Xastasia frowned.  How did he know she was there?  No matter, she wasn’t one to shy away from confrontation.  With her dagger carefully concealed in her palm, she opened the door to find him standing in the middle of his room and decided to play it coy.  “Hello.” She smiled. “I’m sorry if my moving about my room disturbed you.  I didn’t realize there was anyone else staying here tonight.”<br/><br/>There was something so dark and sinister about him that she shivered inwardly.  “Are you a monk?  I thought you would have found the Sacred Crossroads more comfortable.”  He definitely appeared to be uneasy by her questions.<em>Good, perhaps this will be easier than I thought.</em><br/><br/>“So monk...what brings you here?  What think you of the dark phenomena? Is it the apocalypse that they have been preaching about from the pulpits?  No?”  She placed her palm on her cheek and squinted her eyes.  “Hmmm...I doubt you subscribe to the limbo theory, that wouldn’t help the religious cause at all would it?”  Fearless in her provocation, she regarded him coolly and said, “Well then, I am most eager to hear your take on recent events.”<br/>