Story time is the best time. [open]

[nokosi]

 The last few days (or was it weeks? He hadn't bothered distinguishing one day from the next.) seemed to go by in a flurry of new sights, textures, and plenty of delectable sounds. The number of things that still remained to be examined by a curious touch, or heard by a wobbly ear firmly pressed against it, seemed limitless. And so, his wanderlust

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[tricks_of_trade]

Choline had crept in upon hearing the commotion, stealthed from view due to the low light. She'd been listening to the story with a crooked smile on her face.

This must have been the one that Nehaa was talking about.

"I take it that the War of the Ancients isn't of interest to you."

[nokosi]

His eyes lazily shifted to the person speaking and he raised a balled fist to rub one of them. The bird seemed to pay her no mind, still squatting amidst a 'nest' of violet braids and wayward locks.

"An elf," he said simply, before shaking his head slightly. "No...I wanted to hear about the War of the Sands, but Fontaine complained too much since his 'hero' wasn't a part of that."

[tricks_of_trade]

"The Ancients is a much better story. More explosions and less Fandral Staghelm."

Her eyebrows furrowed and she made a face that was probably one part amusement to two parts don't remind me. "And yes. I am. Surprise."

[nokosi]

"But I actually like that part. Mostly because I remember how Night Elf society is compared to a Human's. And I laugh every time I think of Fandral wearing an apron and cooking breakfast for his son. While singing."

He stretched his limbs out, a smile curling on his lips. "And everyone talks about demons all the time. I'd rather hear about another threat that almost destroyed Azeroth. Again."

[tricks_of_trade]

"I'm going to guess that part's not based on historical accuracy." She smirked, leaning casually against the tree. "I can tell you a story about a threat that almost literally destroyed Azeroth."

Why yes, she was still proud of her having beaten a Titan observer.

[nokosi]

"No. Not really. I just imagine his days were like that (you know, before they killed his son and all), and suddenly Fandral doesn't seem as bad as everyone says he is."

He curled his legs over each other in a pretzel shape then draped his arms over them. The seagull re-adjusted itself in his hair as he leaned forward towards the woman, slightly turning an ear in her direction.

"I'd like that. As long as it doesn't include the Scourge. I don't want to have to smell those again."

[tricks_of_trade]

"Nah." Choline plopped down gracefully beside him. "The Scourge didn't come anywhere near Ulduar. I suppose they had good reason to - it was the prison of an old god.

"And there was this dwarf - a Bronzebeard, with a snappy hat - and for whatever reason he had an innate interest in what the Titans were up to. So we fight our way through these creations; iron giants and the like. Then we find a set of weird metal discs."

She paused here, mostly for effect.

[nokosi]

"Brann Bronzebeard? He's everywhere...I wanted to go on adventures with him. He told me no," he sighed dejectedly. "But my hat was snazzier than his. It's probably why he refused. Anyways," he waved a hand towards her.

"Okay, continue. Old god, right? They always force people to do the craziest things."

[tricks_of_trade]

Choline smirked. "At this point, I think Brann was kind of desperate. Everyone was so worried about the Lich King that they sort of left Ulduar behind, even though crazy Old God stuff was happening,

"That was the purpose of the whole place, all of Ulduar was basically built to imprison this Yogg-Saron fellow. Real nasty piece of work. Started screwing with things in the Storm Peaks. A whole bunch of the Titan watchers went nuts. Loken, Freya, Thorim, Hodir and the other guy. Mimiron. Looked like a crazy gnome.

"The Titans realized that he'd probably try to break out of his prison, so they made some backup plans.

"Or, rather, one backup plan. In the form of a fellow named Algalon."

Choline shifted, finally seeming to relax as she got into her story, and began gesturing toward Nokosi and his animal friends.

"Basically, Algalon was a guy whose job it was to show up and assess Azeroth in the event things went wrong. Azeroth being what it is... of course things went wrong."

[nokosi]

"Someone else that was sent to destroy Azeroth? Wasn't he a few thousand years late to 'work'?" The elf nodded in thought and ran a thumb over a row of earrings, giving an appreciative nod at the sound produced.

"So why didn't the other Old God have a fail-safe like that?" He was hunched forward now, elbows resting on his knees and his ear turned towards her face so he could hear her better. Or just enjoy the sound of another person speaking to him.

[tricks_of_trade]

"That... is a very good question. I think it's because they viewed Yogg as the biggest and baddest of them all. You see, Algalon investigated the planet, found it to be more or less completely corrupted with Old God influence, and decided to nuke it from orbit.

"I agree with his tactic; it was the only way to be sure, but I didn't take so kindly to the idea of having the place destroyed simply on a Titan's say-so."

She shrugged, her ears wobbling slightly. "So we fought him."

[nokosi]

His eyes wandered over the elf's form as she spoke, looking for any baubles, trinkets or other things of interest.

"He fought? He should have just ignored it and gone ahead with his plan. It's not like we'd have been able to reach him in the Great Dark Beyond. But...I guess it gets boring and lonely being in a place like that for so long."

[tricks_of_trade]

She was quite plain; her long green hair was messy, she had a simple stud in her right nostril, and a couple of delicate cuffs on each ear.

Interestingly, she didn't have any sort of ritual face-marking.

"... That's an interesting way of looking at it, I guess. We engaged him, and he fought. He was difficult to beat; we fought him in his element, but in the end we succeeded."

"So he pretty much sent a message back to the Titans, saying "Everything's cool, the planet's got a pretty much excellent defense system already in place to defend the planet." He lectures us a bit about our place in the universe. And then -- he leaves."

She chuckled with mirth. "And you think it's because he was lonely."

[nokosi]

"Well, yes. I wonder how long he'd been there? Thousands of thousands of years?" He began picking through the grass, seemingly looking for something

[tricks_of_trade]

Choline smirked. "You have a point. He said we made him doubt his calculations. Whatever that means."

She plucked a stem of grass and spent a few seconds observing it as though it were an artifact of lore.

"Point being. We fought him and saved the world. Then the dragons came and the world cracked and I came here."

[nokosi]

"Congratulations on saving the world! You know," he shrugged, "back when there was one. I'm sure when everything is normal again Azeroth will be back to its 'damsel in distress' status."

He fell back into the grass with a flurry of chimes and clinks and crossed his legs at the ankle. "Not that I would mind, even with the state it was in. Despite all this new exciting stuff on the ship, It feels odd to me. All fake."