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[swornanoath]

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written;

[baillonner]

What threats?

dictated, but feel free to continue writing!

[swornanoath]

[There's a mirthless laugh, almost more of a scoff that escapes her lips.]

I will forgive your ignorance and assume you are new to the castle. There are many threats that others seem content in simply ignoring until they strike. For instance, a threat from my own world, Arthas Menethil. He holds the power to raise undead to do his bidding, and to steal the souls of the living with his blade.

She can't do anything but that :'( ;

[baillonner]

[ That's ...mildly disconcerting; Chane hadn't heard anything like that before. She's not surprised at the macabre nature of those abilities, but they were certainly one the immortals weren't capable of at home, at least not that she could tell.

She'll ignore the tone in Vereesa's voice for now, because she feels as if she's inconveniencing her anyway! She wondered if cults formed at this place for individuals like the one this girl mentioned above. Witch hunts. People must have wanted that power... ]

Has he used this power here?

sadness!

[swornanoath]

Not nearly to the potential that he can, which is the alarming part. He has also allied himself with a rather dangerous being from another world. Though she carries the guise of a small girl, she can grow to immeasurable heights as a wretched, unnatural beast.

:'>

[save_the_souls]

[he didn't quite hear her angry rant, but he's walking outside when he sees the hippogryph. Oh mai it's so]

Wow...

1/2

[swornanoath]

[She knows the sound of admiration when she hears it. It is a quite remarkable beast, worthy of the attention it receives. And since she received it for Winter Veil, it has yet to disappoint her, expressing the utmost loyalty.

She turns a head to the onlooker, certainly not wanting to miss an opportunity to brag--]

ALLEN FORGIVE HER WHEN THIS IS OVER OKAY

[swornanoath]

[But her eyes narrow when she sees who it is. Loyal he may be, she knew what he truly was, and how much of a threat that made him.

She will glare but a second longer before turning away from him.]

Allen.

HE WILL ;;

[save_the_souls]

[whoa that was surprising]

Hello Vereesa.

...Is everything all right? [maybe she's just upset about something...]

[oftheforsaken]

[Sister,

Why are you so upset? DID YOU READ A SCARY NOVEL?]

[swornanoath]

[Yes. It was entitled 'SYLVANAS WINDRUNNER THE HIDEOUS BANSHEE'.

Oh sister, what have they done to you? You used to be perfect. Now you're just dead.]

[oftheforsaken]

[Not 'SYLVANAS WINDRUNNER, THE HIDEOUS BANSHEE QUEEN'?! /SCREAAAMS

Yes. I am dead. I am dead and I bet I'm also dead to yoooouuu!]

[swornanoath]

[QUEEN OF YOUR OWN MIND, PERHAPS.

It is easier to think you dead than the monstrosity you've become. I do miss you, though.]

[liadrin]

We're all dealing with frustration, Lady Windrunner. [Guess who's behind you? This elf. Sup.] But that is no reason to act this way.

[swornanoath]

[Yep, she hears that voice, and it only causes her to tense and fall still. Her teeth grind together as she tries to remain calm in the presence of such a painful reminder of what became of the weaker elves.]

I fail to see why, Liadrin. After all, is it not true?

[liadrin]

It is not true, but I refuse to speak of what happened that day, as it is over and done with; no good would come of it.

[swornanoath]

[She scoffs.]

How very like your kind to disregard the past.

[regulare]

[ IS OUTSIDE, walking ferrin, cause mabari's need walking and attention and all that other stuff, when he hears this....

VEREESA HE THOUGHT YOU WERE COOL. ]

I hope you just woke up on the wrong side of the bed.

[swornanoath]

[Who's that? Oh, it's only Alistair. Perhaps one of the more tolerable humans she's encountered.]

I am merely frustrated, Alistair. Understandably so, given the circumstances.

[regulare]

[ ferrin's gonna stealthy trot over to inspect that hippogryph man while they talk, while alistair continues to feel rather... unsure. ]

Did someone leave a half chewed rabbit in your room? [ there is a disgruntled snort from the mabari at alistair's attempt at a joke--he's gotten lighten the mood somehow! ]

[swornanoath]

[She raises a long eyebrow at him a moment.]

Was that your attempt at humor? How endearing.