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@yourmainmanguldan
Man, Azeroth’s sure been peaceful recently!
Yes, and it’s horrible. It means I have no entertainment.
You have me! ;)
…Hm, I suppose you can sometimes be somewhat entertaining.
Aww, thank you! ❤️ We should do a hunt soon, I know how much you like those.
You know Khadgar, it’s good to know you at least sometimes have good ideas. I suppose that’s what makes it worth keeping you around.
Man, Azeroth’s sure been peaceful recently!
Yes, and it’s horrible. It means I have no entertainment.
You have me! ;)
...Hm, I suppose you can sometimes be somewhat entertaining.
Man, Azeroth’s sure been peaceful recently!
Yes, and it’s horrible. It means I have no entertainment.
@yourmainmanguldan:
*Gul’dan actually smirks at that* Well, fine. I suppose I can humour you then. *he waves a hand and a small bag appears in it, which he opens to reveal what look like wood shavings* Here it is. I managed to extract all its power before this happened, so don’t worry about that being wasted. It’s all safely contained in here now. *he gestures with the Sceptre as he says that*
*takes the bag and examines the wood shavings, sighing heavily* You did, did you? Lets see about that. *he holds one hand out over the pieces of Atiesh and focuses, the fragments gradually levitating up and slotting themselves together. As this happens, he holds his other hand out towards the sceptre, somehow naturally attuning to Atiesh’s power within it and ripping it free with no resistance. Within a minute, Atiesh is restored, and Med’an looks pretty pleased with himself* I think the only thing you wasted here was your time.
*if hes at all surprised at what Med’an just did, he doesn’t let it show* Well, if you’re done with your little show, I’d suggest you run. I promise you won’t survive what I’m about to do next. *he lifts his hands and begins to cast something that looks pretty fucking deadly*
@yourmainmanguldan:
*as he reaches the living room, Gul’dan looks around, though doesn’t sense Med’an immediately since the surrounding area is so saturated with arcane energy already, making the trace of magic Med’an is using barely noticeable. Still, he tries to catch anyone who could be there out, speaking up as he looks around the room* I know you’re there. Reveal yourself, and perhaps I shall still be merciful.
*mentally curses again, falling for Gul’dan’s bluff. with an irritated sigh he drops his spell and glares* Didn’t think anyone was home. I’m here to get my dad’s stuff back.
Hm, how brave for such a small child like yourself. Now, how about you run along, it’ll save me a precious few seconds if I don’t have to vaporise you.
*narrows his eyes, terrified but choosing to stand his ground* I’m not leaving without Atiesh. Where is it?
I hardly think you’d have any use for it now, or well, with its remains. It’s of no concern to you, so I’ll tell you again. Leave.
*shakes his head* Not without Atiesh, whatever you’ve done to it.
*Gul’dan actually smirks at that* Well, fine. I suppose I can humour you then. *he waves a hand and a small bag appears in it, which he opens to reveal what look like wood shavings* Here it is. I managed to extract all its power before this happened, so don’t worry about that being wasted. It’s all safely contained in here now. *he gestures with the Sceptre as he says that*
@yourmainmanguldan:
*as he reaches the living room, Gul’dan looks around, though doesn’t sense Med’an immediately since the surrounding area is so saturated with arcane energy already, making the trace of magic Med’an is using barely noticeable. Still, he tries to catch anyone who could be there out, speaking up as he looks around the room* I know you’re there. Reveal yourself, and perhaps I shall still be merciful.
*mentally curses again, falling for Gul’dan’s bluff. with an irritated sigh he drops his spell and glares* Didn’t think anyone was home. I’m here to get my dad’s stuff back.
Hm, how brave for such a small child like yourself. Now, how about you run along, it’ll save me a precious few seconds if I don’t have to vaporise you.
*narrows his eyes, terrified but choosing to stand his ground* I’m not leaving without Atiesh. Where is it?
I hardly think you’d have any use for it now, or well, with its remains. It’s of no concern to you, so I’ll tell you again. Leave.
