The girl responds "You are Argentius of verditius, or at least those are his clothes you wear, and you look somewhat like him, though as I said much younger. We are in the Covenant de Liberte, in Libya, where my parents were brought fleeing the Inquisition."
The voice in Aetherius' mind replies "I am in your mind/ You are in my mind! Maybe we are in each other's minds, but I noticed you in mine first! Who are you?"
"Your abductor? No silly, I'm your muse. Now come have some breakfast, and you might want to put your amulet on." She points to a wooden amulet on a line ribbon that sits at the table.
Albrecht smiles "You do look a few years older, you say you have passed your gauntlet now? Perhaps you should ask the woman if she knows anything."
Zarkut passes into a hallway, and finds attached a laboratory and a kitchen, in addition to a washroom.
"I sense your mind through this bond, that is how we communicate, since I do not speak with my mouth as you do. If we were friends I wouldn't be in this pen like.." the unicorn creature's voice in your head peters off as you hear the swinging of a gate on the pen.
Tastheus sits in the echoing silence as nobody replies to his call, until a young boy knocks on the outside of his laboratory door and asks a question in a language you do not understand.
Plasmatorius realizes that the work on the silver is incredibly fine, and shows no marks of a tool being used. Additionally, the setting seems, aside from its components, to be completely organic, mounted within the silver the way an actual eye sits inside the head rather than having prongs hold it in place. He then notices that the dining room is not to the right here, but rather he finds himself in a small art gallery with 6 paintings and six statues, and what really draws his eye is his signature on one of the paintings. Plus the woman in a blue gossamer dress, standing 7 inches tall, if she were standing instead of flying. With wings like a butterfly.