Brea had to speak out loud, but she realized that the stone was speaking to her mentally.  Though it did sound like the female demon's voice was coming from someone standing behind her.  There was a pause, Brea could almost feel the voice as if it were taking a breath and considering how to answer.<br/><br/>Finally she heard the voice, "Them, yes.  They were really paladins, or at least they worked for the church.  They may have only been gaurds, not actual paladins, but they had the stink of the church all over them.  At least one of them was probably a paladin, but maybe not all of them.  As for if I can tell... that's not an easy question to answer."<br/><br/>There was again that pause, that waiting, as if the voice was trying to decide what to say.  Then it again spoke, "As to the rest, I want you to imagine something.  Imagine that a group of fisherman stole you from your home.  They took you to the wharf where they worked and raped your body and beat you every day.  Imagine that these men, greasy and disgusting owned you completely, destroyed you body mind and soul, and the whole time the stink of fish was upon them.  That for days, weeks, months... whatever you had these things happen to you, and then the whole time you had the smell of rotting fish filling you.   If that were to happen, what would you think if you were to be free of them and then smelt fish?"<br/><br/>There was a pause, "That is how I know they were of the church."