A hint of dry amusement is audible in the voices, along with a profound weariness.
"We gave Nimbus a stone, feral one, for the same reason we gave you a stone. You were a hero of Creation when we needed one. Or rather, when we needed many. We did not mean to draw in an old ally, but we are grateful to the Maidens that such an event has come to pass. Your companions, the child of Dragons and the silver-clawed king, must enter before we clear the way."