O Mighty Fat Cat lowers his voice and speaks with some concern. "I was raised in de jongol. Dis forest is not so different. I would only take what Antonia offers. Dat is, unless she decides to become our enemy. If dat happens... all bets are off."
"Aredin, I see your point and it is a fair one. I will guard in de future. But I am de newest among you. If de Circle has other rules, please tell dem to me. " Fat Cat crosses his arms and taps his fingers along his forearm. "Antonia. She is a forest spirit. By allowing us to stay, she is risking her life and home against de Wyld Hunt, yes? Does she not deserve to know?" Fat Cat considers aloud.
Grey Stone gave Aredin an approving look and nod, as if to say that he was onboard with at least looking into the matter of the shade.
The wood spirit looks to Fat Cat and says, "The ghost is the angry shade of one of the Exalts that . . . killed my friend all those years ago. He wasn't a Dynast, but was instead some other kind of Exalt. The details of that elude me for some reason. It is old and it hates the Solar Exalted, and it has killed another Solar that had found her way here, many years ago."
Looking over at Silent Glade, Antonia says, "It is one thing to see a friend grow old and die as Gaia intended in his or her own natural pace, and another entirely to see that friend get cut down like a rabid dog. Even after all this time, it leaves a harsh taste in my mouth."
With a pleased look on her face, the wood elemental nods. "I can see some of Dunbar in you, Merciful Fire. Perhaps you and your friends will be successful in removing the ancient ghost and finally cleanse this manse of the hate of this Wyld Hunt that killed dear Dunbar. If that is the case, it would be a welcome change to have some friends here once again."
"Dere is our answer."
Fat Cat remains quiet and listened to the language he did not know hoping to recognize it. He doesn't.
Rykon
"Aredin." As always, Da Chonk's accent and heavy voice almost make it sound like another word. "If de ghost hates de Solars," Fat Cat turns to everyone, "perhaps I should speak with it? We could learn very quickly if it also hates Lunars?" Fat Cat grinned. "I would like to know de ghost's reasons for doing what it has done. On de surface, it seems clear we should be enemies. But under de surface, perhaps another truth lies hidden?" Fat Cat briefly touches his brow in a sign of guidance from Luna and looks from person to person to wood elemental.
"I will say that having the Lunar of our Circle approach this shade first makes sense, if it holds a degree of animosity towards Solars," Grey Stone said, before a look of concern crossed his features. "Of course, if the shade does become hostile to you, we'd either have to be positioned close enough to risk being discovered in order to come to your aid quickly, or you'd have to escape that tower and get to us."
Grey Stone gave a shrug of his shoulders. "Oh yes, I forgot that your Caste gets divinely ordained diplomatic immunity." he admitted to Aredin.
