Raven learns more

"The Vroklata has come to us!" yelled out a young robed monk. He was shorter that some of the others. Raven noticed that he had pointed Elvish ears and brown curly hair. She got down off the rock altar and approached him. The top of his head came up to the tip of her nose.

"Excuse me." Raven said "But could you please tell me what the hell I'm doing here and just what this place is?" 

"Forgive me." the young monk replied. "This must be startling to you.  The old Vroklata is about to die, and we have prayed for a new one.  You have appeared just as the old Vroklata did many years ago.  The only difference is that the old Vroklata is a man.  We were not expecting a female!"

"Just what is a 'Vroklata?'" Raven wanted to know.

"The Vroklata is a champion!  A warrior!" said another monk.  He was tall and a normal-sized Human. "I cannot believe that the Vroklata would be a female!  It is not possible!"

The younger and shorter Elf monk spoke up, "Let us give her a little test."  He picked up a stone from behind the altar.  It was about the size of a grapefruit, and quite heavy.  He handed it to Raven.

"See what will happen if you squeeze this stone as hard as you can." he said.

Raven did so, and with a great CRUNCH, the stone was gravel, sand and powder!

"GODAMIGHTY!" exclaimed Raven.

"It is true!" said the older and taller monk. "She's the Vroklata!"