King Anduin Wrynn (
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exsilium2013-04-18 08:47 pm
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Entry tags:
- maria thorpe (assassin's creed),
- tony stark (marvel 199999),
- ✝ anders [dragon age],
- ✝ anduin wrynn (world of warcraft),
- ✝ belthazar spellscry (original),
- ✝ gwendolyn (odin sphere),
- ✝ kratos aurion [tales of symphonia],
- ✝ peter gaudin (original),
- ✝ remy lebeau (marvel 616),
- ✝ thassarian (world of warcraft)
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[Anduin's voice is once more quiet and lightly tinged with a well-composed disappointment. He had perhaps been a bit too-focused on finding a sembalnce of normalcy lately, and now...]
May Aunt Jaina find peace ...or at the very least the strength to ...get herself through what is to come.
[Because he knows what lies ahead for the departed Mage and feels nothing but sadness for it. More than the loneliness of an empty home, more than his homesickness and desire to see his father once more - this is still perhaps worse. The knowledge of what lay ahead for Jaina very soon now that she had gone home was heartbreaking. He sighs softly, the weariness creeping into his tone.]
Ah- tell me, what do you do when you have trouble sleeping?
May Aunt Jaina find peace ...or at the very least the strength to ...get herself through what is to come.
[Because he knows what lies ahead for the departed Mage and feels nothing but sadness for it. More than the loneliness of an empty home, more than his homesickness and desire to see his father once more - this is still perhaps worse. The knowledge of what lay ahead for Jaina very soon now that she had gone home was heartbreaking. He sighs softly, the weariness creeping into his tone.]
Ah- tell me, what do you do when you have trouble sleeping?
Video;
[I mean you could sorta maybe rainwatch here ...but that's not quite the same thing.
He smiles to see Gwendolyn again, as much as he can.]
Have you been well?
Video;
[ Gwendolyn smiles briefly, distant fondness evident. It does not hurt so much, now, to think of Griselda. And she had been so much younger then.
Rain can be very soothing to listen to! Perhaps he should open a window and let it drum him to sleep... ]
As well as can be expected. Though I fear I grow rusty, and not just from the rain - tis not the sort of war I anticipated fighting in. [ Or not fighting, as the case may be. ]
And you?
Video;
[He smiles in return, bowing his head in thought. The rain at least is a steady sound - he may just attempt listening to it in lieu of counting stars.]