"That depends on what you can do," Ahnah said, standing and shaking some of the water from her fur, "Someone somewhere might be able to use your help. Right now, there's a festival going on, and most people are either working the booths or enjoying the festiveties."

"sounds precise, someone... somewhere" i say and let out a chuckel "well if you want to go to the festival we can make a party out of it" i say smiling

"You go on ahead, I need to speak with Goldenscale briefly. We'll catch up to you later," she said, stepping out of the shallows.

"um ok" i say, slightly dissapointed but happy for them to come after all "see you there!" i say smiling, wondering what they need to talk about so sercatealy

"See you at the festival Storm." she said within a smile.  "What did you want to talk to me about?" she asked Ahnah.

"When I was at the council building earlier, I heard Frost speaking with the other council members. They talked as if he might be the new council head. Then as I was heading our here to this lake, I saw him with three enforcers fallowing him back to the council," she said, laying down in the shade of a tree, "I figured you might want to know this to make your own guess as to what it means."

"More secrets...  I don't understand why everyone is trying to hide stuff from me.  I guess they'll tell me when the time is right..." she said.

"Well, they're going to reveal who the new council head today at the council's booth. As for the the secrets, I can only guess they'll be revealed in time," she said, "Secrets are tipically held to either protect or surprise someone or themselves. Take me for example, for the longest time, I keept my true self hidden from everyone to protect myself.

"I guess..." she said.

"There are some tyhings I'd rather not tell or show anyone, like the magic I can used last night. I only used it then because of the odds we faced," she said, standing, "Anyone who didn't know me would call me a necromancer for it without question."

But they would fight for you and only you.  And they were your ancestors.  Necromancers use any body they can find." she said.  'Just like I must have years ago...' she thought sadly.

"so ummm what is going to happen now?" Frost asks the coordinator. the three dragons behind stand at attention.

"That is where the no questions would hurt me. Most people would attack before trying to figure out the details. I was to become my tribe's next shaman, but I decided to take my life into my own hands. The mgic I use, summons the spirits of my ancestors to fight with me rather than for me. I suggest an action and they fallow the movement until they think otherwise," she said, pulling up a tuft of fur around her wrist to show a charmed braclet, "I would not blame Metraz or Tieral if they confronted me about last night."

"Now, all you have to do is show up at the booth in a couple hours. We're all finishing up our own little tasks right now so we wont have to worry during the festival," the coordinator said, nodding to each of the enforcers, "Until then, do as you wish with your time."

"You three go have a good time, and I'll meet you all back here," Frost says heading off. His enforcers disbanding for the time being.

"It seems I underestimated your influence here," a calm, neutral voice sounded in Frost's head. Across Frost's skin, blue runes began glowing and covering his body.