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i forgot summoner isnt allowed in the maf lobby yet bc i made a new account for him and im crying
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âAh, Lord Lorâthemar, I believe congratulations are in order, old friend. Even if that means that the old Prince isâŠwell, not around here anymoreâ, Khadgar greeted the elf, giving him a polite nod. He hoped that he would recognise him, after all, he did look quite different from when they first encountered each other, fighting side by side.
This was quite possibly the first time Lorâthemar had actually been caught off-guard in the city, and he blinked stupidly. As much as Khadgar didnât look like what he remembered, that voice, the aura he exuded... it was all still the same. Still the same man he knew, the friend he knew.
âIt was... an unfortunate event,â he snorted, lips curling into a bitter smile. Of course, that was an understatement; heâd been broken by the knowledge of what had transpired in Outland. âBut thank you, regardless. Itâs been quite some time, Khadgar, how have you been faring? I see I have much to catch up on, friend.â
Anything to spend some time with someone he trusted.
   Wrathion couldnât stop the gleam of pride lighting his entire body when the blood elf recognized him. He stood tall (though not quite as tall as his companion) and squared his shoulder back, humming lightly.
   âWell thank you, Regent Lord, I am also warmly pleased you remembered me as well.â He watched the Regent Lord dip into a bow and then stand tall again. He didnât return the gesture.
   âIâm afraid Iâve been brought here not of my own volition.â Wrathion heaved a dramatic sigh, shaking his head. âBut I have seen many a familiar face, so the blow of being in a strange land has softened.â
âItâs unfortunate,â Lorâthemar assented, lips curling up into a faint smile and arms crossing in front of his chest. âI donât think any of us would choose to come here.â
Least of all with the happenings on Azeroth and Draenor, the latter of which the blood elf would have liked to see for himself. A shame heâd had other duties to attend to.
âThen I would be correct in assuming youâve already found the young prince Wrynn?â He was reluctant to admit that he had hoped to find people he was close to in this place, and might have felt a short burst of sadness at the fact that Lorâthemar might not see them in a long time. All that was currently beside the point, though. Halduron and Rommath were better off in Silvermoon. âI must admit, I was quite surprised to see him here.â
Not that it was a lie; The Hive, after all, did not seem particularly priest-friendly.
Dudley, Mrs. Weasley
Dudley: Was your muse a brat as a child?
Absolutely. Lorâthemar was a little shit as a child; rebellious and adventurous. He had a habit of getting into loads of trouble and dragging his friends into the same trouble, and Iâm sure his parents wished they had a child with better behaviour and a knack for listening to their warnings.
Mrs.Weasley: How much of a motherly/fatherly instinct does your muse have?
Lorâthemar is naturally protective, and he projects that onto children as well. While he has no desire to start a family of his own, he does like kids, and gravitates towards them, however unintentionally. He would honestly make a good father.
Harry Potter themed asks!
Harry: Bravest thing your muse has done? Ron: How loyal is your muse? Hermionie: How well did your muse do in school? Snape: Is there someone your muse would do anything for? Dumbledore: Does your muse tend to hide things from others a lot? Dudley: Was your muse a brat as a child? Lily: Is there someone your muse would die for to protect? James: Was your muse bullied as a child or did they bully others? Mrs.Weasley: How much of a motherly/fatherly instinct does your muse have? Mr.Weasley: Is there something your muse knows nothing about? Fred: Does your muse play the pranks or get pranked? George: Is there someone your muse canât live without? Tonx: Is there anything about your muses appearance that they want to change? Mcgonagall: Is there anyone in your muses life that tells them when something is a bad idea? Voldemort: Would your muse step over everyone to get what they want? Draco: How well does your muse hide their emotions? Tom: How manipulative can your muse be? Peter: Has your muse stayed in a relationship just because they were scared? Hedwig:Â Has your muse lost their innocence, or is it still intact?
Familiarity (CA Closed | Lorâthemar)
regentlordtheron
It had been some time since Snowdrift had last encountered someone from his world. There had been that rather strange elf heâd met, yes, and theyâd been familiar with Azeroth. Perhaps the scientists were simply not interested in his world. However, that interest appeared to have perked up slightly, considering the regal bearing of the person Snowdrift saw on the streets of District Five.
