Fazra dropped her hammer down so that the head lay on the ground, and she leaned on it.  Light shone upward from the head, and her face littered with shadow cast by her armor.  

"No," she answered the other knight simply.  "I have my own quest.  I cannot return to my keep after such short a time, I must go onward.  But," she relented, "I guess that you've already tried a cleric to kill this curse.  If you need something stronger, you may find it Darkward.  There's nothing for you the other way.  They say there are many treasures in the endless halls.  Everything Lightward has been claimed, but Darkward is fresh.  Come with me and you will find something, if not what you're looking for."

She hefted the hammer back onto her shoulder, and looked around at the party.  

"That goes for all of you.  When we come back to the Road, turn right for safety.  Or follow me left for treasure and glory."