@yourmainmanguldan:
*as he reaches the living room, Gul’dan looks around, though doesn’t sense Med’an immediately since the surrounding area is so saturated with arcane energy already, making the trace of magic Med’an is using barely noticeable. Still, he tries to catch anyone who could be there out, speaking up as he looks around the room* I know you’re there. Reveal yourself, and perhaps I shall still be merciful.
*mentally curses again, falling for Gul’dan’s bluff. with an irritated sigh he drops his spell and glares* Didn’t think anyone was home. I’m here to get my dad’s stuff back.
Hm, how brave for such a small child like yourself. Now, how about you run along, it’ll save me a precious few seconds if I don’t have to vaporise you.
*is pottering around in the basement with some strange fel artifact and quietly muttering to himself, as well as periodically having an obviously one sided conversation with Surgat and Kitty, who are both perched on his workspace and curiously watching what he’s doing*
*sneaks into the living room through an open window, unable to actually stealth but is taking precautions he learned from garona to keep very quiet, and placing a small invisibility spell on himself for good measure. he quickly retrieves the laptop, but can’t seem to find atiesh. as he looks, he accidentally steps on a werthers original wrapper khadgar had dropped earlier, freezing up as it makes a rustling sound*
*doesn’t think much of the noise at first, assuming it’s just Khadgar, but then when there’s complete silence instead of the noise he’s come to expect from Khadgar, Gul’dan becomes suspicious. Putting down his work, he actually goes to investigate, Scepter of Sargeras in hand*
*mentally curses as he hears gul’dan coming, standing as still as possible and regulating his breathing very, very carefully, whilst feeding a little trace of arcane energy into keeping his invisibility spell up*
*as he reaches the living room, Gul’dan looks around, though doesn’t sense Med’an immediately since the surrounding area is so saturated with arcane energy already, making the trace of magic Med’an is using barely noticeable. Still, he tries to catch anyone who could be there out, speaking up as he looks around the room* I know you’re there. Reveal yourself, and perhaps I shall still be merciful.
*is pottering around in the basement with some strange fel artifact and quietly muttering to himself, as well as periodically having an obviously one sided conversation with Surgat and Kitty, who are both perched on his workspace and curiously watching what he’s doing*
*sneaks into the living room through an open window, unable to actually stealth but is taking precautions he learned from garona to keep very quiet, and placing a small invisibility spell on himself for good measure. he quickly retrieves the laptop, but can’t seem to find atiesh. as he looks, he accidentally steps on a werthers original wrapper khadgar had dropped earlier, freezing up as it makes a rustling sound*
*doesn’t think much of the noise at first, assuming it’s just Khadgar, but then when there’s complete silence instead of the noise he’s come to expect from Khadgar, Gul’dan becomes suspicious. Putting down his work, he actually goes to investigate, Scepter of Sargeras in hand*
*is pottering around in the basement with some strange fel artifact and quietly muttering to himself, as well as periodically having an obviously one sided conversation with Surgat and Kitty, who are both perched on his workspace and curiously watching what he’s doing*
@yourmainmanguldan:
Well of course, he has no need of that. But if you get to take something, it would be unfair if I didn’t get the chance to too. *looks around then spots Atiesh and smiles, moving across the room to retrieve it* Now, how could he just leave this lying around here? I assume he has no use for it, so I might as well take it off his hands. It might make some good firewood.
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*chooses this unfortunate time to port in* Hey sorry dad I forgot my bag earlier and I just— uh. *looks at Khadgar holding the laptop, Gul'dan holding Atiesh, and Medivh writhing about on the floor in pain* …Uhhh.
*is surprised by Med’an’s appearance, but then smiles menacingly* Ah, hello again. Now, I’d suggest you run along now, we’re slightly busy here with your father. It’s nothing you need to concern yourself with, if you want to continue living that is.
*hesitates, just being in Gul'dan’s vicinity making it difficult to breathe normally, but musters a frown, slipping his hands into his pockets to grip his phone* I’m not going anywhere, but I think you should take your own advice. I could get Aegwynn and Meryl here in a second, you know, and I doubt that would end nicely for you both.
