You say, 'Hail, Iceweaver Sjeon'
Iceweaver Sjeon says, 'Hello, tiny one. You may just be the creature I need to speak with. King Tormax ordered me to leave Kael and seek [assistance].'
You say, 'assistance'
Iceweaver Sjeon says, 'It is to our shame that we need assistance, but the truth cannot be denied. Our city is being overrun by these,' he pauses, seeking the words he needs and failing to find them. 'This horrible magic is claiming our fallen kin. It is hard for us to strike them. We revere our fallen and seeing them walking again has cause some to hesitate. That hesitation has cost many lives. I would beg you to come and speak with our King. He wishes to speak with some of the so-called heroes of Norrath. You look like one of those. [Will] you come with me?'
You say, 'Will'
Iceweaver Sjeon says, 'Good. In order to teleport you into the keep I must know if you plan to bring a [large] or [small] host.'