Nym claps his hands in excitement. For all his earlier dismemberment at Belhifet's claws, the drow seems to be in remarkably good health. "The Eye of Gruumsh, you say..." He stares off into space for a moment, then breaks out once more into a grin. "I believe we can help each other."
The dark elf traces a finger on the altar, leaving a smudged line in the blood. "The Spider Queen is much like a... well, a spider. She tried to have her ex-husband killed a handful of times, but to little avail. The first attempt was a manipulation of Gruumsh, as I'm sure you know. Corellon's blood mixed with Sehanine's tears, elves were born, etc." Nym taps his temple knowingly with the wet finger, leaving a blotch of blood there. The surrounding spiders hiss again at the mention of the First of the Seldarine. "But did you know that something else besides the elves was born that fateful day? For Corellon's blood also mixed with another's... that of Gruumsh himself."
Nym spreads his hands wide. "Imagine it! Something of Corellon's lifeblood, shed by Gruumsh, and Gruumsh's eye, smitten by Corellon. Born of hatred and war and destruction! When it first formed it looked for a place to call home. It found one here, in the Abyss." His leans forward and widens his eyes. "Presumably, the Eye of Gruumsh is still part of it, and therefore is retrievable - should you take the necessary precautions."
He leans nonchalantly against a wall of webbing. "So. I tell you where this creature is, and you go to recover the Eye. Is that something that would suit your desires?"