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Who: Valamia and any Red Dragonsworn
What: A new Draenei appears
Where: The Ruby Sanctum
When: April 12th
Warnings: None although they will be added should they come up

There's a new arrival at the Sanctum today. The new arrival is one very confused looking Draenei. For a moment Valamia stands there, completely lost. Where in the name of all decent things in the universe was she? She shakes her head to clear her head. Trying to figure out where she is would be a good start. It meant there was only one thing to do. Wander around the Sanctum and check it out. Okay so this place looks nothing like any of the places she frequently goes to. That's...not good. Where in the name of all things decent in the universe is she? Her being here must be some sort of mistake. The problem was that she wasn't finding way to remedy the mistake. Of all of the times to get lost it had to be on her way home. Her brows will start to furrow as she keeps trying to find something recognizable. She can't believe she's lost in such a strange place. All the planets in the galaxy to get lost on and she has to do it on what she's pretty sure is still Azeroth.

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Fortunately for Valamia, Vas emerges from the Sanctum portal not long after her arrival. She materializes right behind the elder draenei, and she has just enough presence of mind to stop herself before she ends up with a faceful of hair and horns.

She steps to the side, eyes wide as she realizes that she's no longer the only one among her people on this Azeroth. But it takes her another second to realize who this woman is. As it dawns on her, her jaw drops. "Vala?"

No apology. No greetings. Vas is just left in stunned silence, blinking at her as she tries to process her sudden arrival.

She stops and turns around, staring at Vas in shock. "Vas?" Wait now she's very confused. She was positive she was lost somewhere. How she's lost in the same place Vastania is doesn't seem to make sense. She scratches her cheek and does try to give the other draenei a grin.

"I'm going to take this as a issue that goes beyond magic portal issues." Although she's holding onto the hope that maybe it is something that simple. It would be nice if life could have a mistake that was so simple.

"You could say that, yes," Vas manages, still blinking with shock. What's she supposed to say, "oh, we've only been ripped from our place in time and the Legion is at our doorstep"? 'Portal issues' doesn't even begin to hold a candle to their situation, but it's the least crazy-sounding way to explain the reality of it all.

"There's... there's a lot to explain, Vala," she says, ushering her away from the portal's exit. "And if I try to get to the point here and now, none of it will make any sense."

That's never a good sign. Vala may be a bit disoriented but it's not enough to make her forget the signs of 'the news gets worse'. She eyes Vas as she's ushered along to try and get an idea of how much possibly worse it could be. That or maybe come up with an idea of what else could make the situation worse.

"You might as well try. I can't imagine trying to be going around the subject of whatever is wrong is going to accomplish much." After all the sooner she knows what's wrong the sooner she can try and get home.

Vas leads her toward the Sanctum's central pond, in case anyone else decides to rematerialize at the portal. One close call today is enough for her.

"I'll get there in a moment, but I need to know something first," she says. "Did Aunt Iluutia ever research any of the weird kinds of magic? Things like, I dunno, bending time or forcibly teleporting people?"

She shakes her head at the question. "Absolutely not. Could you picture her ever trying anything like that?" Vala could almost laugh at the mental image though. Iluutia trying to do something like that...or making someone do anything forcibly.

Wait a second. "Only one had something to do with the present situation, right?"

"Morou did," she says, stalling. "Or he said he did, but he could never show me proof. Something about the past already being altered, or something. He got annoyed with me whenever I asked for proof, too. But- I'm going off-topic."

She tries to smile, but it ends up as a lopsided, dismayed sort of expression. "This is the Ruby Sanctum, where the Red dragons live. And their magic is more powerful than my brother could ever have imagined. Powerful enough to take us back in time, among other things."

Vala shakes her head. She doesn't outright say that what she said is nonsense although she's fairly certain the look of disbelief shows it for her. She wonders for a moment if she should check Vas for a fever. Maybe make sure she hadn't had a drink or two too many.

"Uh-huh, because they have great reasons to do something like that." She doesn't repress or hide the sarcasm. She isn't sure she can truly believe anything like that.

"... I told you it wouldn't make sense," she says, sighing. "I've yet to hear exactly why they needed us, but this is what Krasus told me."

It still sounds ridiculous, even as she says it. "Apparently they're powerful enough to summon up people from worlds besides Azeroth, too."

Now she does reach over and places her hand on Vas's forehead. She doesn't feel like she's running a fever and she doesn't look sick. Her hand falls back to her side. She isn't sure what is going on with her and where they are. Although she does look around the place. It could pass as a sort of dragon sanctum.

"Again, the great reasoning behind anything like this would be...?" Hopefully something beyond another 'Azeroth is facing a disaster'.

Vas scowls as Vala takes her temperature. Does she really think that she's sick? Not that it wouldn't make a bit more sense if she was, really. She shakes her head and rolls her eyes, pretending to be more offended than she actually is.

"They brought us here to fight off the Legion," she says as she folds her arms across her chest. "You know, to the time when the Legion first came to Azeroth."

"Why would they bother doing this?" She snaps that almost instantly. It isn't meant as a way to get at Vas, she wouldn't do that to her. It concerns her though. She knows Vas has no reason to lie to her and the surprise did seem pretty genuine.

"Didn't they handle the Legion without doing this?"

Vas shrugs. "If I knew, I would tell you. As it is, I've hardly heard a thing from Krasus or Alexstrasza since I arrived."

"We're supposed to stay here too? No portal or anything to get back home? No way to even contact home?" Vala folds her arms again. She's still hoping that there's some sliver of hope.

Oh. No, she can't be- "Lunora..."

She strokes a tendril as she looks away from Vala. "She's a smart girl. She knows to go find Iluutia."

It's a good thing Vas knows her so well. However it does little to ease her concerns. "She's still a child. How long do you think it will take before she goes to see Iluutia?" She shuts her eyes and slowly exhales. There's only a thousand concerns running through her head at the moment.

"What am I supposed to do if she believes I've abandoned her?"

Vas is silent for a long time. What would she do, if she was her adoptive niece? Would she really believe that Vala had up and left her?

"I don't know," she says, slowly. "But I believe that she'd find Iluutia as quickly as she could."

She opens her mouth to respond in frustration. She shuts it the moment she realizes what she wants to say is nothing good. Her shoulders sag and she lowers her head.

"Vas, she's my little girl. I can't-" be stuck fighting in a war with the Legion, is what she wants to say. It's much more then that. She can't handle the idea of her daughter thinking she's abandoned her either.

There's really nothing she can say to that. Nothing. She's not a mother, even an adoptive one to an orphan. She's barely even an aunt to the girl, what with her missions that take her so far from the Isles.

Instead she goes to Vala and wraps her arms around her in a hug. Really, what else can she do?

Vala stands there silently. She isn't sure what she should be doing. Should she be trying to find a way back? Trying to find some way to contact her? Maybe there was nothing she could do. She didn't know. She didn't know and it was more and more worrying.

Even with her mind rushing to figure out how to handle everything, she slowly wraps her arms around the other. A hug isn't going to give her her daughter back but it's better then nothing.

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