After listening to the din of travellers for a good hour or so and with his meal and drink long finished Frost stood up, preparing to head back to the cave were he left the Lunar maidens. Suddenly however from the opposite side of the mess hall where a small contingent of powerful looking individuals sat he heard a whisper that stopped him in his tracks.
"Don't you find it strange….why are the order of the ice shield so quiet during such times?"
