The being comes a few "steps" closer, but then hoovers about 10 feet away. The cloaked figure near the tower does not move and one cannot really tell whether it is actually a living or unliving creature or simply a plate mail stacked on a rack. "See drow, I do not believe your words ... no-one in Skullport will know of my fate, or care. Yet, if you can retrieve something for me ... something which was stolen right after my towers' destruction, you can have everything I have here apart from this item. I ... am bound to this place as long as this items is not brought back and will reward you greatly." One could think that there appears something like a smile on the undead being's face. "Since you found my tower and dared to cross the water, I assume you will be equally capable to locate the object and return it. It is of no worth to you ... so don't come under any illusions in that respect."
D'xau'vrinn senses that the words of the creature are truly spoken and while he notes a few tones of desperation, he also senses that not all might be as it was told. He's sure though, that the item in question might not be important to him.
Nata'al moves into the shadows to the left of the island and works her way slowly around the island. Once she sees the scout and that being in front of him, she stops and waits, crossbow ready.