Sirgion "Of course there is such thing as the force."
*Sirgion looks at the knife, now stuck in a wall. He extends his right arm, and begins to consentrate, nothing happens. Sirgion then closes his eyes, and consentrates deeper, the knife moves, then flys from the wall and into Sirgion's hand.
Sirgion grabed the knife by the handle, then looked at it. A sort of pleased look became about his face.*
Sirgion "I haven't had much time to practice. But I'm aware of it enough that if i consentrate hard enough, I can do a few things like this, but not much."