Now now is the Tenth Age and this civil war amongst basilisks had occured in the Third Age,by the looks of the armour and weapons
some of the petrified folk still
held.
The Elven race had gone extinct 2 Ages ago so when the Basilisk Princess strode over to a pointy eared stone fellow dressed in woodland garb ,Ilvir just stared in mute amazement at the sight of a creature
that had vanished from the face of Terra
long before he was born.
The basilisk ignored his obvious awe at the strange and wondrous races in this place
and fished in to a still pliable knap sack
hanging on the statue till she foumnd what she was looking for.
Three unbroken bottles of anti-petrification Agent.which she handed
to Ilvir.
"Only three left" she hissed
"Although they are made from basilisk venom we lost the formula even before
I hatched"
"Use them wisely,chose your three companions
for your quest"
So Ilvir unstopped one of the bottles and poured it on the head of the petrified
elf archer
and both he and the Basilisk Princess watched as the elf returned to life.
The Basilisk Princess
rushed in to keep the
elf from hitting the hard stone floor and Ilvir realized the elf and the Basilisk Princess were friends.
This Great Basilisk Civil War from the Third Age clearly was a interesting one
when elves,ogres and demons joined one of the sides.
So Ilvir marched through the ranks and realized
So he chose a donkey standing on its hind legs as his second Companion.
When the braying talking donkey began thanking him prefusely for freeing
it Ilvir began to regret his decision
One Companion left.He returned to the Basilisk Princess and the elf archer
and told the Basilisk Princess
"I choose you as my third Companion"