Tales of Karazhan: Vacation
When all other inspiration fails, write Medivh.
Fandom: World of Warcraft
Pairing/Characters: Medivh, Khadgar
Title: Tales of Karazhan: Vacation
Author:
dragon_fanworks . Obviously.
Rating: PG.
Disclaime: If I owned WoW, would I be writing fanfiction?
Medivh slowly turned the letter over in his hand, the seal looking back at him accusingly.
It has been a while since I paid my ‘friends’ a visit, albeit with good reason, he thought with a soft sigh. But…
Medivh sat back in his chair before the quiet inquiry of “Master?” fluttered through the room.
Medivh scowled briefly at the air before turning in his chair to face his apprentice. “What-yes! That’s it!”
“Sir?” Khadgar asked warily, a pile of books precariously perched in his arms.
“Llane has more-or-less ordered me to come see him in Stormwind. I hate going there unless it’s for a valid purpose aside from ‘People need to be reminded you actually exist.’ You can come with me!”
“B-but, Master, shouldn’t-” Khadgar began.
“Nonsense, boy,” Medivh chided Khadgar as he stood. “You should see politics in action. Light knows that you’re going to be subjected to it soon enough.”
“But, I’ve already met-”
“It won’t hurt to meet them again,” Medivh said over his protests. “And anyway, you’re a Lordaeron native and have spent most of your life in Dalaran, yes? So it’ll give you an opportunity to tour the place.”
“But, Master-nevermind, how long are we going to be there?” Khadgar said with morose acceptance in his voice as he put down his burden of books.
“As short as possible,” Medivh said cheerfully, ignoring his apprentice’s put-out manner.
“Then why go in the first place?”
Medivh’s expression fell and he sighed heavily. “Because they’re the only friends I have.”
Khadgar made a sound that might have been an apology, but Medivh waved it away. “It doesn’t matter. Friends end up being liabilities. It’s much safer for them.”
“But…doesn’t it get boring not to have visitors?”
“Young Trust, I have you, I have my magic, and I have the rest of the world to keep me occupied. Who needs visitors when you are constantly working to keep people safe from themselves?” Medivh asked, incredulity thick in his voice.
Khadgar sighed in a long-suffering manner. “I don’t have a choice anyway, do I? I’ll go pack. I assume we’ll be leaving soon?”
“Bah, don’t bother packing. Llane will be more than happy to provide for us.”
“Are you sure? Certainly he has better-”
“If I don’t take anything with me, I can’t leave it behind, now can I? And that way I won’t have to return to get it.”
“Why do you dislike visiting your friends so much?”
“It’s not that I dislike seeing them,” Medivh protested, “so much as I can think of a thousand other things that I could be doing with my time.”
“You know, maybe they’re trying to make you take a vacation.”
Medivh blinked. “What?”
“Like you said, you’re always so busy that maybe taking a few days off away from magic would do you good.”
Medivh frowned. “How can I take a break from magic when it is everywhere?”
“I mean practicing it. Using it. Let other people handle things, if just for a little bit. You’re only human-surely you get tired sometimes.”
‘Only human,’ he says, Medivh through wryly. Although, I am tired of worrying about the world. I don’t need to let my guard down in front of Anduin and Llane, though. That would be…well, the consequences could be disastrous.
…or something I could use to my advantage.
The thought was placed in Medivh’s head and he found himself snapping his fingers, reality warping around them before depositing them just outside Stormwind in Elwynn Forest.
Khadgar stumbled for a moment, which made Medivh’s lips curl up in a cruel smirk.
“Come, then,” Medivh drawled. “It’s not good to keep the King of Stormwind waiting, hm?”
He caught Khadgar giving him a wary look and turned away from him, a familiar darkness pulling at his soul and filling his thoughts as he walked into Stormwind.
Fandom: World of Warcraft
Pairing/Characters: Medivh, Khadgar
Title: Tales of Karazhan: Vacation
Author:
dragon_fanworks . Obviously.
Rating: PG.
Disclaime: If I owned WoW, would I be writing fanfiction?
Medivh slowly turned the letter over in his hand, the seal looking back at him accusingly.
It has been a while since I paid my ‘friends’ a visit, albeit with good reason, he thought with a soft sigh. But…
Medivh sat back in his chair before the quiet inquiry of “Master?” fluttered through the room.
Medivh scowled briefly at the air before turning in his chair to face his apprentice. “What-yes! That’s it!”
“Sir?” Khadgar asked warily, a pile of books precariously perched in his arms.
“Llane has more-or-less ordered me to come see him in Stormwind. I hate going there unless it’s for a valid purpose aside from ‘People need to be reminded you actually exist.’ You can come with me!”
“B-but, Master, shouldn’t-” Khadgar began.
“Nonsense, boy,” Medivh chided Khadgar as he stood. “You should see politics in action. Light knows that you’re going to be subjected to it soon enough.”
“But, I’ve already met-”
“It won’t hurt to meet them again,” Medivh said over his protests. “And anyway, you’re a Lordaeron native and have spent most of your life in Dalaran, yes? So it’ll give you an opportunity to tour the place.”
“But, Master-nevermind, how long are we going to be there?” Khadgar said with morose acceptance in his voice as he put down his burden of books.
“As short as possible,” Medivh said cheerfully, ignoring his apprentice’s put-out manner.
“Then why go in the first place?”
Medivh’s expression fell and he sighed heavily. “Because they’re the only friends I have.”
Khadgar made a sound that might have been an apology, but Medivh waved it away. “It doesn’t matter. Friends end up being liabilities. It’s much safer for them.”
“But…doesn’t it get boring not to have visitors?”
“Young Trust, I have you, I have my magic, and I have the rest of the world to keep me occupied. Who needs visitors when you are constantly working to keep people safe from themselves?” Medivh asked, incredulity thick in his voice.
Khadgar sighed in a long-suffering manner. “I don’t have a choice anyway, do I? I’ll go pack. I assume we’ll be leaving soon?”
“Bah, don’t bother packing. Llane will be more than happy to provide for us.”
“Are you sure? Certainly he has better-”
“If I don’t take anything with me, I can’t leave it behind, now can I? And that way I won’t have to return to get it.”
“Why do you dislike visiting your friends so much?”
“It’s not that I dislike seeing them,” Medivh protested, “so much as I can think of a thousand other things that I could be doing with my time.”
“You know, maybe they’re trying to make you take a vacation.”
Medivh blinked. “What?”
“Like you said, you’re always so busy that maybe taking a few days off away from magic would do you good.”
Medivh frowned. “How can I take a break from magic when it is everywhere?”
“I mean practicing it. Using it. Let other people handle things, if just for a little bit. You’re only human-surely you get tired sometimes.”
‘Only human,’ he says, Medivh through wryly. Although, I am tired of worrying about the world. I don’t need to let my guard down in front of Anduin and Llane, though. That would be…well, the consequences could be disastrous.
…or something I could use to my advantage.
The thought was placed in Medivh’s head and he found himself snapping his fingers, reality warping around them before depositing them just outside Stormwind in Elwynn Forest.
Khadgar stumbled for a moment, which made Medivh’s lips curl up in a cruel smirk.
“Come, then,” Medivh drawled. “It’s not good to keep the King of Stormwind waiting, hm?”
He caught Khadgar giving him a wary look and turned away from him, a familiar darkness pulling at his soul and filling his thoughts as he walked into Stormwind.