[The fact that he remembered very well the events surrounding Garrosh's trial and Wrathion's hand in it meant he should have held a degree of anger, or indignation at the black dragon. But at the moment he certainly...was grateful.
Perhaps time had tempered the former prince in a way that only made him hold closer that which he once considered precious. It was true that he had wondered where the young black dragon had gotten himself off to, but he...couldn't have ever envisioned that Wrathion could show up at a time like this.
Of course, he'd always surmised that Wrathion was somewhere, bidding his time...Watching and scheming as he so often did once, in that Tavern in the Mists beneath the Veiled Stair so long ago...They hadn't always agreed on many things, but Anduin remembered well everything, despite the handful of years that it had been.]
Discussion elsewhere. If you please.
[He got out, the inflection in his voice indicating he would much rather be somewhere he didn't feel so vulnerable or embarrassed, let alone...well. In this particular situation.]
it's ok! i figured no one plays wow/knows what it is on dw anymore so this is a treat
Perhaps time had tempered the former prince in a way that only made him hold closer that which he once considered precious. It was true that he had wondered where the young black dragon had gotten himself off to, but he...couldn't have ever envisioned that Wrathion could show up at a time like this.
Of course, he'd always surmised that Wrathion was somewhere, bidding his time...Watching and scheming as he so often did once, in that Tavern in the Mists beneath the Veiled Stair so long ago...They hadn't always agreed on many things, but Anduin remembered well everything, despite the handful of years that it had been.]
Discussion elsewhere. If you please.
[He got out, the inflection in his voice indicating he would much rather be somewhere he didn't feel so vulnerable or embarrassed, let alone...well. In this particular situation.]