Bella looked back at her with a coy smile, "My dear. You know well enough. We're a rare breed, you and I." She said with a chuckle.<br/><br/>"You seek... power." Bella continued, staring hard at Dymiira, "Or rather, control. One always grants the other, as they say... So... You came here investigating all the various myths and rumors that there was some magical artifact or font beyond the Citadel, capable of rousing all the nearby monsters together under one will... yes?"<br/><br/>"I can't say you'd be wrong..." The old woman said with a chuckle, "But I can't say you would be correct in that assumption, either!"