Just outside the dark hall to the history archives, you almost collide with a great gold watch wher who lunges and snarls feriously at you from her cove, which isn't too far from the path you are on. Luckily, the strong chain and collar around the growling beasts neck keeps it from attacking you. It strains at the end of its chain untill you hear another set of lighter footsteps.

"Katien!" commands the voice of a young woman, "'et 'er pas!"

Emerging from the shadows you see a short older woman supporting herself with one hand on the large wher and one bent arm on the dark cave wall.

You hold your glow up higher so you can see her face as she speaks to you with a heavy accent. "M' name's Retana. 'used da keep th' records till I fel' an' brok m' arm, never did grow 'ack righ'. Mirgan does th' history keepin' now." You struggle to keep up with her talking due to her thick accent. She lets you know that the history archives are still being written, but if you'd like to visit the riders living here, you could just continue on down the hall.

As she talks, her good arm caresses the hideous hide of her golden friend and the beast calms down considerably as her eyes whirl blue with only a little bit of red. The wher begins to lay down and you take that as your cue to move on down the tunnel in search of what you came for.

Thanking Retana for her help in calming the beast and pointing you in the right direction, you pass the beast quietly, eyeing the large lump and decide where you want to go next.