I normally don't like to post about Murel unless I've completely thought through the topic, but y'all have been clamoring for information so I thought I'd oblige you.

Golems are monsters made from solid rock. They are cursed spirits that have pledged to serve the rock phoenix.
To help you get the idea of what a golem looks like I've decided to pit my former MC against one.

Enjoy!

Rurel stopped short as he turned a bend in the mountain. In front of him was what looked like a statue of a man with his back turned to Rurel.
It was taller than an average man, even taller than an elf; but built like one of the dwarves. It's body looked like the maker of the statue had taken stones and haphazardly slapped them together, chiseling away the excess afterwords. Rurel started to circle the statue, hoping to get a glimpse of its face and a clue to why it stood in the middle of the forest on the abandoned mountainside.
Slowly the face came into view. Its head was rounded and its face had been carved into a permanent frown. But it was the eyes that shocked Rurel. Inside two eye sockets were green pupils, pale and flickering like a green flame. Then Rurel almost jumped out of skin. The statue's head swiveled and locked "eyes" with Rurel.
Rurel started to back away and the statue took a step in his direction. Rurel immediately turned and ran away from the "statue". As he ran he turned for a brief look behind him. Rurel had just enough time to dive behind a tree as a rock twice the size of his head crashed into a tree a few feet from where he had just been standing.
"So," Rurel said, "this is what a golem looks like. I think I'm making a habit of reviving old legends."
"I wish the legends would stay dead," Rurel thought as the tree he was leaning against was uprooted.
Rurel turned to face the golem as it threw the tree to the side, knocking down two smaller trees that were in its path.
"I doubt this will work, but I might as well go down fighting," Rurel thought as he gripped the sword given to him by the ice phoenix.
As the golem brought its giant fist down, Rurel rolled underneath the golem's legs and hopped up, quickly swiping at the golem's legs. Surprisingly, the sword cut through the golem's legs as if the rocks were made of butter. The rocks from the golem's thighs down immediately crumbled, falling on the rocky ground in two piles of small boulders and dust.
Rurel barely had time to wonder how his sword cut through the solid rock when small boulders broke from the ground next to the golem's body and started forming into two new legs. Before the golem could pick itself up Rurel hopped onto the golem's body and severed its head from its body. As the body crumbled, the head rolled a few feet before coming to a stop.
"I'm glad that's over," Rurel thought as he looked at the golem's remains. Taking a deep breath, Rurel took a few steps towards what had been the golem's head. A second later, more rocks detached themselves from the mountainside, starting to form another body for the golem.
As Rurel ran, he prayed,
"God. Why can't quests be simpler? Just once?"Questions are welcome so that I can develop these further.
