You...! What in the world is wrong with you? You must have a death wish to sneak around here like this.
(You tell him about the golem at Ortel Castle.)
So... I guess it really was Ahglan. I had a feeling...
(Brakis stops himself and glances around.)
You may be a fool, but you're a lucky fool. Everyone is out on training exercises, so we have time to talk.
So, Ahglan. His service to Ortel Castle dates back to before Ingkells took over as lord.
The previous lord of Ortel had a grandson known to be energetic and reckless.
He tried to shelter him from danger, but you know how children are.
During a family outing, the boy stumbled right off a cliff. To everyone's suprise, a section of the cliff caught him.
That was Ahglan, left alone and forgotten in the hills for who knows how long.
The lord was so amazed and grateful, he ordered Ahglan dug out and brought to the castle.
I heard he was key to the defense of the castle in many batles, but that was before even my time.
I never actually saw Ahglan, or knew anyone who did. He seemed to vanish when Ingkells took over.
(Brakis takes a sharp breath.)
It would seem you found him, but...
From what you've described, I think Ahglan has succumbed to the Fomorian curse.
That may account for those odd cries you keep mentioning. Regardless, I think it's time to put this to rest.
Ortel Castle is a tomb now, and Ahglan can't leave. Whatever he's become, why not let him be?
Look, we've talked long enough. You need to be off before the troops start returning. Go!
(Brakis shoos you out of the base. As you leave, you hear a familiar song.)