Answer:
I am the building with the most number of stories.
I'm a word that is not even strange. What am I?
My first half means container. Not a lot of people understand my language.
My first though water cures no thirst my next alone has soul and when he lives upon my first he then is called my whole.
The eight of us go forth not back to protect our king from a foe's attack. What are we?
It flows out of the soil, It burns you if it boils, And holds us in its coils, More valuable than gold, As black as it is old.