Arthas Menethil receives [Soul Shard] x1

[northrend]

[For anyone that happens to be looking at the network when it comes back online, they will find not a familiar face (at least not for most). The will find a very large man, clad in battleworn dreadplate, made of a metal only a few would recognize, particularly if they've consorted with Koltira Deathweaver in any fashion. His hair is ghost white an wispy, face skeletal and skin pale.

The most striking feature is his glowing blue eyes, just a hint of stark green behind them, which is most noticeable when he turns his gaze to the camera, large gloved hand still reaching for the communicator, as if he just finished how to figure it out. Briefly, his expression narrows and he shifts to one knee, which allows the view of Frostmourne in his other hand beside him. He then looks up as there is noise of someone approaching offscreen. A devilish, predatory smirk replaces the previous grim expression for a moment before he looks back down at the screen, the expression smoothing to something almost friendly.]

Rumor has it you're all just dying for a breath of fresh air. I have ways of fixing that.

Comments

permavideo;

[andfutureking]

[ the driest of voices ]

How generous of you.

permavideo;

[northrend]

Yes, I thought so as well.

[andfutureking]

You efforts are admirable, but perhaps next time you should be a bit less vague in your intimidation techniques. I am afraid it will still manage to fly over the heads of some of your audience, as it stands.

[northrend]

Perhaps, but you might find that I care not for strength of mind. A daft body is still a body, is it not?

[andfutureking]

And a body count is all you care for?

[northrend]

That is all I need.

[andfutureking]

For what purpose?

[northrend]

You will know soon enough.

[Can't give away all of his secrets, even if it really isn't a secret.]

[andfutureking]

Mm. Well. I have seen enough genocide in my time. I do not care to let it happen again.

[northrend]

You're welcome to rise against me, if you are truly so foolish to try.

[andfutureking]

I have risen against cosmic entities and so-called gods. I will not baulk at the sight of you.

[northrend]

We'll see if your confidence sticks.