"I don't know, just that they're held away from the others," Gus says around a gulp,  glancing downwards. "The Avvar tried to make an escape with two others, one sounded like he was from Starkhaven. Maris liked their spark, said these were his most vital subjects, that this group would lead to break throughs, I swear. The Wolf... he found out the Wolf is scared of silver. That's it, that's all I know."

He appears to be sincere, and if the relief in Steve's face is anything to go off, he's telling the truth.

Scintillating as this foreplay is, Timmy nods at Adelaide's demand. When he can speak,

"They are held in the dungeons, the easternmost branch. No matter what we tell you, you'll not be able to breach the gates. They require wheels to be cranked that need two men each. Even if you get inside, there are far more of our brethren than could be defeated with a party of this size. It would be suicide."