The Templar stood quietly as the others discussed the information that they had found.
“We’re gonna need to find King Hreidmar himself. Or rather, what’s left of him. Both th’ key to this place - an’ every vault in the city, sounds like - an’ Dainsleif are on ‘im, or at least in ‘is quarters. No point in lootin’ without snatchin’ both first. So… unless you wanna check fer booby traps on these vaults the hard way, let’s get to ‘is palace. It’s tha’ big building in the center, or I’m six feet tall.”
"And we should hurry. According to some messages I found scrawled in blood up there, a demon named Xiraloc---described as the 'eater of spirits'---haunts this place. We need to grab the sword and get out of this place before it realizes we are here."
"Let's not waste any more time then," Malvolio said as he made for the stairwell "we need to find the others, find the sword, and get out of here."
"As I said, I need not be unleashed in Nidavellir, though I would gladly grant each of you a boon if you did. Returning me to the Underworld is, at this point, equally as desirable, and I will cause harm to no mortals from there. You may do that with a clean conscience. That is all I ask in return for the information I am giving you... which is far less than any other of my kin would do. You do not know of the binding? Are you unaware of it? I cannot tell you the nature of it, only that it is there. I sense a power hanging over each of you - the power of a binding contract. The only one present free from that binding, is her."
Agethar went pale at this.
"What th'... do ye mean we be cursed tae find and bring that stunted hobgoblin th' sword?"
He looked like he would make the sign to ward off evil, but his hands were full.
"Step back, Huo. Whatever this demon knows isn't worth unleashing its kind upon our companions."
"He has already given us helpful information," Huo said as he brushed the Venator's hand off his shoulder "if we left him here even after he helped us, how would that make us any better than him?"
"I cannot tell you the nature of it, only that it is there. I sense a power hanging over each of you - the power of a binding contract. The only one present free from that binding, is her."
“...Wow, I didn’t think dwarves were weird like that. Contract magic. Who would’ve thought?”
"This changes nothing," the Priest said "we are to get the sword and give it to Agni's clan, 'contract magic' or no."
"How do we banish this thing, anyway? Do I need to zap it or something?”
"It is something that I am not familiar with," Huo said as he glanced at Perky "I know of how to deal with Yaoguai such as him, but as for summoning or banishing them..."
The Priest suddenly left the room, returning with something tucked under his arm.
"Maybe these will help us." He said, holding out the two books that had been open in the other room, trying to see if he could read anything on the pages.