We should since we have been getting news about hte alliance and horde since we took on apprentices.
- Location
- Australia
[X] ...Someone who only lets Bolvar stay near her?
-[X] "Katrana?"
[X] "Bolvar, I need you to get your wife to calm down and let me help."
-[X] Then, fix Katrana - or Onyxia or whatever she wants to be called - up.
-[X] "Katrana?"
[X] "Bolvar, I need you to get your wife to calm down and let me help."
-[X] Then, fix Katrana - or Onyxia or whatever she wants to be called - up.
They are already married.
[X] ...Someone who only lets Bolvar stay near her?
-[X] "Katrana?"
[X] "Bolvar, I need you to get your wife to calm down and let me help."
-[X] Then, fix Katrana - or Onyxia or whatever she wants to be called - up.
-[X] "Katrana?"
[X] "Bolvar, I need you to get your wife to calm down and let me help."
-[X] Then, fix Katrana - or Onyxia or whatever she wants to be called - up.
[X] ...Someone who only lets Bolvar stay near her?
-[X] "Katrana?"
[X] "Bolvar, I need you to get your wife to calm down and let me help."
-[X] Then, fix Katrana - or Onyxia or whatever she wants to be called - up.
-[X] "Katrana?"
[X] "Bolvar, I need you to get your wife to calm down and let me help."
-[X] Then, fix Katrana - or Onyxia or whatever she wants to be called - up.
KnightDisciple
Love God. Do Right. Fear No Man.
- Location
- Midwest, USA
[X] ...Someone who only lets Bolvar stay near her?
-[X] "Katrana?"
[X] "Bolvar, I need you to get your wife to calm down and let me help."
-[X] Then, fix Katrana - or Onyxia or whatever she wants to be called - up.
-[X] "Katrana?"
[X] "Bolvar, I need you to get your wife to calm down and let me help."
-[X] Then, fix Katrana - or Onyxia or whatever she wants to be called - up.
[X] ...Someone who only lets Bolvar stay near her?
-[X] "Katrana?"
[X] "Bolvar, I need you to get your wife to calm down and let me help."
-[X] Then, fix Katrana - or Onyxia or whatever she wants to be called - up.
-[X] "Katrana?"
[X] "Bolvar, I need you to get your wife to calm down and let me help."
-[X] Then, fix Katrana - or Onyxia or whatever she wants to be called - up.
as a side note, Gul'dan, some black dragons and a lot of Fel orcs are still in outland...so might want to be ready when the Burning legion inevitably re-activates the dark portal.
Edit: the world at large eventually finding out about how Wayland became a dragon should be amusing. 'One of the most skilled craftsmen in the world accidentally turned himself into a Dragon with one of his Creations....Skilled craftsmen around the world are being watched closely for any further sightings of spontaneous Dragonification'.
Edit: the world at large eventually finding out about how Wayland became a dragon should be amusing. 'One of the most skilled craftsmen in the world accidentally turned himself into a Dragon with one of his Creations....Skilled craftsmen around the world are being watched closely for any further sightings of spontaneous Dragonification'.
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Aw shit, the Mag'har. Tough, I wonder if Grom went with him.
And Shadows
[X] ...Someone who only lets Bolvar stay near her?
-[X] "Katrina?"
[X] "Bolvar, I need you to get your wife to calm down and let me help."
-[X] Then, fix Katrana - or Onyxia or whatever she wants to be called - up.
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The tension is thick. Tyrygosa is ready to blast the Black Dragon on general principle, and Bolvar's almost oblivious to it as he tries to calm down the dragon next to him. Prince Varian takes this time to run in, and looks absolutely confused. The night elf at his side looks just as perplexed.
"What's going on?" The Prince demands after a moment.
"Katrina?" You mutter, and the dragon just flinches again.
"Wait, what?!" The Prince turns to you.
"It's her." Bolvar replies to you, and continues his attempts to comfort the dragon. "Heh. For all that you called her a fire breathing dragon, you didn't think she actually was one do you?"
You shake your head and shift forms. "Bolvar, I need you to calm her down. I want to check over whatever was done to her and see about fixing it."
Tyrygosa snarls and looks at you. "No chance!"
"Could someone please explain why two people I'm pretty certain were human turned into dragons?" Prince Varian demands and moves forward. His sword goes back in the sheath, and he gives everyone a stern glare. "Calm down too. No one's going to fight now."
"Made a ring that turned me into a dragon." You shrug. "Then things got wierd. As for Bolvar's girl? I don't know."
"Bolvar?" Prince Varian turns to the paladin.
"Hush, hush. You're safe." The man's still muttering to the dragon at his side, but looks up. "Didn't know it was her until she started to scream actually. Couldn't tell you. Just recognized her voice, and her somehow."
"Stupid... Human..." Onyixia mutters. "Shouldn't have happened this way." Her entire body shudders.
"Explain Black. Otherwise I'll freeze you no matter what the other mortals say." Tyrygosa's glare is glacial and she ignores the suddenly tensing Varian.
