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THRALL

COURT Unseelie
TITLE Waywarden
OCCUPATION Warchief, Elemental Babysitter
ABLE TO FAST-TRAVEL No.
RESIDENCE IN 2,701 Ta'ri Trading Post, Azure
RESIDENCE IN 2,702 Caer Scima (fairly nice quarters), Ta'ri Trading Post

MAJOR EVENTS

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What it says on the tin. [ ✖ ]

HIGHLIGHT
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PLANS
Thrall needs a network, so he will be reaching out to people on all sides. Those with information will interest him greatly. He may do his best to smooth over anti-shardbearer sentiment but there are no solid plans to get him involved with that yet. He is slowly heading in a more neutral direction as he despises war, and to that end, he will also be shielding/protecting children, refugees, and other non-combatants. Much of his energy will be devoted to healing the damage the war has wrought and communing with spirits.

SUMMARY OF KNOWN DETAILS
Thrall will have his own spot of land to outfit and strengthen as he pleases. This new base will act as a great place of operations for him, and a good place to stop since it's basically right in the middle of the map. Nice.

TIMELINE OF EVENTS

SPRING IN 2,701 (Mar, Apr, May)

MARCH - Thrall helps with unfreezing the Roc's frozen rampage. BOON EVENT
MARCH - Thrall helps out in Azure, meets Wan.
MARCH - Waver hands over the keys to the old Barrel.
MARCH - Rin calls Thrall up on da phone and tells him to get his ass down here.
MARCH - Thrall helps Rin & the Barrel (2) with healing some damage down south, helps with her garden.
APRIL - Shardbearers hear harps in their dreams, can smash it to make it stop. BOON EVENT
APRIL - Waver comes by.
APRIL - Saber comes by.
MAY - Fairy rings and lockets stop working. Monarchs disappear. Thrall goes golden swan hunting.
MAY - Swan hunting w/ Diarmuid.
MAY - Javik comes by the TTP.

SUMMER IN 2,701 (Jun, Jul, Aug)

JUNE - Treun festival. Thrall will watch, but he won't participate in the melee unless needed. He bothers Hiro though because gambling is bad.
JUNE - Thrall and Lia have a friendly duel.
JULY - Anti-shardbearer sentiment in Daonna. Thrall will strengthen security around his post just in case. Thrall takes Hiro on a ride around the neutral lands, surveying the damage the Jabberwhelp caused. Attempts to heal the earth will happen. They may or may not be successful.
AUGUST - Forest golems go crazy. Festival of Light happens in Leathann. Thrall isn't going.
AUGUST - Wan comes by TTP, asks for help with the golems. Thrall talks to the spirits and helps some of them feel better.
AUGUST - Connor comes by TTP.

FALL IN 2,701 (Sept, Oct, Nov)

SEPTEMBER - Suddenly language barriers everywhere! Thrall speaks Common and Orcish and orcs are natural polyglots so this should be fun.
LATE SEPTEMBER - Brewfest? a.k.a. the Treun wreath festival. Maybe Thrall can get some imports for his pals.
LATE OCTOBER- Samhain! Sun does not rise; characters can go wherever they please; Black Shuck makes another appearance; giant party on the Cathraon. Thrall is going to the party with Vol'jin and he'll be dressed up as a dwarf because that's fucking hilarious, is what it is.
NOVEMBER - Some kind of prison break from Leathann. Thrall watches.

WINTER IN 2,701/2,702 (Dec, Jan, Feb)

LATE DECEMBER- Thrall will dress up as Greatfather Winter for Yule and give presents to the kids. Also both courts are trying to catch the White Hart.
JANUARY - Caer Scima is finally rebuilt, but Thrall does not return.
FEBRUARY - Something like Children's Week in Parrais. Several notable artists found murdered. Thrall is perturbed and wonders if it's tied to anti-shardbearer sentiment, but maybe not.

SPRING IN 2,702 (Mar, Apr)

MARCH - The dead rise again! Thrall will have no problems cutting down skeletons. He's dealt with the Scourge before.
APRIL - Imps and fairies both go missing?

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Think you'll ever get to see her here? [He's mostly curious if Thrall thinks the monarchs would allow it.] I think I'd like to meet her if she did show up.

I will ask the monarchs if I get the opportunity. [He's glad Hiro would like to meet his wolf. After all, Thrall looks a bit like her in his own wolf form.] I will warn you, though... she will lick your nose off if you let her.

As long as we're speaking figuratively and not literally, I'm cool with that. [He might be more of a cat person, but he can appreciate it.]

So...how fast can you move as a wolf? [Show him. Do the thing, Thrall. Let's go on an adventure.]

Figuratively. Though my nose is very small, that is not the reason.