*looks unimpressed* Hm, bold words from one so easy to break. *he lifts the Sceptre of Sargeras slightly threateningly, then thinks against it, instead turning to Khadgar* Should we go? I doubt we’ll get much more fun out of being here now this child has turned up. He does rather ruin the mood.
Hm, I mean there are plenty of ways to stop him, but… god, just look at him. It’s a wonder he’s even alive. I’d feel bad if I hurt him at all. We can go, but first… *he approaches Med'an and bends down, whispering something to him that makes him go very pale* Alright, with that in mind, I think we’ll leave. *he holds an arm out to Gul'dan* Shall we?
*takes hold of Khadgar’s arm and nods* Yes, I tire of this place.
@yourmainmanguldan:
Well of course, he has no need of that. But if you get to take something, it would be unfair if I didn’t get the chance to too. *looks around then spots Atiesh and smiles, moving across the room to retrieve it* Now, how could he just leave this lying around here? I assume he has no use for it, so I might as well take it off his hands. It might make some good firewood.
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*chooses this unfortunate time to port in* Hey sorry dad I forgot my bag earlier and I just— uh. *looks at Khadgar holding the laptop, Gul'dan holding Atiesh, and Medivh writhing about on the floor in pain* …Uhhh.
*is surprised by Med’an’s appearance, but then smiles menacingly* Ah, hello again. Now, I’d suggest you run along now, we’re slightly busy here with your father. It’s nothing you need to concern yourself with, if you want to continue living that is.
*hesitates, just being in Gul'dan’s vicinity making it difficult to breathe normally, but musters a frown, slipping his hands into his pockets to grip his phone* I’m not going anywhere, but I think you should take your own advice. I could get Aegwynn and Meryl here in a second, you know, and I doubt that would end nicely for you both.
*looks unimpressed* Hm, bold words from one so easy to break. *he lifts the Sceptre of Sargeras slightly threateningly, then thinks against it, instead turning to Khadgar* Should we go? I doubt we’ll get much more fun out of being here now this child has turned up. He does rather ruin the mood.
@yourmainmanguldan:
Well of course, he has no need of that. But if you get to take something, it would be unfair if I didn’t get the chance to too. *looks around then spots Atiesh and smiles, moving across the room to retrieve it* Now, how could he just leave this lying around here? I assume he has no use for it, so I might as well take it off his hands. It might make some good firewood.
—
*chooses this unfortunate time to port in* Hey sorry dad I forgot my bag earlier and I just— uh. *looks at Khadgar holding the laptop, Gul'dan holding Atiesh, and Medivh writhing about on the floor in pain* …Uhhh.
*is surprised by Med’an’s appearance, but then smiles menacingly* Ah, hello again. Now, I’d suggest you run along now, we’re slightly busy here with your father. It’s nothing you need to concern yourself with, if you want to continue living that is.
@yourmainmanguldan:
*teleports in right at that moment and looks sternly at Khadgar* Khadgar, would it hurt you to perhaps not just teleport away like that when I am halfway through a conversation with you? *notices Medivh on the floor and smirks slightly* …Though hm, I suppose I can let it slide this one time, since it seems you have a decent enough reason*
*smiles* I’m so sorry, I should have said something before I did. I didn’t want to give him the chance to stand up, you see. *he gives Medivh a solid kick to the ribs for emphasis, then steps back* Perhaps this will make it up to you? He’s all yours. *winks at Gul’dan*
Hm… *raises the Sceptre of Sargeras, thinking about what to do* Well, what do you think Khadgar, should I put him out of his misery and reduce him to fel ash? Or should continue to let him suffer like this? It’s a difficult choice.
*laughs* I mean, he does look awfully pathetic like this, doesn’t he? Must be suffering terribly, the poor thing. Really, death would be a mercy. *he kneels down to peer at Medivh’s face, smiling bitterly* Now, if I know him, he’s not a fan of showing mercy. So I think you should let him suffer.