"Not telling anything to a blue." The Black Dragon replies, and curls up around Bolvar. "Can't tell anything to a Blue. You'd ruin everything." She closes her eyes and sighs out a deep breath. "My letters..." With that she sighs again and goes still.
You panic almost immediately, but Bolvar raises up his hand to stop you from rushing forward. "She's asleep. You want to be careful."
You sigh and start to move slowly. The Black Dragon twitches again as you approach, but doesn't seem to want to wake up. This close you can see the scars from the horrific spell. Her entire belly is a mass of it. Healing isn't your forte though, so you can't tell what the damage is. What you can tell is that the spell seems to have been washed away thankfully.
A snapping sound of a teleport makes you turn. Varian's wife snorts, but you don't see anyone else. She sees your look and gives a nod. "They went back to the keep to check the lockbox."
Another snap of magic a few minutes later has Tyrygosa and Varian landing a few feet away. Tyrygosa is in elven form again, and you can see her irritation.
The lockbox is opened with a snap, and Prince Varian pulls out several letters. "They are addressed to Bolvar, me, and Marudan. One for you too." He hands that one to his wife and opens the others.
For a few long minutes he reads, and starts to chuckle. "Muradin's all her insulting his lineage, fighting skills, smell, manners, and a few other things. Seriously, it's a work of art."
Enseria grabs the letter from his hands, and looks it over. "Oh, I'm remembering that one."
"Mine's just a bunch of last wishes." Varian mutters as he looks over his letter. "Oh, didn't know she managed that. I know her family line was broke, but the amount of money she managed to move is impressive. Look, she had the entire stonemason's guild in her pocket. They built something for her personally..." The man trails off. "Huh. It says here that it's a 'summer home' in Westfall."
The Prince looks at the dragon and Bolvar. "And it says she left you a few things there."
The Paladin looks up and raises an eyebrow. "So what does my letter say then?"
"Give me a moment." Prince Varian opens it up and starts reading, before clearing his throat and closing it. "I think you should read it."
Both eyebrows raise, and Bolvar looks to the dragon one more time before tiptoing close enough to take it from his friend. He opens it with a bit of trepiditation, but then he smiles softly, and chuckles. "She's quite good at describing isn't she."
"Some things I don't want to know." Prince Varian mutters and shudders dramatically. "I've never seen a love letter so sappy in my life."
"A Black Dragon in love?" Tyrygosa gives another snort. "They are as likely to kill you as look at you."
Bolvar keeps reading, and then flips through to the next page. "She put something important in Westfall. An insurance so that I'd have something of hers. It doesn't say what, but it's asking me to forgive her too. And to keep it as safe as possible. It's set in a spell matrix and when disrupted will cause it to activate?"
Prince Varian blinks a few times. "That's spectacularly unhelpful."
"Whatever it is, she says that it's powerful too." Bolvar shakes his head. "I suppose we could ask her if we can wake her up?"
"That would likely take days." Tyrygosa sighs and looks at the dragon. "That sort of torpor can last few a long time. That she's in is indication of how much damage she took."
[]
I have been not-seriously losing my mind for the past few days, don't mind me. I have a very strange sort of focus basically. If I get distracted by a shiny, then I focus on it for laser like intensity for a bit. So sorry.
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In case people are wondering what to vote. Next action is fine.
Currently Deathwing is 'contained at Blackrock at the moment thanks to the fate point. You have a small amount of leeway.
All right, to make things easy. Here are a few options:
-Go to confront Blackwing at Blackrock
-Gnomergone needs all crafters!
-See what Onyxa left in westfall
-something else
-[X] "Katrina?"
[X] "Bolvar, I need you to get your wife to calm down and let me help."
-[X] Then, fix Katrana - or Onyxia or whatever she wants to be called - up.
----
The tension is thick. Tyrygosa is ready to blast the Black Dragon on general principle, and Bolvar's almost oblivious to it as he tries to calm down the dragon next to him. Prince Varian takes this time to run in, and looks absolutely confused. The night elf at his side looks just as perplexed.
"What's going on?" The Prince demands after a moment.
"Katrina?" You mutter, and the dragon just flinches again.
"Wait, what?!" The Prince turns to you.
"It's her." Bolvar replies to you, and continues his attempts to comfort the dragon. "Heh. For all that you called her a fire breathing dragon, you didn't think she actually was one do you?"
You shake your head and shift forms. "Bolvar, I need you to calm her down. I want to check over whatever was done to her and see about fixing it."
Tyrygosa snarls and looks at you. "No chance!"
"Could someone please explain why two people I'm pretty certain were human turned into dragons?" Prince Varian demands and moves forward. His sword goes back in the sheath, and he gives everyone a stern glare. "Calm down too. No one's going to fight now."
"Made a ring that turned me into a dragon." You shrug. "Then things got wierd. As for Bolvar's girl? I don't know."
"Bolvar?" Prince Varian turns to the paladin.
