Balakhâd lives at the mercy of the Kintai of Shonith, and may have information concerning Azagath and Nakási that will be of use to you... if he can be convinced to share it with you.
'There is no freedom for me. I have only traded one set of captors for another, and then another.
'The Ordâkhai want me dead. The Kindred freed me from them... but only so they might have... the privilege of seeing me slain. And these Elves...'
Balakhâd weakly raises an arm to gesture at the Kintai nearby. His mouth drops open with an expression of disgust and alarm.
'What... what is wrong with this one?'
Balakhâd is behind the pavilions north of the water in Shonith.