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sometimes you can't make it
Who: Alexstrasza, Krasus/Korialstrasz, and the Redsworn
What: Successful retreat into the Ruby Sanctum
Where: Ruby Sanctum
When: After a long, grueling battle near the borders of Suramar
Warnings: Please PM the mods if any warnings are needed
[The Ruby Sanctum is a flurry of activity. This becomes clear within two seconds of stepping through the portal. The wounded are guided over to a grassy clearing surrounded by saplings and adolescent trees, bade to lay down and receive healing from other dragonkin. Some of the trees are years old, while a few look to have shot up recently. If you watch, vines engulf one fallen warrior; the body sinks into the ground, and a tiny sapling appears in its place.
Despite the war going on outside, the sanctum is less of a cavern and more like a self-contained dimension. Ample sunlight drifts down through scarlet leaves, which are occasionally home to the crimson scales of a whelpling. There is life everywhere: insects on twigs, birds chirping overhead, flowers at your feet. Dragon eggs lay nestled in the nooks and crannies offered by the tranquil forest. There is a decently-sized spring filled with fresh, pure water, as well as some small rocky outcroppings to sleep in. It's warm and comfortable enough to rest out in the open, too.
The cloaked and ever-mysterious Krasus stands watching the dispersing redsworn, his back against the massive oak in the center of the sanctum.
Occasionally, one may glimpse a beautiful red-haired woman with copper skin winding through the copse.]
[ooc: Mingle log for redsworn!]
What: Successful retreat into the Ruby Sanctum
Where: Ruby Sanctum
When: After a long, grueling battle near the borders of Suramar
Warnings: Please PM the mods if any warnings are needed
[The Ruby Sanctum is a flurry of activity. This becomes clear within two seconds of stepping through the portal. The wounded are guided over to a grassy clearing surrounded by saplings and adolescent trees, bade to lay down and receive healing from other dragonkin. Some of the trees are years old, while a few look to have shot up recently. If you watch, vines engulf one fallen warrior; the body sinks into the ground, and a tiny sapling appears in its place.
Despite the war going on outside, the sanctum is less of a cavern and more like a self-contained dimension. Ample sunlight drifts down through scarlet leaves, which are occasionally home to the crimson scales of a whelpling. There is life everywhere: insects on twigs, birds chirping overhead, flowers at your feet. Dragon eggs lay nestled in the nooks and crannies offered by the tranquil forest. There is a decently-sized spring filled with fresh, pure water, as well as some small rocky outcroppings to sleep in. It's warm and comfortable enough to rest out in the open, too.
The cloaked and ever-mysterious Krasus stands watching the dispersing redsworn, his back against the massive oak in the center of the sanctum.
Occasionally, one may glimpse a beautiful red-haired woman with copper skin winding through the copse.]
[ooc: Mingle log for redsworn!]
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I come from Earth, having lived in a large city named Tokyo for the vast majority of my life. [With how... unique... their circumstances are, the names she just dropped probably don't hold any significance.] I don't know how we're all here, though.
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[He shrugs, entirely at ease with the ideas.]
I must admit I've never heard of the land you speak of, though. That isn't to say I doubt you, Azeroth tends to hide places quite well.
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[She's not actually shocked about his ease with that, because she's also the person who went up to Izuna and said something along the lines of 'so uh, yeah, my dad put a demon in my soul, haha parents right- oh yeah and I kinda caused the demon apocalypse'.] You do seem knowledgeable about this world, though. Far more than I am. May I ask something? What do these... different 'Dragonflights' serve?
[She is okay with him not knowing Tokyo... somewhat.] I see... we all seem to come from vastly different worlds, then.
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Ages ago, when the Titans left Azeroth, they chose the five dragonflights as their stewards to protect Kalimdor, and bequeathed upon them a portion of the Titan's power. That created the five Aspects. Alexstraza, the Life-Binder, is the Dragon Queen and leader of the Red flight, whose sanctum we're now in.
[No matter the zeal with which he serves as a Blood Knight, the truth is he had trained to be a scholar and historian much longer.]
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WELL THEN] The five Dragonflights... Titans, like in Greek mythology... [Mumble mumble.] What are the remaining Dragonflights and their aspects?
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She's still linefacing, so her confusion isn't outright obvious.] I... take it that those are the names of the other leaders. [The only one that stuck was 'Deathwing'. Either someone has fucked up parents, or chose themselves a title like that for a reason.]
What do you mean by 'still be alive', though...? Was there a time Alexstraza was not an Aspect?
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[Mar frowns at the cliffs surrounding the Ruby Dragonshrine. If only he had one of his many, many flying mounts, he could simply pop over to the other Dragonshrines and see what's afoot...]
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I assume that a name like 'Deathwing' means it isn't a good state of affairs. [Aspect... people who should be dead, but aren't...?] Perhaps you came from a parallel world... or the future?
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[He shrugs as he speaks, as if this sort of thing is particularly routine. Which it kind of is.]
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she hasn't even read a fucking comic book before]
Meddles with time...? Destroy the timeline? Goodness... that sounds dreadful. [As politely as possible, Amane says 'oh god that's fucked up'.] Are the Infinite Dragonflight involved with the demon invasion?
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[His lax manner towards it either suggests the 'Infinite Dragonflight' is all talk, no action, or it happens a lot. Or he doesn't care. Any of the three.] They seem to pose a potential threat, especially if what you say is true.
[...Wait, hold on a minute.] Were you in the battle that occurred recently? And arrived there in a blur after seeing your world in chaos?
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The Infinite, by the way, want to prevent various events in Azeroth's history to weaken it against the advent of the Burning Legion.
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Wait, but that means... oh, he could've been whisked away from a different Azeroth. But she's not gonna say that now. The fuck even is a quartermaster?]
The Burning Legion... the demons, yes? Then they are our enemies... [Simple enough.] By the way, what's your name? My name is Amane Kuzuryu.
You can call me Amane. [Maybe introduce herself first, then tell him he's in the wrong Azeroth later, if he doesn't figure out.]
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You certainly have a fair collection of titles. It's nice to meet you, Maridian.
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[So a veteran.] Perhaps another time, then. We should get rest now.
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Still, it would be in everyone's best interests. I'll speak to you another time, then.