"Hush, hush. You're safe." The man's still muttering to the dragon at his side, but looks up. "Didn't know it was her until she started to scream actually. Couldn't tell you. Just recognized her voice, and her somehow."
"Stupid... Human..." Onyixia mutters. "Shouldn't have happened this way." Her entire body shudders.
"Explain Black. Otherwise I'll freeze you no matter what the other mortals say." Tyrygosa's glare is glacial and she ignores the suddenly tensing Varian.
"Not telling anything to a blue." The Black Dragon replies, and curls up around Bolvar. "Can't tell anything to a Blue. You'd ruin everything." She closes her eyes and sighs out a deep breath. "My letters..." With that she sighs again and goes still.
You panic almost immediately, but Bolvar raises up his hand to stop you from rushing forward. "She's asleep. You want to be careful."
You sigh and start to move slowly. The Black Dragon twitches again as you approach, but doesn't seem to want to wake up. This close you can see the scars from the horrific spell. Her entire belly is a mass of it. Healing isn't your forte though, so you can't tell what the damage is. What you can tell is that the spell seems to have been washed away thankfully.
A snapping sound of a teleport makes you turn. Varian's wife snorts, but you don't see anyone else. She sees your look and gives a nod. "They went back to the keep to check the lockbox."
Another snap of magic a few minutes later has Tyrygosa and Varian landing a few feet away. Tyrygosa is in elven form again, and you can see her irritation.
The lockbox is opened with a snap, and Prince Varian pulls out several letters. "They are addressed to Bolvar, me, and Marudan. One for you too." He hands that one to his wife and opens the others.
For a few long minutes he reads, and starts to chuckle. "Muradin's all her insulting his lineage, fighting skills, smell, manners, and a few other things. Seriously, it's a work of art."
Enseria grabs the letter from his hands, and looks it over. "Oh, I'm remembering that one."
"Mine's just a bunch of last wishes." Varian mutters as he looks over his letter. "Oh, didn't know she managed that. I know her family line was broke, but the amount of money she managed to move is impressive. Look, she had the entire stonemason's guild in her pocket. They built something for her personally..." The man trails off. "Huh. It says here that it's a 'summer home' in Westfall."
The Prince looks at the dragon and Bolvar. "And it says she left you a few things there."
The Paladin looks up and raises an eyebrow. "So what does my letter say then?"
"Give me a moment." Prince Varian opens it up and starts reading, before clearing his throat and closing it. "I think you should read it."
Both eyebrows raise, and Bolvar looks to the dragon one more time before tiptoing close enough to take it from his friend. He opens it with a bit of trepiditation, but then he smiles softly, and chuckles. "She's quite good at describing isn't she."
"Some things I don't want to know." Prince Varian mutters and shudders dramatically. "I've never seen a love letter so sappy in my life."
"A Black Dragon in love?" Tyrygosa gives another snort. "They are as likely to kill you as look at you."
Bolvar keeps reading, and then flips through to the next page. "She put something important in Westfall. An insurance so that I'd have something of hers. It doesn't say what, but it's asking me to forgive her too. And to keep it as safe as possible. It's set in a spell matrix and when disrupted will cause it to activate?"
Prince Varian blinks a few times. "That's spectacularly unhelpful."
"Whatever it is, she says that it's powerful too." Bolvar shakes his head. "I suppose we could ask her if we can wake her up?"
"That would likely take days." Tyrygosa sighs and looks at the dragon. "That sort of torpor can last few a long time. That she's in is indication of how much damage she took."
[]
I have been not-seriously losing my mind for the past few days, don't mind me. I have a very strange sort of focus basically. If I get distracted by a shiny, then I focus on it for laser like intensity for a bit. So sorry.
-edit-
In case people are wondering what to vote. Next action is fine.
Currently Deathwing is 'contained at Blackrock at the moment thanks to the fate point. You have a small amount of leeway.
All right, to make things easy. Here are a few options:
-Go to confront Blackwing at Blackrock
-Gnomergone needs all crafters!
-See what Onyxa left in westfall
-something else
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King Arthur
The Once and Future King
I feel like you meant love here.
aledeth
The Flesh is Weak
- Pronouns
- He/Him
It's an egg/baby/baby dragon and Bolvar is daddy.
If so, well, congrats Varian, you've just become Uncle Varian.
...Good practice for dealing with kids later, as I'm sure that a certain duo of Loa will happily point out!
- Location
- home
[x] Go to confront Blackwing at Blackrock
This seems like it would be the highest priority. Everything else can wait until after the undead Aspect is dealt with.
EDIT: Changed vote based on GM's updated options.
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Oh yea vote. Hmm where would a couple of dragons do the most good in this setting? I mean 2/3 of Lordaeron are gone, Alterac has fallen -but not out, Stromgarde is ground zero for a Legion portal/portals? Go after Deathwing? Go and nuke the Legion and see who has crossed over? Something else? Cmon guys we need suggestions to keep this rolling XD