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Who: Khadgar
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Marsiva
When: Dec. 1st.

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[His cloak is missing, that's the first thing he notices. And it annoys him, that was a good cloak, very comfortable, very warm. The next thing he remember is that he had just killed the Guardian, which makes him roll onto the floor in a panic (knocking the communicator down and on) and try to find a mirror to double check his eyes.

Once he's reassured that there's no green glow lingering, he heaves a sigh of relief. And turns his focus to the communicator. Which... he knows how it works? And picks it up.]

I can't be here. I have things to do, people depending on me! [Kind of.] There's a war and-

I need to get back to my friends! They need me!

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[He wanders because of course he does. Khadgar has found himself in a strange place, subject to the whims of whoever or whatever was responsible for his and everyone else being there. He wanted to know whatever he can, carefully keeping a couple spells at the edge of his thoughts in case someone tries to attack him.

Eventually he stops to take in the view of the stars, somehow looking much younger than he really is as he looks out. And suddenly feeling very small.]

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I'm not panicking, I'm frustrated! And I'm not young.

[HUFF]

[ Have an eyebrow raise ]

You are definitely panicking, I can hear your breathing accelerating from here over these.

Frustration. [He will not admit to panic!]

[ That eyebrow stays up ]

As you say. [ So dry ] Either way, your current state of mind is of no help to anyone.

[Huuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuff]

All I want is to get back to Azeroth.

I think most people here just want to go home. [ Maglor shrugs ]

But we are all trapped here alike, whether we will or nil. If tis any comfort, we are likely sent back to the time we left, whenever our 'hosts' deign to release us. Tis likely that you will, as they say, not miss anything.

It's not much of a comfort. I'd rather be with King Llane and Lothar and Garona, keeping them safe.

It is a poor comfort, I know, but it is all the comfort any of us here have. You are not the only one here unwilling, nor at dire straits at home. But you have no choice, I fear. None of us do.

Then I'll dedicate my time to finding a way back.

I hope you find one. You are not the only one here who is trying, youngling. Do not think yourself alone. There are folk from many worlds and many walks of life here, past, future, different times and different places. Most are just as eager to return as you, and some have probably tried things already - I would suggest asking around.

Even if I was, I'd still look for a way. There is one, it's simple logic. If there's a way here, there's a way back.

Mm, that is better. You've stopped panicking, now.

On average, it is two to five days before the Marsiva releases you - and then you will have the run of the fleet, as do the rest of us, except to return there. So I would use your time onboard wisely.

[he just huffs again.]

Then I'll take advantage of what time I've got here, find a notebook, notes everything I find, explore what I can. [Maybe he can recruit Garrett...] Everything can be a clue.

[ A soft chuckle ]

That is more like it. You will not find much, I think - from memory the Marsiva is fairly bare, but different eyes might uncover things that others have not.

I won't give up. Just because something isn't obvious doesn't mean it isn't there.

You do not know how much time you have, on the Marisva - look quickly! [ Maglor warns ] And if you take notes, keep them on your person, for only that comes with you when you leave.

I don't usually leave my important possessions somewhere that I don't know they're safe.

Even more important here. Although your rooms off the Marsiva are relatively safe, I still would not leave valuables around.

I'm a bit of a wanderer, honestly. I don't have much so I never leave my things behind.

[ a soft hum ]

You and I have something in common, then. I fear your restlessness will have to be appeased differently, here. But at least the fleet is moving constantly.

I'm sure I'll find a way to manage. There's bound to be plenty for me to study here.

There is - and I never get tired of hearing the stars so close. When you are freed from the Marsiva - if you need anything. My name is Maglor, and I am assigned to the Huntress. Call - and if I can aid you I will.

Hearing the stars? [all his skepticism.]

I'm Khadgar.

Mm. I can hear them Sing very clearly, up here. They are almost... too loud. I try not to listen all the time.

Well met, Khadgar.

[Still a little skeptical.] No one can... do something about that?

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