Saeth slowly backed into the room, hearing only the last bit of the conversation between the two. Turning her head halfway towards the conversation, she called, “Ask it if its twin has a weakness.” She returned to her guard stance, but added as an afterthought, “And it could probably tell us something about the Eye we don’t know, come to think of it.” She trusted Miklos to handle the rest of the questioning—he seemed to be keeping that notebook of the quest. Speaking of, she’d have to ask for it later, see if she could put it to rhyme.
“Excellent idea, Saeth. By the look of it, like the golem above, common blades would seem to do little to it. Perhaps Miklos’ magicks, as much as I hate to say it, may save the day against such unnatural creatures.” As it seemed the Elf of Stone was content to talk rather than battle, Feldard moved into the chamber further, examining the route the lay beyond. “Also can it tell us of some of the other traps or such that lay further within?”
Saeth’s eyebrows rose slightly at the Dwarf’s praise of her, though she held back a retort that came instinctively to her, whether it be in contrast or kind.
Hasan approached the stony elf. “Ular-Taman, you served Master Elyas well. Would this binding enchantment allow you to guide us to the Tower and Halls? It would seem that is your purpose, as there is no way better to guard those places than by bringing one who follows the Quiet Way safely there, to restore these places to their lost glories.”
“I may not accompany on your mission, for I am bound to this chamber,” the stone elf replied stoically.
“Very well then, faithful servant. Discharge your duty as you must,” said Hasan with no little sympathy to the endless task. “But tell us then, how should we go forward?”
“There is a secret exit…here,” said the elf-creature as he gestured to one of the walls in the chamber.
“What should we expect on that journey? Has Elrond gone beyond this chamber?”
“Nay, he did not venture beyond this chamber.”
“Have you seen a dark man, a man of the north and west my companions tell me, called the Rahib?”
“Aye, he too tried to access the tunnel. I repelled him, but he found another way to the Tower Ruins”
“Last, if it is true that we will find your doughty, depraved brother on our way, tell me, friend, did he put these scars on you? I fear my humble blade will be no match for your enchanted flesh.”
“My wounds have accumulated through the ages as I have fought all those who sought to pass. No ordinary weapon may harm those of my kind. This holds true for my other.”
“I have such magicks that can harm these creatures, Feldard, but none at hand.” replied Miklos. “Even if I were to memorize such an invocation I fear it would do little to stop them. Yet if you are all prepared to trust the Elf of Stone I see no safer place to rest and heal. I doubt it would be intelligent to proceed as we are. Both you and Maruc himself are still in a weakened state. Let the guardian guard us and if his brother appears we should fair better here would we not?”