Illira
As the others talked on, Illira was quiet and thinking. Suddenly there was a change on her face. It looked like she was not paying attention to anything around her, like she was sleeping eyes wide open. The state didn't last long - only some seconds, maybe - and then she blinked again.
What was that supposed to mean? Why is it so cryptic all the time? How is that supposed to help? Unless, Illira recalled, what Adinal spoke about the amulet earlier, how it was trying to gain control of his friend and the magical lines of power, ...yes, yes! It is the amulet! ...Magic speaks to magic..., ...Power in sympathy.
The girl turned her glowing eyes on Adinal, "Mr. Gyrfalcon, the friend of yours, who was dominated by the amulet, who is she? What does she do, what talents does she have? I know you don't trust us, but please tell, this might be very important. I believe the entity in the amulet seeks a way from another plane to ours. But it needs something. Something, which is the right type, the correct match, ...the shortest way. It is a magical item, isn't it?"