[Thrall no.]

I can move a bit faster than a human can run. Shall we?

[He doesn't wait for an answer. He shifts right before Hiro's eyes. It's not quite like all those nasty werewolf shows. His image blurs for a moment and then... there he is, a huge white wolf with blue eyes.

He's approximately the size Snowsong would be, if she were here. So very large. And very fluffy.]

[It's almost like he blinks and Thrall's changed before his eyes and he actually stares for a moment as he figures out that yes, in fact, this humongous wolf is his friend.]

...whoa. [Give him a brief moment's pause as he stares...and approaches to pat wolf-Thrall's nose.] Dude. You look sick. [But the large grin on his face should but enough to get the message across that that's a good thing.] So...what? On your back?

[Thrall kneels down a bit so that Hiro can climb onto his back just behind his shoulders. He gestures with his big head. Yes, silly, get on my back. The ruff of his neck ought to serve as a good place to hold onto.]

[There's a hesitation, if only because...man, this is sort of why he doesn't want to try the horse thing. It's still an animal that's really tall and him that's gotta balance really well.

But...it's Thrall. He trusts Thrall enough so there's a deep breath before he jumps, climbing his way up onto the wolf's back and settling. Backpack still strapped to him, small hands weave into fur at the ruff of the neck for holding before he leans forward with a fake-confident smirk.]

Let's go.

[Thrall's ear flicks in response. As long as Hiro is holding on, Thrall can adjust himself to be as comfortable a mount as possible. Granted, he... hasn't done this before, so the first couple steps are a little wobbly. He has to resist the urge to shake himself like a dog.

He manages, though, and lopes along at a good pace to make sure everything is settled.

And then he breaks into a run. It's a smooth run, but it's a run nonetheless. Gray wolves can run 37 miles per hour. Direwolves are sure to be about 45.]

[The unsteadiness of Thrall's first few steps have Hiro instantly panicking a bit, heels digging into the wolf-body and hands tightening over fur. This is fine. This is okay. He's used to something more solid though, like Baymax and highly powerful magnets.

But eventually they settle. Eventually they settle and once Thrall starts picking up pace Hiro relaxes. When Thrall breaks into a run? Well.

That sure is a yell of victory and Hiro leaning forward. He'd say it's to keep the wind out of his face. It's more pretending he's a speed demon. Let him have little pleasures in life, he's still a kid and he's a kid who actually loves going pretty fast. He looks up briefly to see where they're going but it's clear that he's much more relaxed. Good job, Thrall-wolf.

It's a question of how far he can travel this way but Hiro doesn't think to ask. He's not even sure Thrall could hear him if he did. But he knows he'll know soon enough.]

[Thrall could totally hear him. His hearing is still excellent as a wolf. But he, too, is currently lost in that feeling of freedom and escape. Aside from his jog to the Station, Thrall hasn't had many opportunities to run free. There's nothing like it. The wind in his fur, the air making his barrel-chest swell, his paws hitting the dirt one after another-- it's amazing.

Thrall slows down a few minutes later so he's not full out sprinting. He can run a while but then he'd fall over. So have a trot instead.

He brings Hiro to the edge of the rotting wound the Jabberwock left behind, and begins sniffing and poking at it to see what his senses tell him.]

[He loves Baymax. He really does. He misses his best friend like burning pretty much every time he's awake...but this is definitely also one of the coolest things he's ever done. Nothing will ever compare to flying over the city with the robot, but the fact that this is just second nature for Thrall says a lot, too. Amazing's a good word for it, and he may already be getting some inkling of bright ideas but nothing he'll say out loud yet.

Once they're moving at a slower pace, Hiro's sitting up and resting his hands on Thrall's head to get a better look as the wolf sniffs around.]

...man. For a baby, she did a ton of damage here. You think we'll be able to really help fix it up?

[Thrall leans into the touch on his head, surreptitiously trying to get Hiro to scratch his ears. There's dust in them, okay. And, you know, after a while he forgets what's wolf and what's him.

He tries to say yes, but talking as a wolf is... a thing. So instead he kinda goes--]

Wooooor.

[Okay.]

[Weirdly enough, he gets what that's supposed to mean. And he recognizes the universal animal movement for "pet me!" and so a small hand moves to scratch at his scalp right behind his ears.

Later on, Thrall may notice that Hiro's a little more comfortable around animals than he is around people, but that's something to dwell on later. He's getting better at least.] Okay. [He's sliding a bit to try and peer into the wolf's face.]

How can we do this?

[Thrall-wolf pants a bit at the scritching. When he feels he's had enough-- and Hiro is waiting for an answer-- he shakes himself a bit, then kneels down so that Hiro can slide off.

He'll have to be an orc for this.]

