Happy Hollow's En-- Wait... I'm late....
Rather late indeed, my Prince. I appreciate the sentiment nonetheless.
You do know what Hallow's End represents, of course?

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Happy Hollow's En-- Wait... I'm late....
Rather late indeed, my Prince. I appreciate the sentiment nonetheless.
You do know what Hallow's End represents, of course?
Wrathion? [Smiles and wraps arm around.] It's nice to see you again.
[He's a little alarmed at the voice behind him - he'd been absorbed in the paperwork he was working on. He relaxes when he realises it's Anduin, smirking]
I see you finally found time to visit the Tavern again, Anduin Wrynn. How did the journey find you?
「☯ ;; Deep breath taken through his black nose, the great feline's chest rose, attention caught by both scent and footsteps that he easily recognized. ❝Young Prince,❞ his head turned, followed the Celestial's body as he moved to face the human with perhaps not a smile on his muzzle, but certainly a warm greeting withing his eyes. ❝What brings you to my temple this day?❞
He's ticklish, anon! Look. [Hobbles over on his cane and moves free hand to tickle his side.]
N-- Nnh! *he squirms and bats ineffectually at Anduin's hand, suppressing a giggle* I am not! Unhand me! How dare you!
” What took you so long? “ impatient foot tapping.
"I should be asking the same of you," Wrathion smirked as he finally stepped out of the tavern onto the gravel path. "But if you must know, I was taking care of a little unfinished business regarding a particularly difficult champion."
"You’re not a monster!"
"Yes I am," he spat, tone full of bitterness. "If you can't see as much, then you're plainly delusional. It's no use trying to run from my nature."
+ Prince of Stormwind
The sound of a toppling vase, before it was quickly held in place by large paws, refusing the object to fall. A quiet sigh of relief was exhaled from between the creature's maw, only to have another porcelain material be hit by what was a long tail, its end not pointy but wide and almost even flat. Barely a second later, the shattering of said object echoed through the castle's hall-way; oops. In response, the being hold both paws over its long muzzle, an expression of worry laying itself onto the face of strange shape.
Hazel eyes frantically moving their gaze from one side to the other, scanning the surroundings, its tall body moved towards the shards upon the ground, plopping its bottom down to sit while its supposed claws began picking up piece for piece, tail curled around itself. It was no challenge, thanks to the opposing thumb on its paws, being perfectly able to use them as a human would use their hands. Its form was the slightest bit hunched, actions quick in hopes that none had taken notice of this accident.
Father, would you like to play a game of chess with me?
Varian rolled his eyes at the prospect of another humiliating loss at that dreadful game, but he conceded with a bright grin. “Certainly. Perhaps the practise would do me well.”