"You're not crazy," he says. "Let me explain.
We..." He gestures to the others again. "We are
representations of Eljeshanai's most distinguished courtiers. When the
artist sculpts us, Eljeshanai allows us to communicate with others,
just briefly, so we can share wisdom with him or her. If you look
underneath us, you'll find a shelf with letters explaining what we
each learned in court. They may be able to help you."
"Oh. All right, but could you please tell me..."
But Lord Parazelrome is shut up like a clam. Apparently he's said all
he's allowed to say.
Do you talk to someone else, look at some letters, or keep
walking?
"Ah...hello." You slowly shake his hand. "Forgive me;
I've never met a...wait a minute. You can't talk--you're a statue!
What am I doing...what's going on...oh, no, maybe I'm crazy..."