She shrugged. She had hoped to be far away from the city before she had to go into more details, but he wasn't that stupid. That was in itself not bad. "Well to tell you the truth, only a direct descendant of that demon would ever be able to open the gates to the place we are going. Trying to do so will be...... fatal." The sight of her first attempt was still fresh in her memory, a sight even her hardened mind didn't care to remember. "So to be safe that you are indeed the real descendant of that demon I need to preform a ritual with you. If you are like I said of demonic blood, the ritual will awaken that blood. Nothing harmful will happen to you I promise, you might experience some minor changes to your body." At least that was what the old text had said. "I have however never preformed the ritual on anyone with demonic blood," but without.... another sight she didn't want to remember, "so I'm not entirely sure what will happen."<br/>She knew she dealt with lots of maybes and perhaps' "But I ensure you. I want no harm to come to you. You are much more valuable alive than you are dead or injured. And that leads me to the last part of this talk. How much do you want from this? I could either give you a set amount once the doors have been opened to the place, say 5,000 gold pieces or we could make a deal to share whatever is inside. But I must warn you, it's likely that there aren't much of real value. There probably isn't any gold or jewels. It's more likely that there are old dusty tomes and strange artefacts valuable only to the right collector."