Oh look, another one
[The Lich King does not appear to approve of whatever sorcery has placed him in the Caverns of Time against his will. However, he is the Lich King, so he won't be moving for much. Frostmourne is poised to strike, which is the only real indicator of his foul mood, save for the deepened reverb to his already haunting overtones and the frost-coated glare embedded inside that helmet of his.]
Bronze flight, you are bold indeed to summon me here. Since you've shown bravado enough for that much, perhaps you will come and face me now.
[He doesn't give much time for answer. The runes along Frostmourne glow dangerously, frost slowly snaking its way up the blade.]
No? Are you prepared to damn your entire flight, Chronormu? Are you prepared to claim responsibility for the rest of the mortals you've endangered?
Come. To me, coward!
[OOC: I'm apping this one to a game, so any concrit at all is most appreciated. Praise, hate, flames, whatever. Please hit me as hard as you can.]
Bronze flight, you are bold indeed to summon me here. Since you've shown bravado enough for that much, perhaps you will come and face me now.
[He doesn't give much time for answer. The runes along Frostmourne glow dangerously, frost slowly snaking its way up the blade.]
No? Are you prepared to damn your entire flight, Chronormu? Are you prepared to claim responsibility for the rest of the mortals you've endangered?
Come. To me, coward!
[OOC: I'm apping this one to a game, so any concrit at all is most appreciated. Praise, hate, flames, whatever. Please hit me as hard as you can.]