Evindra took the shawl and excitedly wrapped it around her, tears in her eyes. "Yes! Yes, this is it! Thank you, thank you so much! You have no idea what it was like to be without it!"<br/><br/>At the sight of the sword, she nodded, though it looked like it pained her to do so. "Yes... yes, and now I can tell you about...<em>her.</em>" the nymph said, still looking around nervously. It was clear she was choosing her words very carefully - and even so, there were times when she looked particularly pained, as she explained, as if she stepped over the line and was magically harmed by something - but kept on throughout.<br/><br/>"Now that you have recovered it... she will find out, and soon. And she will come for it, with all her strength. I was... placed, to guard the weapon, to prevent it from being returned to her. I... don't know all that it is capable of, but it is dormant, now - it has lain for so many thousands of years, its powers sleep deeply in this realm with so little magic. Once it is exposed to energies of the First World, it will awaken. It is intelligent, and extremely deadly, capable of slaying even the mightiest beast in a single blow. As for her... I know only the stories. She fell in love with one of the Eldest, and proclaimed herself a queen. The other Eldest... they attempted to kill her, and banish her love from their ranks, but she survived, clearly. She rules a realm known as Thousandbreaths, which lies in the First World close to the Thousand Voices... she is terrifyingly powerful, and will almost certainly be coming for you, soon."