<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/dZPI7u2.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Zelthos<br/><strong>HP:</strong>3/19 |<strong>AC:</strong>17 |<strong>Temporary HP:</strong>11/13<br/><strong>Spell Slots:</strong>1st level: 0<br/><strong>Spell-Like Abilities:</strong>7/8 Summon Monster I (Standard Action)<br/><strong>Conditions:</strong>Eidolon Form<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Ming, Eidolana<br/><hr/><br/>Zelthos made sure to continue acting as Eidolana's translator when she needed it, and felt the wave of positive energy wash over him - harmless when not focused to scorch the Undead, yet still decidedly uncomfortable to feel the energy of life go right through you and do absolutely nothing besides pass through your 'living' body like it was inanimate matter. Making sure his falchion was clean before sheathing the long curved blade, the summoner listened to Ming describe what she could hear - and what these strange tubes could do. Keys then? Intriguing.<br/><br/>"Well, these guys don't look like they could cast their way through a wet pergament scroll, so whatever wizard or other being created these keys might still be around and a continued danger to us." He concluded himself, arms now crossed. Thanks to the 'helmet' of his Eidolon armor, his facial expression was impossible to see now, and together with the echoing double voice, he seemed a lot more menacing than he really wanted to, and sighed. "Agreed, we should find out who or what is singing in a situation like this. Just... Someone else go first, because if they see me, any hope of a talk may vanish. I tend to have that effect on people."<br/><br/>Now that that was cleared, he turned back to Khan, and due to his armor, it was incredibly hard to tell just how Zelthos was feeling - but he was certainly choosing his words a bit more thoughtfully right about now, the clawed fingers of his crossed arms tapping idly against them. "A wand would be... nice, yes. This half-undead body is quite troublesome." He spoke at first, head slightly tilted and giant red eyes intently staring at the monk's face, as if looking for any sign of...<em>something.</em>After a moment, Zelthos seemed satisfied, head moving slightly to be upright again. There was even a slight shift in his tone, even if the double voice made figuring that out difficult. "I've never met anyone<em>quite</em>like you, after all. Once we're out of danger, I'd be happy to go against you for training, if you wish. Though I must warn that these claws are... dangerous. And I am not in full control of my... instincts."