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"It depends. Dakhor can grant several abilities. The first is extreme strength. The bones of the the Dakhor monks are almost indestructible. Normal weapons are pracically useless against them. Those who use Dakhor can receive enhanced speed as well. Another more... costly power is teleportation. In exchange for one person's death, large groups of people can be transported instantaneously." She shuddered. "Another ability granted by Dakhor can change a person's appearance, such as race. This could presumably be used to change any aspect of a person's appearance. Dakhor can also grant the ability to negate Aons drawn by Elantrians. Another Dakhor ability is resistance to attacks from the Dor. This power requires the deaths of fifty people. Dakhor users live longer than regular humans. Dakhor has a specific tie to the land of Fjorden. Like all Selish magic, Dakhor will decrease in power the further from Fjorden a user gets. That's all I currently know. Oh, and not all powers are used on each monk. The stupid monastery is still really mysterious. No one knows a lot about it."

She grinned. "Easy. I could build a fully functional GPS in 5 or so minutes." She started taking her engine apart, as this seemed more important.

"The Dakhor Monastery trains the Dakhor monks. They... Well... They are terrifying investiture users who twist their bodies to gain investiture." She pointed at Ayia, and then Martin. "They fought some of them. Ask them how freaking annoying they are. The Fjeldor Monastery trains spies. The Ghajan Monastery trains warriors. The Rathbore Monastery trains assassins. They are all pretty darn annoying, but the Dakhor are the worst of the lot."

"Okay." She said, following behind. She was smiling excitedly.

She nodded. "Thank you again." She said.

Tiaen got up. "Okay." She said. "Would you mind if I joined you?"

"Well, in the Shu-Dereth religion, they believe in something they call the "Great Chain". It links all members to Wyrn, and therefore to their god, Jaddeth." She grimaced. "They really worship the Shard Dominion. They don't know he's been splintered... Anyway, Gragdets are the leaders of the monasteries. They are the only people in the religion that are outside of this chain. They take orders from Wyrn, but he typically lets them do whatever they want. The Gragdets rank higher then even a full Gyorn. And let me tell you, Gyorns are bad news." She sighed. "The Gragdet of the Dakhor monastery is typically the worst of the lot. There are four monastaries in total: the Dakhor Monastery, the Fjeldor Monastery, the Ghajan Monastery, and the Rathbore Monastery. Each specialize in different things." She explained.

She looked at him gratefully. "That would be wonderful." Relief entered her voice. "I would greatly appreciate that." She smiled at him. "Thank you." She added gratefully, absently slipping her sphere into her safepouch.

She shrugged. "I was wondering the same thing. I was told to come here. I want to join the University." More concern was entering her voice. "I think I should be able to get in, but..." She trailed off, squeezing a diamond mark. Always carry a sphere for luck. She thought absently as she nervously fidgeted with the sphere.

"Oh, good. Most people do at some point." She seemed relieved. "Yep." She said. "That's the plan." I'm gonna need some more ettmetal... "Although, I don't plan to blow Wyrn up, I plan to blow up the Dakhor monks. Specifically their Gragdet if possible. In some ways, he's much more dangerous than Wyrn could ever be." She said that last part extremely seriously.

She smiled. "It is nice to meet you too Nazh."

"Hello." She said, both cheerful and nervous at the same time. She was nervous that she wouldn't be accepted, but was excited to finally be in Silverlight. "I'm Tiaen." She said, extending a gloved right hand. "And you are?" She asked politely. She didn't want to irritate or accidentaly be rude to anyone on the first day she was there.

"Oh, and don't try taking them. I can just make more." She said happily.

She grinned at him. "Maybe." She said.

I have a theory that there is a Dawnshard called Consequence. And that all the Dawnshards have to do with science-y things.

"Sure, sure." She said in a way that should make you really worried.

"Well, people and me don't really mix. I don't really understand people. Machines are much easier to understand."

"Well, it was only a really small explosion. We used the extremely small amount of ettmetal I had, and water." She was still grinning her devious grin.

Mallory flailed around, panicked. I DON'T WANT TO DIE!!! AAAAHHHHHHH!

"Wrong. We played with explosives." She said with a slightly devious grin.

Yeah, I assumed you knew. And we have a PM about NM, so this is not new information.

Tiaen turned to look as someone entered the room. She was currently trying to join the university. She just hoped that her skills would be impressive enough...

No. This has been irritating me for years. As in, long before I moved to New Mexico. I get it if you live outside of the U.S. But seriously! I learned the names of all 50 states in 2nd grade. So when I come across adults that think New Mexico is part of Mexico, I get really frustrated.