#arcaneharbinger

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                I !!! DID !!! A !!! THING !!! I !!! DREW !!! TORVALDS !!! SQUAD !!! @nightscng, @elendeare, @spell-steal, @arcane-harbinger, @halforc-mercenary

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@arcane-harbinger liked for a BFA starter !

          ✧・ﾟ | what a surprise to see the archmage here! lysirae had long since thought that khadgar would have made himself far more scarce than DALARAN in light of the hostility between the horde and the alliance rising. the hall of the guardian became emptier and emptier with each visit she’d paid to the proud               headquarters of the tirisgarde until only those neutral or partial to the events remained ; those who held great love for their factions refused to work alongside one another and promptly caused the death of the mage’s order. admittedly, lys had continued using the hall as a place of refuge for what resources still remained if nothing else.            ‘ archmag khadgar, an honor as always.’ the elf greets as she approaches, tomes in her arms ready for her study as she places them on nearby table where she plans to sit. ‘ you won’t be staying long, i imagine.’  | ・ﾟ✧

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Torv: ( with @nightscng )

@spell-steal : I've brought you gold

@arcane-harbinger : I've brought you frankincense

@elendeare : and I've brought you myrr. MYRR-DER

Torv: ( gasps ) JUDAS

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@arcane-harbinger : ( to the beat of the final countdown ) ITS A MENTAL BREAKDOWN

Torv: ( plays off key kazoo )

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Me: wants to draw the #squad

Also me: cannot draw males

Me: draws the #squad anyway, fuck it. Sorry @arcane-harbinger and @elendeare -- your bois look terrible because what the fuck are male faces and who knows how to draw them.

More at 11

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        He had always found such fascination within the arcane. He’d once trained as a mage himself though he, ultimately, gave it up. Too impulsive, they said, too dangerous. It was a shame to know he was too weak to lead them onward, but such is life in dark times -- not everyone is sufficient.

        As cavern glitzed like dew in the sun, he found his breath escaped calmly. Something in that power ;; in Khadgar’s power, brought great relief, but in the same stroke, brought him much anguish. Torvald knew what there was to behold in magic and not everything to know was necessarily good.

        This moment was a perfectly reasonable example.

        Earth shattered, his footing unsteady. The warrior quickly adjusts his stance and heightens his attentions, faith bolstering. He listens then, for the magus and his next command. It comes through the blaze of light and his feet start moving.

        Out.

        Out from the cavern, out into the electric, open, air. Surely the blast worked like a flare, gaining the earned attentions of all, near and far, around them. He prayed then in Khadgar’s ability to quickly remove them from the shore’s perilous face.

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        They must have looked so ... different from those days. Torvald himself felt, and must appear, so weary. The collected sorrows demonstrated upon his ragged visage. Khadgar could not see the bandaging,n or did he witness the rage filled combat between which he and his brother had maimed one another to near death. Emotionally and physically, he was but a thread, blow aimlessly and at the loss of itself. His legs would take him where he needed to go, he would sustain with meals and company, but in truther -- Torvald was a shell of his former self.

                “And I you, Archmage,“ the title feels funny rolling off his tongue, though he knew the man deserved all good this world had to offer. Giving chin a light scratch, he pushes from his reclined posture, approaching with mild steps. He hopes to end his trek with embrace, but he remains unsure of Khadgar’s stance of affection. “they years have aged you well, friend. Though I am sure there is much more to be told than that.”

        The warrior is keen to revisit time with Khadgar, especially now that time allowed for it. There was so much to tell, so many memories missed without the other by his side. Death, manic and loss ---- though they were not all so horrible.

                “Let me buy you a drink, we have many years to catch up on,“ he smiles with chapped lips. “and is this moment not the best? We may not get another.”

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finally got to meet up with @arcane-harbinger on their DK Tal! HE’s an absolute cutie and I super love that these two just happened to end up being redhead pals !! hopefully we can work out a story for them tbh !!

also, i had more caps, but i am just calling them all “a ranger and a death knight? it just couldn’t be! -- well, yeah honey -- he gE y”