There was simply no mistaking those long ears, nor the depth of those green eyes. No Pandaren could say that their eyes glowed, though they did capture many different shades of color. Few humans could boast eyes of that intensity, for that matter. âExcuse meâŠâ Snowdrift took the direct approach, both in speech and in how he walked to them. âI am not experienced with your kind as someone else might beâŠbut are you a blood elf?â
He'd been spending most of his time simply wandering the streets. Lor'themar couldn't shake the feeling that he'd been here before, somehow, a long time ago, and it drove him to explore. What he never expected to find on one of his strolls, however, was someone from his own world, let alone a pandaren.
Such a curious find. The straightforwardness, however, was a breath of fresh air.
"Yes, I am," Lor'themar responded smoothly. "I am Lor'themar Theron, regent lord of Silvermoon."
The way with which this pandaren held himself, and the look in his eyes, led Lor'themar to believe that this one might be one of Taran Zhu's order, and if that was the case, then perhaps the lord of the Shado Pan may be around as well. He had to ask.
"Forgive me for assuming, but might you be of the Shado Pan?"
regentlordtheron
   Blood elves really were a distinguishable race.
   Even among his champions, blood elves always had an air about them, the way they held themselves. Even without their rather distinguishing features (elf ears really were a bit ridiculous), blood elves were recognizable.
   This one especially. He had met the blood elf Regent Lord before. Well, not met really, but they had at least seen each other at Garroshâs trial. The trial that he interrupted by freeing Garrosh from imprisonment. Hmm. He hoped that wouldnât put a damper over them.
   "Distinguishable Regent Lord," Wrathion called out, his hand behind his back as he strolled over to the taller man. "I am surprised to see another acquaintance from Azeroth here in this city."
It was impossible to not recognize the young man approaching him; Lor'themar was intimately familiar with the Black Prince's reputation. While not personally acquainted with him, the regent lord had seen Wrathion at Garrosh Hellscream's trial, and more importantly, had observed him and his mannerisms.
In fact, he might have been surprised to find Wrathion here, had he not previously met Anduin Wrynn. If rumors were true, the two of them were two sides of the same coin, somehow always near each other, and Lor'themar supposed he could see why.
However, he had to admit that he found the Black Prince rather curious. After all, as the self-proclaimed son of Deathwing, many were rather prejudiced against him, and Lor'themar would like to see just how much of Wrathion's reputation held true. So, in a show of diplomacy, the blood elf offered the whelp a courteous bow.
"I had not expected to see you here, Black Prince. In fact, I am pleased that you remember me. If I may ask, however; what brings you here?"
All of this still feels surreal â but the prince manages to remember to bow in return, as deeply as he can manage, just appropriate enough for a visiting foreign dignitary. Thereâs some irony to be found in this, heâs certain, but hopefully it wonât be taken as a slight in any sense.
«Yes, of course.»  Thereâs something he canât read in the blood elf leaderâs countenance, but Anduin doesnât let that slow him down. The gentle smile he uses in most any situation â especially difficult ones â has reappeared on his face. «I havenât really spent much time exploring here, so Iâm afraid I donât have any suggestions⊠I think weâre in the, er, cultural sector right now. I donât know what that entails exactly, but Iâm certain thereâs somewhere here thatâs more secure.»
 "Ah, I see." His voice remains even, civil, betraying no signs of surprise, if he had been surprised in the first place. The name of the sector rings a bell, leaving a lingering feeling, the tiniest of voices in the back of his mind suggesting that maybe, somehow, he had been here before. Yet, the regent lord is quick to shrug it off, instead focusing on the situation at hand.
"Then, let's walk until we find a place to sit," he suggests. They were likely to stumble upon a coffee shop or the like, and walking gave them something to do, something to keep them busy, reduce any tension.
Lor'themar is aware of his companion's size and limitations, however, and easily keeps pace with the young prince.
