Well, there wasn't much point in trying to catch these people unawares now, Grey Stone thought to himself.
"State your name, stranger," he said in Forest-tongue, fighting down the instinct to reach for the handle of Faith's Pillar, and also trying not to show signs of being caught unawares...
Grey Stone had accepted the arrival of Maeve without comment for the moment. He had taken a step forward when the Lunar started shouting at Delilah, concerned he might have to stop a fight breaking out, but hesitated when the Sidereal offered up her flesh as recompense for the events of the...
Grey Stone gave a grim nod at Glade's report. “Very well. We confront them as potential foes,” he said, feeling the discussion had gone on long enough. “If they're willing to stand down and be reasonable, we show them reason in turn. But I will restrain myself from lethal force unless they give...
I haven't really been sure what to say. I don't exactly want to play Grey Stone as an old fool, after all, which I feel he's likely to come off as if Aredin's distrust of these people gets vindicated.
I haven't really considered how Grey Stone might feel about that yet. I imagine he'd likely be familiar with Thorns, but he'd likely also be familiar with Sijan.
In terms of blabbing about weaknesses, I'd say he's been around for enough decades to be wise about not doing that.
Maybe we're dealing with forces of the dead here, but unless our Storyteller's intended narrative says otherwise, I don't know if we should automatically be treating them as hostile just because they're forces of the dead.
"I would ask these people who they are, what cause or master they serve, and why they seek the Titan," Grey Stone replied. "All we really know about them so far is that they have the means to make use of zombies, and one of them appears to wield Soulsteel. Incidentally, perhaps we should ask...
"As long as we keep some of our people hidden while we talk to them, we wouldn't necessarily forsake any chance to surprise them," Grey Stone replied, while silently hoping the Dawn wouldn't see violence as the first choice of action for every complication they encountered.
"I'd much prefer to be present in some form, if words are to be exchanged with those in command of the dead," Grey Stone said. "Perhaps if I were to accompany you, but stay out of sight nearby?"
"Oh, dear," Grey Stone muttered at the sight of the zombies and the pair overseeing them. "That is not ideal at all."
He let Fat Cat carry him back to the rest of the Circle; like the Lunar, he figured it was best that he didn't stick around and risk compromising the Night Caste. At least for...
"You can go on ahead if you like, but I'll follow you to the mouth of the tunnel," Grey Stone replied, figuring it was just far enough away from the residential areas for him to avoid being noticed by anyone there.
"It would appear that we're not the only ones trying to access the Titan," Grey Stone said, gesturing to the passage being dug on Taru's display. "Now how on Creation would they know about it?"
[OOC: How far away from us is the start point of this passage.]
Okay, I'll probably hold off on posting here. There just doesn't seem to be anything for Grey Stone to do, seeing as Del's handling the conversation and Taru's currently co-operating.
"Unless there would be greater benefit in speaking to the natives first, I see little reason to delay a journey to the summit," Grey Stone said. "The sooner we can get there, the sooner we can begin preparing to call upon the Spirit responsible for the Titan."
"I should think not," Grey Stone said. "Otherwise, as a Zenith, I also have the authority to command spirits to appear before me. But where to carry out such a ritual, or issue such a command..."