He blinks slowly, and then gestures to the table where the map has been laid out. There are scouting reports, a few loose sketches of patrols, and one bright, shining thing, small and Fade-green and brilliant.

"Here," he says, pointing out a location on the map. "This is where they have hidden themselves. I spoke with the ones that came before you and told them all I know. These are the things they seek. I do not know what they are for."

He is honest. He is incapable of anything else.