"So," he continues, "I assume you would like to talk about the happenings of the past year."
mastersnowdrift replied to your post âscuse my rather sudden absence; ive been busy gearing up for and...â
((I'm definitely game. If you'd like I could write the starter later?))
yeah! id like that
scuse my rather sudden absence; ive been busy gearing up for and raiding with my guild! our second team (which is the one im in) is busy progressing through heroic brf so im gonna kick blackhands ass >:0
on that note though ill be an active poster again soon
drafted deathwings open because lbr i gotta thread with all the warcrafts
ill finish things tomorrow but its like 4:15 am time for BED (if anyone else would like to thread tho shoot me an ask im still waiting for khadgar anyway)
mastersnowdrift replied to your post:i literally cannot believe deathwing has been...
((CACKLES))
i am honestly so amused right now. suddenly the destroyer has become a lot less threatening
maybe we can ride him like an oversized horse with wings
i literally cannot believe deathwing has been shrunk to the size of a car
mini dragon on a mini rampage
17 and 20.
17. Did they travel? Where? Why? When?
He did a lot of travelling back when he was still a Farstrider, both as a ranger and as lieutenant and ranger lord, though it was mostly contained within the kingdom of Quel'Thalas itself, to defend the borders against trolls and other threats.
After having been put in the position of regent lord, Lor'themar has had to travel far away on numerous occasions. He has been to the Plaguelands to attempt to make nice with the high elves still living there prior to the Shattering. There have been plenty meetings he's had to attend in Orgrimmar, though by far the most memorable trip has been to Pandaria. He has seen most of the continent on Garrosh's order, for 'official Horde business', and later the Isle of Thunder to take the fight to the Thunder King himself.
Rumor has it that he has even been to Stormwind, as it's never specified where exactly Lor'themar and Varian discussed the things they did.
20. What were the most deeply impressive political or social, national or international, events that they experienced?
The Siege of Orgrimmar and Garrosh Hellscream's trial. The former because it allowed him to take revenge for the many lives lost under Garrosh's command, and to liberate the Horde from a tyrant's grip, as tyranny is something that Lor'themar opposes very heavily, not to mention watching Vol'jin become warchief in the aftermath.
The trial because it forced him to see, and come to terms, with the terrible things that had happened under Garrosh's reign, that all the Horde's leaders were complicit in one way or the other (willingly or not), as well as accept himself for who he is, and might be, in his darkest days.
11, 24, 36
11. How do they see themselves: as smart, as intelligent, uneducated?
Lor'themar is very aware of how intelligent he is. The man has a knack for strategy, as well as coming up with plans on the fly, and he knows it. He prides himself on this, most definitely, though he will not flaunt it. He is also smart, being able to quickly get a grip on the people around him; this, however, is something he doesn't think of himself. Smart people don't make decisions that cost their people their one source of power and lays half their capital city to waste.
24. What social groups and activities does your character attend? What role do they like to play? What role do they actually play, usually?
As the regent lord, Lor'themar has to attend a variety of important meetings. He presents himself how he has to; as the leader of a people struggling to overcome many hardships. Depending of what is needed of him, he can play the role of politician, head of army, or even pawn. His preferred role is that of a Farstrider, however. He is still a ranger at heart, and he feels best while roaming the wilds, defending his country from intruders, or on the front lines, fending off the enemy.
36. Do they like to suffer? Like to see other people suffering?
Definitely not. He works tirelessly to ensure that his people should not have to suffer any longer, nor does he enjoy inflicting suffering on others. He will kill, sure, but they're swift, clean deaths when he can make it so. As for himself, he's never been happy with the position he's been thrown in, the suffering he has endured throughout his life, the guilt, shame and hatred he holds, but he realizes that's how it has to be.
Character solidifying!
Specify a character and leave a number in my ask, if youâre feeling so kind!
1. How does your character think of their father? What do they hate and love about him? What influence - literal or imagined - did the father have?
2. Their mother? How do they think of her? What do they hate? Love? What influence - literal or imagined - did the mother have?
