The note reached the Council of the Amazons. The discussion, in relative terms, was not a long one. There was little reason to doubt the truth of the message, and Reon herself, in spite of her animosity towards the frozen North(less because of those there, and more because it was all dark and cold and unpleasant), recommended that the refugees be allowed entrance into Iliogis. It was certainly a somewhat exciting turn of events, much, much different from what had occurred recently. And it was hardly harmful. Indeed, the Council felt that it would not be difficult to support a small population of refugees in Iliogis.

And so, a flight of harpies was dispatched to locate the Glacii, reporting their location to a team of Amazons assembled to greet them. The choice for the team leader was natural, in Reon's mind.

Tanya Palayen grumbled as she road atop her unicorn mount. The horse-like creature was sturdy, with a white coat, but it was still... this whole thing was irritating. And worse, she had to actually talk to them. Sure, she had no problem with the Glacii themselves, but having to introduce herself and everything was just going to be a complete pain. And yet still, the paladin and her team of Amazons road onward. They would find the Glacii soon, that was for certain.