useless. There was no power, no glory, only empty words. I wanted Odev to give me one sign. To change water into wine just for me, but I got nothing. I was taught to love my neighbor as myself, and love Odev with all my heart. But how can you love someone who is against the true prince of the world? How can you love your neighbor when you don't even love yourself?"</span><br/>Turin looked dumbfounded by her words. Zaida continued to speak, staring at a decorative wall.<br/><span style="color: purple">"One day you may understand, but in this small sign of blood and water I now know where they are and I will stop them. There is only one thing in this world worth dying for, and that is power. Power over people, power over the elements, and ultimately the power to be Odev. With the jewel I can control the elements. When I have the amulet as well, I will change the world, and I will bring about the death of all that oppose me...including the god Odev."</span><br/>She smashed her feet hard into the desk. The water in the bowl jumped. It was no longer ice and there was no vision of the cottage. The reflection shimmered as Zaida dipped her fingers in the water and drew the mark of Veran. She flicked the last few drops of water at Turin.