True enough. *cast something, causing Medivh to writhe horribly in pain on the floor for a while, in so much pain he’s for once wordless, before dropping the spell and grinning* So, anything else you wish to do while we’re here, or should we return home now and actually continue our conversation?
Hmm… *spots the laptop on the desk and grins* Well, while he’s in this much pain he won’t be needing that. I’ll tidy it up for him, shall I? *he takes it, tucking it under one arm as he retrieves the charger too* Other than that, I’m done.
Well of course, he has no need of that. But if you get to take something, it would be unfair if I didn’t get the chance to too. *looks around then spots Atiesh and smiles, moving across the room to retrieve it* Now, how could he just leave this lying around here? I assume he has no use for it, so I might as well take it off his hands. It might make some good firewood.
@yourmainmanguldan:
*teleports in right at that moment and looks sternly at Khadgar* Khadgar, would it hurt you to perhaps not just teleport away like that when I am halfway through a conversation with you? *notices Medivh on the floor and smirks slightly* …Though hm, I suppose I can let it slide this one time, since it seems you have a decent enough reason*
*smiles* I’m so sorry, I should have said something before I did. I didn’t want to give him the chance to stand up, you see. *he gives Medivh a solid kick to the ribs for emphasis, then steps back* Perhaps this will make it up to you? He’s all yours. *winks at Gul’dan*
Hm… *raises the Sceptre of Sargeras, thinking about what to do* Well, what do you think Khadgar, should I put him out of his misery and reduce him to fel ash? Or should continue to let him suffer like this? It’s a difficult choice.
*laughs* I mean, he does look awfully pathetic like this, doesn’t he? Must be suffering terribly, the poor thing. Really, death would be a mercy. *he kneels down to peer at Medivh’s face, smiling bitterly* Now, if I know him, he’s not a fan of showing mercy. So I think you should let him suffer.
True enough. *cast something, causing Medivh to writhe horribly in pain on the floor for a while, in so much pain he’s for once wordless, before dropping the spell and grinning* So, anything else you wish to do while we’re here, or should we return home now and actually continue our conversation?
@yourmainmanguldan:
*teleports in right at that moment and looks sternly at Khadgar* Khadgar, would it hurt you to perhaps not just teleport away like that when I am halfway through a conversation with you? *notices Medivh on the floor and smirks slightly* …Though hm, I suppose I can let it slide this one time, since it seems you have a decent enough reason*
*smiles* I’m so sorry, I should have said something before I did. I didn’t want to give him the chance to stand up, you see. *he gives Medivh a solid kick to the ribs for emphasis, then steps back* Perhaps this will make it up to you? He’s all yours. *winks at Gul’dan*
Hm... *raises the Sceptre of Sargeras, thinking about what to do* Well, what do you think Khadgar, should I put him out of his misery and reduce him to fel ash? Or should continue to let him suffer like this? It’s a difficult choice.
@guardianoftheparty:
*starts screaming, mostly in pain* AHHH WHAT THE FUCK YOU ASSHOLE GET OUT!!! MOROES!! MOROES WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU COME FUCKING HELP ME!!!!!
*comes in unhurriedly, sighing* I’m sorry sir, I am prohibited from harming Khadgar. I can, however, give him a stern talking to. *he clears his throat* Now, now, Khadgar, this isn’t how good boys behave.
*is still writhing in pain as Khadgar kicks him* WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT??? HES AN ADULT, NOT A SIX YEAR OLD WHO JUST PUSHED ANOTHER KID OVER!!! AND I GIVE YOU FUCKING PERMISSION TO HARM HIM, JUST FUCKING KILL HIM NOW!!!!!
*sighs so deeply he nearly ascends to another plane of being* I’m sorry sir, only Aegwynn may give me commands to kill or harm.
*teleports in right at that moment and looks sternly at Khadgar* Khadgar, would it hurt you to perhaps not just teleport away like that when I am halfway through a conversation with you? *notices Medivh on the floor and smirks slightly* ...Though hm, I suppose I can let it slide this one time, since it seems you have a decent enough reason*
