Shayuri said:
"Indeed," the huge silver dragon muses. "We've few leads right now. Assaulting the dark dragon in the heart of its power is simply foolish. As much as I understand and agree with the imperative to act, and not to endanger these people, I also think we need to learn all we can before we leave. Otherwise we're back where we started...blind and lost in the wilderness, with no guide for our actions."
He regards the King. "We need to know about The Bard, your majesty. He himself has given us a clue as well. That we should seek The Crystal's Weasel. It occurred to us that this might be referring to a mage and its familiar just as easily as an inn. Perhaps the learned sages of this place can help us make sense of these cryptic messages."
The High mage chuckles at the mention of the Crystal's Weasel.
"I can indeed.. Darelzmyr Cierelyx, once the Great Sea of Lyrevan, had both an interesting crystal, and an interesting weasel. His familiar was a Weasel named Nevmor, a very intelligent, and very... mischievious fellow. He was the first creature in millenia to be returned from the dead, when the art was first being reborn. It is still a highly rare function available only from the Druids of the North. Nevmore was slain in a battle before Dar Elzmyr became the Sea, and the druids were able to reincarnate him.
By the time The Sea dissapeared, Nevmor had become an immortal, powerful mage in his own right." He clears his throat and continues.
"As for the Crystal.. that would be none other than the artifact 'Crystal', a highly intelligent Crystal Ball that has the powers of every divination known to The Sea. Her and Nevmor became friends and partners in mischief, and when the Sea dissapeared, he took her as his own.. Or she took him. Nobody is quite certain who is in charge of their relationship. They say that everything she has ever witnessed is somehow magically 'stored' inside her, and she can review it for any who ask. Considering her powers, it's highly unlikely there's anything that's happened since her creation millenia ago that she has NOT seen."
The mage shakes his head then, sighing. "I suppose it's too bad we don't know where to find them. If we could, they'd likely be able to answer just as much as the Ages..." His head snaps up suddenly "Are you thinking what I'm thinking?"