*Cyan shifts uncomfortably before responding* Well, long ago, when I was first in the Exiled, Garuud, my father, sent these guards to kill me, fearing that I was getting too strong rather than dying in the snow like he planned. I recently learned of their return, and they made an attempted massacre at the base. We were able to fend them off but my sources tell me they murdered at least twelve of our members. That's a fifth of the clan.