[He's apparently very good at animal languages because once Thrall-wolf ducks Hiro's sliding off of his back and landing on the ground. He just grins, waving a hand.]

Go ahead. Do your thing.

[He shakes himself off not unlike a dog. His fur blurs a little, and then he gets up off the ground-- this time as a modern-clothed orc.]

It looks worse than I imagined, [he murmurs, nudging some of the blackened ground with his foot.]

Cool...[Don't mind him, he's just staring in a tiny bit of awe here. But that's besides the point. He's just going to step in closer to take a better look himself.]

Still salvageable though?

[Thrall kneels down again, this time out of reverence, and closes his eyes. He looks very out of place on his knees but his relatively peaceful expression says otherwise. He places his large green hands flat on the dirt, fingers sinking in.]

Haaah... yes, [he murmurs. He sounds distant.]

There is still life here.

[The first thing Hiro takes note of is the fact that at least while he's on his knees he doesn't have to crane his neck so far back to look at Thrall. The second and more important thing though is the way he's connecting with the earth and Hiro chooses to stay silent as he waits for the verdict. He can't exactly communicate with spirits. Who knows what they'll have to say?]

But it's hurt. [It's a concept he's familiar with and he looks at his hands briefly like they've betrayed him. Stupid beginning healing magic. First aid isn't going to help the earth. How is he supposed to heal it?] What can we do to fix this?

[Thrall opens his eyes and looks at Hiro. He can see the doubt.]

The seeds below the ground cannot sprout because there is nothing to nourish them. Healing magic will revive the plants beneath us, and it should counteract whatever corruption is in the soil.

It will drain us, certainly, but it should work.

[It's a rare occurrence, the doubt. Hiro is usually fairly confident in his abilities but this time working with something he's still not entirely familiar with? Yes. He's hesitant. Thrall's words soothe him a little though and he looks up to face him again.]

So we're just helping to remove the blockage so the earth can start repairing itself. [He looks at his hands, a small glow forming as he concentrates magic in his hands.] It'll be worth it though if that means restoring things to the way they were.

[He slips his bag off of his shoulder then, dropping it somewhere out of the way but within eyesight before he drops to the dirt next to Thrall also on his knees. He holds his hands above the soil, not sure what he should be feeling or even looking for.]

How do we start?

Exactly. [Hiro is so smart, and Thrall is glad for it. He never has to explain things more than once to the kid. He's good. And he'll be able to teach Thrall a few more things before they're done, he's sure.] It's like when a wildfire demolishes a hillside. The old growth dies and makes way for the new, and it grows better. Death is a necessary part of life.

Even this... poison... has its place. I would argue it is not here and now, but we will manage.

[Enough talking. He crosses his legs beneath him, sitting solidly on the blackened ground. He pats the dirt in front of him.]

Sit across from me. Circles work best for channeling. I will lead and direct the energy into the ground between us, and then we will see what happens. [He's pretty sure they'll be able to do it. This exercise is just as much an experiment as it is discipline and training for Hiro.]

The circle of life. Yeah, I know. [There's a small grin to show Thrall that he's not blowing him off but he does, in fact, understand. That smile's a little muted though if only because death is still a touchy subject...but he's not delving into that right now.

He's crawling to the other side of their patch, mimicking Thrall's movements and dropping down to settle in the dirt even as he dubiously pokes at the dirt.]

Okay. So...it's just sort of volleying the energy and keeping it flowing without breaking the cycle. [He seems to think he understands, but this isn't something he's ever done before. He's ready to listen to everything Thrall has to say here.] Let's try it.

[Thrall tilts his head a little, sensing something more beyond that remark, but he doesn't press. He knows Hiro will come to him in time-- or, rather, he hopes he will.]

You've got it.

[He holds his hands out, palms up.]

Place your hands on mine. Now... close your eyes. [He speaks slowly, calmly, his voice deep and warm.] Feel the ground beneath you. See it in your mind's eye.

When you are ready, channel as you would for the healing spell.

Edited 2015-04-29 04:21 (UTC)

[Give it time and patience, Thrall. That's one of the only ways he'll really confide in people (either that or being a complete jackass like Jason.)

He doesn't ask questions, following instructions and letting his hands rest in Thrall's palms and shifting in the dirt again. He raises an eyebrow but he keeps his eyes closed, envisioning said-ground.

Okay…picturing the earth with a giant gaping wound wasn't exactly what he wanted but it would work. He thinks on it, keeping that in mind and he prepares himself to let the healing magic start, but…]

…are you sure about this? [Even as he asks though, his palms are glowing a soft, bright white. He's been practicing how to channel his healing powers from the monarchs the same way he channels his normal magic learned from Lemina.]

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