"I've seen that language before," said a voice that nearly made Muroe and Barkeley jump out of their skins, turning around to see a small winged girl perched on the top of one of the sofas. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have stayed hidden so long, I'm..."
"Tea," Muroe finished her sentence. "You're a Chameleon Sprite, I've heard of your kind before but you're the first I've ever seen with my own eyes. They're like the fairy equivalent of an animagus," he said, seeing the looks of confusion on the others faces. "Its why she didn't feel human, its because she isn't. I'm guessing its no accident you came here then."
"No," Tea replied. "The writing on that blade is a language so old there are few of my kind alive who can still read it. There should be a book in your library you can use to translate it though. As for the statues, they are fae knights, fairies who once stood beside human mages in an ancient war. That is why their blades match yours, they were all forged by fairies."