sometimes you can't make it

[modforged]

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!]

Comments

[bloodpainter]

"That's true... you have to study any purrey fur a while befur you pounce if you plan to take it down."

The metaphor is remarkably predatory in nature, but it works for her. Her concern is starting to shift into a more thoughtful attitude.

"But befur I start figuring them out, I think I have to purractice my own powers. These things you dragons gave me are amazing, but they won't help much if I can't use them right."

[lifeforged]

"Oh?"

Alexstrasza herself isn't all that familiar with the chances that occurred within her champions as they arrived in Azeroth so she gives a thoughtful pause to think it over.

"Once you have gained enough confidence, you could learn more by practicing against them."

[bloodpainter]

"I intend to!"

Her grin returns, a bit feral this time, her pointed teeth showing.

"Once I figure this all out I should be able to do at least something. Is our goal just to hunt down and destroy all the demons we can find then?"

[lifeforged]

"It is one of the many goals we will have lined out for everyone." Including her children. "For now, we only wish for you to improve on your strength so that harm never comes to you."

Hopefully she is able to do that much.

[bloodpainter]

Oddly, Nepeta deflates at Alexstrasza's second statement, drooping a bit and looking almost depressed.

"I don't think that's really possible. Even the strongest can get hurt or die. Not that I'm not going to try!" She hastens to add that last part. "I'll fight as hard as I can. Just... I don't think we should hope fur the impossible."

[lifeforged]

Her words sadden her, but they are the truth. Who is she to deny the inevitable reality that they will end up hurt?

"Even if you end up hurt, we will take care of you."

[bloodpainter]

"Thank you." Her smile returns a bit at that, though a bit less vibrant than before. "It's not really myself I'm worried about, but... well I guess the people I am worried about aren't here with me, so it's kind of silly, isn't it?"

She laughs weakly at herself and rubs the back of her head. "Um... so is it just us here, then? Are others going to be coming maybe?"