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but there never seems to be enough time
Who: Nozdormu, Lanadormi, and the Bronzesworn
What: Successful retreat into the Bronze Sanctum
Where: Bronze Sanctum
When: After a long, grueling battle near the borders of Suramar
Warnings: Please PM the mods if any warnings are needed
[While normally the Bronze Sanctum is lit up for those who reside within it, today there's a gentle breeze that blows softly throughout it. Unusually refreshing for those who may need it while the sands themselves seem to blow away from the injured.
The wounded (dragons and anyone else who may need it) are near ruins where foliage flickers in and out as if it's there, then not there the next second. An illusion or something else? The hourglass nearby seems to tick by slower and slower. Should anyone approach, they just might feel as if every part of their body has slowed down immensely, yet the few designated healers don't seem to be affected in the slightest.
Lanadormi herself seems to be doing everything at once. One second she may be giving instructions and the next she's at the other side of the sanctum tending to another matter. Whatever it is she's doing, it appears the normal law of time doesn't apply to her.
Near the lake is a man who seems disinterested in the current events, focused intently on his reflection in the water instead.]
[ooc: Mingle log for bronzesworn!]
What: Successful retreat into the Bronze Sanctum
Where: Bronze Sanctum
When: After a long, grueling battle near the borders of Suramar
Warnings: Please PM the mods if any warnings are needed
[While normally the Bronze Sanctum is lit up for those who reside within it, today there's a gentle breeze that blows softly throughout it. Unusually refreshing for those who may need it while the sands themselves seem to blow away from the injured.
The wounded (dragons and anyone else who may need it) are near ruins where foliage flickers in and out as if it's there, then not there the next second. An illusion or something else? The hourglass nearby seems to tick by slower and slower. Should anyone approach, they just might feel as if every part of their body has slowed down immensely, yet the few designated healers don't seem to be affected in the slightest.
Lanadormi herself seems to be doing everything at once. One second she may be giving instructions and the next she's at the other side of the sanctum tending to another matter. Whatever it is she's doing, it appears the normal law of time doesn't apply to her.
Near the lake is a man who seems disinterested in the current events, focused intently on his reflection in the water instead.]
[ooc: Mingle log for bronzesworn!]
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[ He's hoping no one else will take note of him. Here he's an "ordinary looking" mortal with brightly lit eyes, nothing more. ]
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Yes, Timeless One. We have suffered some casualties, but the champions are safe.
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[ His gaze is elsewhere momentarily, then it returns. ]
There isss only four? [ Daughter, he's disappointed. ]
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It seems the majority have been brought beneath the Life-binder's care. [She can deal with the disappointment. They've always worked behind the scenes. Let the reds take the blows, there's more of them.]
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[ Back to the lake his gaze returns, staring deep into the still water without blinking once. ]
We will just have to make our blowsss hit the hardessst when the time comes. Outfit our championsss with whatever it isss they need. Prepare them for what their future holdsss.
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[She pauses.]
... Father, do you need assistance?
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Be well. [And she flits off to do more errands.]