An awkward silence followed Frost's accusation; Auriel started sweating bullets as his heart warned him of danger. He could likely handle Frost alone, but Frost wasn't the only danger present in the camp. There was Findlay the ice troll lord as well as the feeling of something else, something far more powerful gazing down on him from who knows where.
This was not how the plan was supposed to go down. He was supposed to arrive at this new and unsanctioned camp -in the Order's opinion- and meet with owner and subject him to pressure thus allowing him to glean the required information and further the Order's agenda. They wanted to hold sway over all the camps and special areas within the glacial mountains, to consolidate their power and gain access to untold levels of wealth. The order had grown to the point that it wanted to uplift itself from the machinations of its creators, to become a truly independent organisation.
