Mildor stared at him for a moment, understanding the true seriousness of the man's request. Lifting a hand to lightly scratch at his jaw, he would let out a low sigh. "You're.. Actually talking to the wrong person, I'm afraid. While I'm adept when it comes to combat, my sister is the one who's true scouting and tracking is most proficient, as well as her ability with stealth. You may have more look with her, to be honest." A pause would come from the elf before he would murmur, his face still serious, "I will help you in regards to relieving Sargom of the object He wishes to have, but as far as tracking your sister.. My own would benefit you the most."