Yes. Also yes. There's been a war on over one thing or another in Azeroth as long as anyone can remember. That's not actually a complaint.. I'm quite good at it and war pays very well.
[ there's not a bit of shame in that either. why not profit from what's going to happen anyway? he doesn't concern himself with the politics of it all, whether or not some might say he actually does have certain responsibilities and that being a 'Lord' isn't just for show.
he leans on his other arm and rests his chin on his hand. he's used to it being cold, unyielding metal at this point. the curious twitch of one brow is all that hei gets from poking at the scar — it's acknowledged but as it's unclear whether or not it was intentional for some reason he doesn't dwell on it.
the magic is far more interesting, though it's maddening to know that if this were another place and time he'd be able to see and feel so much more. that has really been the worst part of all this — that complete lack of magic — on the level with the fact that he'd forgotten what it felt like to be alive and hasn't particularly enjoyed the reminders. the last time he'd lost his magic he'd gained another kind to replace it. now all he has is whatever monstrous quality about him now that responds to the magic of another and he doesn't much care for how that feels either. ]
Azeroth is the name of my world. Specifically, I'm from a place called Quel'thalas. It's the best. It was better about thirty years ago but still way better than anywhere else.
(one of those people. while hei doesn't mind profiting off of other people's wars, he's always entrenched in one or another and they're all thematically horrible.)
No, for you war is likely the only thing you're especially good at. (a wild guess based on his own experiences, men and women appreciating the fight when they can act the hero and feel that live-or-die rush of adrenaline that reminds them they're still there.) It's why so many veterans want to return to it. There's no normal life to be led after you've seen what those battles have to offer.
(he's not oversharing, all stated as though quoted from someone else. maybe it is.
the spell reads surface thoughts, the thinnest skimming of impressions from traejan. his fortunes have all been unlucky, the trend here.)
I figured you weren't from Earth, but you're saying a lot of unrecognizable things. I guess that's what we'll have to expect from this place... and it's as I thought, your fortune is miserable. Are you prepared to hear it?
grips your hands this is a mood and you're fine and worth the wait!
[ he flicks an ear a bit like an irritable horse at the suggestion of war being the only thing he's especially good at. he has pride above and beyond what any one person probably ought to have, so naturally little things will threaten to pick at it.
but really, stopping to let that sink in for a sec... hei isn't wrong. everything he's ever excelled at has been at least war-adjacent. the gentler arts of healing or potion making escape him, unless his goal was boring himself to sleep.
so. alright.. fine. he can own that much. ]
I'm quite good at music too, you know. And it's not as if the memories would keep me up at night were I to up and quit all of it. They start us young even though we have very long lives. A hold over from a time where enemies at the borders were a real threat for a very long time. Being raised to an existence that thrives on destruction makes it an easy choice, no point in fighting nature. Those who do are destined for even more misfortune. I don't need to be able to do what you do to know that.
[ no point in mentioning how plenty of people would argue that it's certainly not natural. but none of those people are here right now so he's allowed to have his existence questioned by no one. ]
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[ there's not a bit of shame in that either. why not profit from what's going to happen anyway? he doesn't concern himself with the politics of it all, whether or not some might say he actually does have certain responsibilities
and that being a 'Lord' isn't just for show.he leans on his other arm and rests his chin on his hand. he's used to it being cold, unyielding metal at this point. the curious twitch of one brow is all that hei gets from poking at the scar — it's acknowledged but as it's unclear whether or not it was intentional for some reason he doesn't dwell on it.
the magic is far more interesting, though it's maddening to know that if this were another place and time he'd be able to see and feel so much more. that has really been the worst part of all this — that complete lack of magic — on the level with the fact that he'd forgotten what it felt like to be alive and hasn't particularly enjoyed the reminders. the last time he'd lost his magic he'd gained another kind to replace it. now all he has is whatever monstrous quality about him now that responds to the magic of another and he doesn't much care for how that feels either. ]
Azeroth is the name of my world. Specifically, I'm from a place called Quel'thalas. It's the best. It was better about thirty years ago but still way better than anywhere else.
i'm sorry for the late, life's been a madhouse
No, for you war is likely the only thing you're especially good at. (a wild guess based on his own experiences, men and women appreciating the fight when they can act the hero and feel that live-or-die rush of adrenaline that reminds them they're still there.) It's why so many veterans want to return to it. There's no normal life to be led after you've seen what those battles have to offer.
(he's not oversharing, all stated as though quoted from someone else. maybe it is.
the spell reads surface thoughts, the thinnest skimming of impressions from traejan. his fortunes have all been unlucky, the trend here.)
I figured you weren't from Earth, but you're saying a lot of unrecognizable things. I guess that's what we'll have to expect from this place... and it's as I thought, your fortune is miserable. Are you prepared to hear it?
grips your hands this is a mood and you're fine and worth the wait!
but really, stopping to let that sink in for a sec... hei isn't wrong. everything he's ever excelled at has been at least war-adjacent. the gentler arts of healing or potion making escape him, unless his goal was boring himself to sleep.
so. alright.. fine. he can own that much. ]
I'm quite good at music too, you know. And it's not as if the memories would keep me up at night were I to up and quit all of it. They start us young even though we have very long lives. A hold over from a time where enemies at the borders were a real threat for a very long time. Being raised to an existence that thrives on destruction makes it an easy choice, no point in fighting nature. Those who do are destined for even more misfortune. I don't need to be able to do what you do to know that.
[ no point in mentioning how plenty of people would argue that it's certainly not natural. but none of those people are here right now so he's allowed to have his existence questioned by no one. ]
Yes, I'm prepared. Lay it on me.