Aug 9, 2020
(@rimeforge) Disregarding whatever the dragon might have been doing at the time, the death knight waltzed up to Wrathion to plant himself proudly upon the dragons lap. "This seat taken?" He so contently stated with a smug look.
Ꮚ — Reading. He’d been doing research on the old gods just to ensure that were things to take such a turn again, he’d be more prepared than he was this time. Preferably, so that he could stop it before it began. But, as it happened, a certain elf came and planted himself right down where the book had once been. Luckily, he’d moved it out of the way before it had the time to be sat on. “It is now.”