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theianlogs2017-09-11 12:24 pm
thelast_guardian) wrote in theianlogs2017-09-11 12:24 pm
having a good look around
Who: Medivh and OPEN!
When: 9/11-12
Where: Here and there.. everywhere.. it's a bird.. etc (name your place essentially)
What: The archmage finally comes out of hiding
Warnings: He's a certain kind of special. Also possessed. Be patient with him? No, wait, don't do that.
Around
None of it made much sense, but then Medivh had only just arrived from another place where things didn't make much sense either which only left his mind consumed with bits and pieces of what he remembered happening back in Azeroth with this place; a place that was unlike any realm he had ever been to, or known about.
The locations around town were of no interest to the archmage, only getting back to the place where he was needed the most and in thinking about it, there was a dire sense of urgency to do so as soon as possible. But there was also something that appealed to him there in Theia.
Making sure that Atiesh was safely stored where no one would find it, Medivh took to his raven form for awhile, appearing as himself again for short times before disappearing once more into seemingly thin air.
House #1002
Though it took a few days to finally go to the house, Medivh finally did. With it seeming like no one was home, he took his time moving through the rooms quietly on the large main floor. The kitchen and bathroom proved to be the most interesting, and yet confusing. But eventually he opened the door to his room and closed the door.
Suffice it to say, the Guardian wasn't close to approving of these kinds of living conditions.
But later on he emerged again due to a certain King's presence within the home. When Llane chose to leave the comfort of his room, Medivh would be standing there waiting.
When it came to late evening, when most were asleep, the archmage stood outside, barefoot and without his hooded robe. He stood there contemplating a moment before he stepped slowly in a circle with a hand extended outwards to "draw" a brilliant white blue light around him that illuminated into nearby windows.
When: 9/11-12
Where: Here and there.. everywhere.. it's a bird.. etc (name your place essentially)
What: The archmage finally comes out of hiding
Warnings: He's a certain kind of special. Also possessed. Be patient with him? No, wait, don't do that.
Around
None of it made much sense, but then Medivh had only just arrived from another place where things didn't make much sense either which only left his mind consumed with bits and pieces of what he remembered happening back in Azeroth with this place; a place that was unlike any realm he had ever been to, or known about.
The locations around town were of no interest to the archmage, only getting back to the place where he was needed the most and in thinking about it, there was a dire sense of urgency to do so as soon as possible. But there was also something that appealed to him there in Theia.
Making sure that Atiesh was safely stored where no one would find it, Medivh took to his raven form for awhile, appearing as himself again for short times before disappearing once more into seemingly thin air.
House #1002
Though it took a few days to finally go to the house, Medivh finally did. With it seeming like no one was home, he took his time moving through the rooms quietly on the large main floor. The kitchen and bathroom proved to be the most interesting, and yet confusing. But eventually he opened the door to his room and closed the door.
Suffice it to say, the Guardian wasn't close to approving of these kinds of living conditions.
But later on he emerged again due to a certain King's presence within the home. When Llane chose to leave the comfort of his room, Medivh would be standing there waiting.
When it came to late evening, when most were asleep, the archmage stood outside, barefoot and without his hooded robe. He stood there contemplating a moment before he stepped slowly in a circle with a hand extended outwards to "draw" a brilliant white blue light around him that illuminated into nearby windows.
Now that i'm off hiatus-ish, house;
It's not his fault that Elves enjoy saying three words when one will suffice.
Still, the fact remains: sleeping is last on the list of things to do midday, and even though it was just because he was reading in his room, a nap is at least an hour's wasted time.
...Or 15, but if Llane admonishes himself for a longer period of time the likelihood of him not doing it again is high. He closes the book with a hardy thunk, sets it aside and decides he may as well have some water--strange, how he has no servants to do it for him, but not unwelcome--but when he opens the door, drink is forgotten.
Llane has never felt a smile creep up his face soo quickly before.
"Medivh."