Meetings, meetings and more meetings! Ghost sighed and raised her wings to the sky, social gatherings had never been her area of expertise. Too many eyes and too many fools, although she did have to admit, it was a rather good place to spot faces and learn new names. Fools could do the stupidest of things after all.The voice that called on the air was not that of her own Commander's, however, and was instead that of the winged Czar. Commander of craft and the army. A stud who wore a collar of armour and a heroic title like he'd just walked out of an epic adventure, Ghost knew very little about the Czar so she neither loved nor hated him. He was the now leader and he held the power along with Seele, the sprite would give him a wide berth and the respect earned by title no matter what she thought and slowly she would learn more about the golden tipped male, bit by bit. Only then would she say yea or nay to his worthiness. Not that it really mattered what Ghost would think, but the sprite took her judgements very seriously, misjudging could lead to death or imprisonment. An open mind always knew where the exit was.

She flew for what felt like not all that long at all, watching to see if there were any movement below of others gathering before landing before Midas. Her mind already trying to guess what it was going to be about. Perhaps the girl who had been escourted back or maybe Eris had finally said one insult too many. Or maybe it would be just a simple address to the masses with nothing really new and if that was the case then the sprite would consider throttling the painted lead.

The spot where Seele would be was still empty, perhaps only the Czar would address them today, or maybe the Necromancer was having a go at being fashionably late. Either way, the silent mare had arrived and stood present, slotted her wings neatly into the sides before her vacant turns to try catch the golden one of Midas. She looked to his magnificent bird who burned brightly, even Ghost had to admit, she was something to behold. Dangerous beauty was a good companion to have.

The banshee sighed then, silently hoping he'd speak the important words quickly and save her from being out in 'public' for too long. The Gods only know what diseases they carried.

She listened and watched as the meeting took place, noting faces she hadn't seen and returning Midas' nod before committing each new face to memory by appearance facts. There were those that arrived that she did 'know', Kiara probably being the most prominent of those. The girl always seemed rather quiet or softly spoken and though she usually looked down upon such creatures, she found she rather liked the humble looking healer. Ghost talked very little and her connections, though she had met many faces, were rather small. She knew just enough. Not too long later another face appeared that the sprite distinctly recognised and she offered a small smile to the red tinted Satanic Silk, their last conversation had been a long (in Ghost's books) and rather convoluted one, yet still interesting. He was perhaps one of the few she dared to call a friendly acquaintance.

Soon Midas spurred the meeting into action and the spy listened to each bit of information carefully, processing it before forming an opinion. The Masons were honoured for their work along with Kiara and the short legged Storyteller. She listened with even greater interest to the news that Eris and Circuta had been banished, that the once Sleuth had challenged the Czarina and lost. It seems her mission to watch the red hair had come to an end, unless Seele expected her to cross the wilds and find her once again. She hoped not otherwise she might as well become an outcast herself. Although the victory of the Necromancer came as welcome news to her eager ears, it meant she had chosen well so far in her decision to follow the one who shows the most strength. For now her position was in a good place.

The golden Czar goes on to mention allies and the shunning of the Aurora Basin. Ghost knew little about the land of the northern folk and her only visit to those mountains had been when she'd met the zombie kid and his pet tiger. Odd things roamed those mountains, though one day she would like to visit them again if only to snoop out more... Oddities. He mentioned alliances with the south and the west, all words that were new to her, but things that sounded promising. As long as the winged lord remembered to watch the northern border for results of their rebuke to the Basin. Even Ghost knew that a slap in the face was not always taken lightly.

He asks the opinion of the masses last and Ghost simply nods her approval. It wasn't her job to see who and who they weren't allied with. She knew very little of these lands and could not form a proper opinion. She left the rest to decide whilst her eyes flickered to the arrival of a familiar form that was torn and broken again. Seele. She talks of her power, of conversing with the dead and performing something she called a seance. It all sounded interesting and the sprite may very well turn up, but her breeze of a voice decided to lift above the crowd and gently chided the battered Czarina. "You'll be joining the dead if those wounds are not healed" she pointed out before looking suggestively at Kiara and Reizend.