The group conferred again for a minute, before seeming to agree to a strategy - and as they broke apart, both the half-elf and the ratfolk began to perform, the former singing, the latter pulling out a flute, as the halfling stepped up. "O mighty king," she said, the music lending a cadence to her words - it was hard to tell if her speech was supported by the music, or if the music was guided by the words. "Surely you know of the great deeds of the Pathfinders of old! The treasures and dangers that we keep safe and secure, and away from the public who might misuse these items, for dark purposes! We humbly request that you provide the artifact piece to us - without the whole, it is very near useless, but only together, can it accomplish its true purpose, and serve the greater good of knowledge and the study of history!"