"I've waited for a few years to see you before me", the Elven woman spoke in a vibrant strong voice that had the tone of an actual goddess. "Galadriel, love, we look for your help. We are looking for something that is far beyond our reach, and we need your valient powers to find it", Killian spoke to the goddess-like woman while setting the picture of the key on the flourished table. Galadriel looked at the picture and slowly touched it with her pale figures. A vision began to form within her mind as she shut her eyes and witness it: a dark man with a beard, a ghost ship, and a chest. Letting go of the picture and feel the tense in her head, the elf gasped as her eyes flashed open after the vision disappeared. "The compass I lent to you. It can't lead you to this?", she asked the pirate. "Maybe. Why?", Killian asked while he was looking at the snake that was above the door, antagonizing it a little bit before it hissed, causing him to draw back on grimace. "You don't not know what you want, do you, Killian Jones? You are loathe to claim it as your own. The key goes to a chest, and it is what is inside the chest you seek?", she asked them.