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Greetings, everyone.

[The voice is one of a young man, and one who seems rather calm about his situation, or at least, is attempting to remain calm. He seems to have a careful sort of control over his emotions at the moment at the least. The boy is quiet at first, as if trying to remember just what he wanted to say, or perhaps just how to say it correctly.]

I pray that someone who hears this can assist me. I've been properly debriefed, as it was, but the personal insight of others would be far more desirable for this situation. If I am to remain here and help, then that seems to be the place to start. It was perhaps not the most ...convenient of times, but if assistance is needed and I can provide it, then I will.

[He drops into silence with a quiet sigh, letting it build for a short while, as if waiting. When he does speak again his voice is warm once more, the calm returning.]

Introductions are in order, I believe. Hello, my name is Anduin. Anduin Wrynn...

[He debated offering his title for a moment and for those potentially native to Azeroth it shows in how he trailed off. Something lingered in the final words but went unsaid. After a moment he picks up that slack with a moderately cheerful and patient voice.]

It would be my pleasure to meet you all as well.

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I'll see you there, then. Make sure you have an umbrella.

[He actually doesn't bring one with him, though, just using his hood and a bit of magic instead. He doesn't mind the rain, although he has been missing the sun a bit since coming here. Anyway, he knows his way around by now and arrives at the library's entrance quickly.]

[It takes a bit of time to get an umbrella, but once he has procured and equipped one [umbrella], he's heading out. It's a bit of a walk, mostly due to the human trying nto to get lost (and getting a bit lost anyway), but finally he makes it to the library, peering around uncertainly as he looks for Medan.]

[Fortunately he's not too hard to spot. Not a lot of green dudes around here, even with all the strange Transports being brought in by the Initiative. Anduin blends in a little more, but after squinting for a moment, he's reasonably sure.]

Your Highness?

[He turns, spotting the green figure immediately. Abruptly, Anduin's face lights up and he gives a nod, making his way towards him to give a small, quick bow of respect.]

It's been some time, hasn't it?

[Oh hi! Oh crap! He should've bowed first probably! Hurriedly he does so, smiling sheepishly. And yep, Anduin has definitely grown older. Taller, too.] I guess it has.

[....he moves closer and straightens up a bit to see who's taller.

Ok, he's still got like an inch on him. Good. :D]

[Med'an doesn't look as if he's aged a bit and for a moment Anduin is flooded with memories of their meeting, simply gazing at the other thoughtfully. As he moved closer though the ice broke once more and he grinned.]

You look exactly the same as you did back then.

[He laughs a little, grinning back.]

You look completely different. How have you been? How has Azeroth been? [on one hand hes not sure if he should know about the future, but on the other, how can he not ask :|b ]

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It's been a few years since then, I imagine I would have grown up just a bit.

[He shares in the laugh just a bit before slipping into an easy smile. A smile that fades just a bit at Med'ans question.]

...Tempestuous, my friend, to say the least.

["Tempestuous", huh. That's a big word. He tries to remember the little he's heard about his future.]

W - Thrall told me that Deathwing had returned. Has that happened, for you?

[Also, a glance towards the door, then back to the prince with a little smile.] Should we...walk while we talk?

It was, and he was eventually defeated. Azeroth was still recovering when...

[He pauses for just a moment before continuing. If for nothing else than respect for how many lost their lives to Deathwing's rage and those who already fell in Pandaria]

Pandaria was discovered and there is conflict there now. The Alliance and the Horde continue to be at war with one another, and Garrosh- needs to be stopped. They all need to stop trying to kill one another.

[Lots of information to take in. Pandaria sounds exciting - buuuuut the rest of it doesn't. He's quiet for a moment.]

So many people think that killing is the only answer. I'd been hoping, after everything with the Lich King...

[He trails off. Obviously that didn't happen.]

...what is Garrosh like? I didn't even really know Grom Hellscream had a son...

He's...

[He pauses for a moment, and if Med'an is paying attention, he might notice the way Anduin averts his eyes, rubbing a hand over his shoulder. The memory of that night, of that bell toppling down on him is a fresh one.]

He is mad.

[He doesn't really know what happened, but he can tell when something's wrong. The details aren't important. He reaches out to put a comforting hand on Anduin's free shoulder.]

It'll take me a few years to catch up, but when I do...we'll stop him. [BY THE POWER OF CUTE TEENAGERS OF AZEROTH!]

[He glanced up as he felt the weight of the hand, giving Med'an a small smile.]

Yes, I am positive that he will be stopped. And I am glad to finally be able to call you friend.

[Oh they are super cute aren't they. Yay, Anduin is his friend. :3 LEt's talk about nice things.]

Have you seen Pandaria? I met one of the Pandarens here, but I didn't get to ask her much.

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