3. Brothers, sisters? Who do they like? Why? What do they despise about their siblings?
4. What type of discipline was your character subjected to at home? Strict? Lenient?
5. Were they overprotected as a child? Sheltered?
6. Did they feel rejection or affection as a child?
7. What was the economic status of their family?
8. How does your character feel about religion?
9. What about political beliefs?
10. Is your character street-smart, book-smart, intelligent, intellectual, slow-witted?
11. How do they see themselves: as smart, as intelligent, uneducated?
12. How does their education and intelligence â or lack thereof - reflect in their speech pattern, vocabulary, and pronunciations?
13. Did they like school? Teachers? Schoolmates?
14. Were they involved at school? Sports? Clubs? Debate? Were they unconnected?
15. Did they graduate? High-School? College? Do they have a PHD? A GED?
16. What does your character do for a living? How do they see their profession? What do they like about it? Dislike?
17. Did they travel? Where? Why? When?
18. What did they find abroad, and what did they remember?
19. What were your characterâs deepest disillusions? In life? What are they now?
20. What were the most deeply impressive political or social, national or international, events that they experienced?
21. What are your characterâs manners like? What is their type of hero? Whom do they hate?
22. Who are their friends? Lovers? âTypeâ or âidealâ partner?
23. What do they want from a partner? What do they think and feel of sex?
24. What social groups and activities does your character attend? What role do they like to play? What role do they actually play, usually?
25. What are their hobbies and interests?
26. What does your characterâs home look like? Personal taste? Clothing? Hair? Appearance?
27. How do they relate to their appearance? How do they wear their clothing? Style? Quality?
28. Who is your characterâs mate? How do they relate to him or her? How did they make their choice?
29. What is your characterâs weaknesses? Hubris? Pride? Controlling?
30. Are they holding on to something in the past? Can he or she forgive?
31. Does your character have children? How do they feel about their parental role? About the children? How do the children relate?
32. How does your character react to stress situations? Defensively? Aggressively? Evasively?
33. Do they drink? Take drugs? What about their health?Â
34. Does your character feel self-righteous? Revengeful? Contemptuous?
35. Do they always rationalize errors? How do they accept disasters and failures?
36. Do they like to suffer? Like to see other people suffering?
37. How is your characterâs imagination? Daydreaming a lot? Worried most of the time? Living in memories?
38. Are they basically negative when facing new things? Suspicious? Hostile? Scared? Enthusiastic?
39. What do they like to ridicule? What do they find stupid?
40. How is their sense of humor? Do they have one?
41. Is your character aware of who they are? Strengths? Weaknesses? Idiosyncrasies? Capable of self-irony?
42. What does your character want most? What do they need really badly, compulsively? What are they willing to do, to sacrifice, to obtain?
43. Does your character have any secrets? If so, are they holding them back?
44. How badly do they want to obtain their life objectives? How do they pursue them?
45. Is your character pragmatic? Think first? Responsible? All action? A visionary? Passionate? Quixotic?
46. Is your character tall? Short? What about size? Weight? Posture? How do they feel about their physical body?
47. Do they want to project an image of a younger, older, more important person? Does they want to be visible or invisible?
48. How are your characterâs gestures? Vigorous? Weak? Controlled? Compulsive? Energetic? Sluggish?
49. What about voice? Pitch? Strength? Tempo and rhythm of speech? Pronunciation? Accent?
50. What are the prevailing facial expressions? Sour? Cheerful? Dominating?
An elf? Fenris does a double-take at the sight of the man, whose skin, hair and eyes are almost identically-colored to his own. His ears are a bit longer (okay, a lot longer), butâŠthe similarities are uncanny.
Once again, however, Fenris is caught staring, and his cheeks burn as he ducks his head.
      â ââŠSorry. I didnât mean to stare.â â
It's funny, how he catches people staring sometimes. Usually it's the little children, but every now and then, it's an adult, or someone of a different race altogether.
It's admittedly even more amusing when the boy, possibly a halfbreed, looks away and apologizes. Up close, however, Lor'themar can't help but notice just how similar he looks, as if they could have been related.
"No need to apologize," the regent lord muses, taking on a more relaxed stance. "Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Lor'thermar Theron, and you are?"