A Guardian Arrives

[thelastguardian]

WHO: Medivh and YOU!
WHAT: Arriving in Genessia, the Magus explores the city and also gets to reunite with an old friend.
WHEN: Current time
WHERE: Starts at the Bay and ends up at various central locations in Genessia City.
WARNINGS: Nope! Not that I can foresee. Just a lot of meaty prose. Please don't be intimidated by it! My starters are always novels. :)


Open to All: (characters can encounter him flying about in raven form, or in specified locations :) Make note of where in the subject header!)


The raven cawed, as it glided effortlessly through the air above the city. The large black bird didn't appear all that unusual, save for a strange shaped collar around its neck with a diamond shaped red jewel. Medivh had decided that it would be quicker to get a birds eye view of the city rather than trying to go about it on foot. It was a good thing he had decided on such an action, for the city was definitely one of a like he had never seen before. And Medivh had seen many things in his lifetime.

He had located the archways leading to the other cities that were mentioned in the pamphlet, though he didn't travel through any of them. Not yet. He had also located an invisible barrier on the perimeter of the city as well. It was composed of magics that were beyond even his knowledge - and after studying it for a while, flew back towards the city proper. Genessia seemed to have most conveniences that people would need, though there were other places that the Magus wasn't sure of the purpose. There were a couple of places in the city however, where he actually changed to his normal form so that he could wander on foot instead.

The Library

Medivh hadn't gotten anything to drink nor sat in the cafe on the ground floor. Instead, he wandered along the different levels, eyeing the various books on the shelves. Sometimes he would stop and pull one free to flip through it, before putting it back and moving on. There appeared to be an abundance of information here, and so he'd be here for a few hours at least seeing what there was to be found.

It was nothing compared to his library in Karazhan, but at least it was a place he could spend some time. Sometimes during his exploring, he would sit to rest and think, or look out a window with a pensive frown. There was a lot to think about.

Garden Park

This particular area was quite lovely. Medivh was content to stroll the wooded paths and enjoy the peace of nature. Something that he wasn't able to do on a regular basis. One could find him on the bridge over the lake, looking down at the fish and ducks below. Or perhaps he was wandering along the paths, seeming deep in thought. He would stop to study various aspects of vegetation or flowers before moving on.

Random Cafe

Taking a break from his explorations, Medivh would be able to be found sitting in a cafe with a steaming cup of tea. He was reading over the pamphlet with a visible frown - getting the details on sub-archways and how to operate the communication device. He still hadn't attempted it yet. Sometimes he would sip at his tea, watching people go about their business outside the window. By all appearances he seems to be quite the introvert - but he won't be averse to anyone coming over to strike up a conversation.


For Khadgar:

He had awoken in some kind of glorified capsule. The surface inside was nice and comfortable with silk and padding, but it was a tube all the same. He felt groggy and disoriented, and had no idea where he was. Medivh took a few minutes to wake up and orient himself, realizing a few things while he did so. A box was on his chest, and he could hear the sound of water gently dripping. The air was also moist and cool. The comforting shape of Atiesh was next to him in the capsule and he habitually curled his fingers around the ancient staff. He couldn't see much from the angle he was laying - so he slowly pushed himself to sit up and look around with a bleary eyed expression.

Was this a part of the Nexus? It didn't quite feel the same. However, as the Magus looked about the dimly lit, cavernous space - he realized that he had once again somehow got transported to another place. Possibly another world. Dismay rippled through him as he thought of the Nexus under attack by Gul'dan. And he wasn't there to stop him or at least protect his new allies from the warlock.

Looking down at the box that he had moved to his lap, he opened the lid to study its contents with a frown. The odd, rectangular and hard clear device he placed aside. The pendant got some interest, and he examined the colored opalescent stones. He could feel the tingle of magic within them. The largest one was green, and the accenting ones were blue. Placing that aside, he saw the keys, and pulled out the pamphlet.

Genessia?

Medivh read through the information quickly, shaking his head slightly with an almost disgruntled sigh. It appeared his guess was correct. Just when he had been sent to a place that needed him and his help - he was pulled to yet another place. At least the pamphlet explained some things, such as the pendant and the rectangular clear item that apparently was a communication device. He put on the pendant, and arranged it so that it was tucked beneath his hooded mantled cloak. The rest, he placed back into the box. He would read the rest of the details later. For now, he wanted to see just where in the Light he ended up. Feeling he could get out of the capsule and be able to stand on two feet, the Magus gingerly stepped down into the shallow inches deep water, straightening and looking around. There were other capsules in the space - though those he could see in his immediate vicinity were empty or closed. He turned his head to one of the archways leading out of the strange space. Despite the inconvenience of all of this, the part of him that was endlessly curious was eager to explore a strange new world.

Decision made, Medivh gripped Atiesh in a hand and held the box in the other as he strode towards the light streaming in from the arch.

Comments

Garden Park

[azaleafae]

[Normally Azalea stuck to Fayren, but she did visit the other cities on occasion. It was important to know the cities just as well in case a crisis happened. And they seem to have been happening a lot lately.]

[It was nice to know that Genessia City had nice gardens like this one. After flying over the city for a while, Azalea lands in the garden to rest. She sniffs at a couple of the flowers before sensing the presence of the newcomer. The little dragon looks up at him timidly. He looks a bit gruff. Azalea can't tell if he's human or something else, nor can she tell if he's hostile. So she continues to stare, waiting for him to make a move or speak.]

[thelastguardian]

Medivh stopped a comfortable distance away when he saw the small dragon like creature in the flowers, not wanting to draw closer and possibly startle it. Curious. It reminded him of a sprite darter from Azeroth - but he could tell that it wasn't. If it was, it was a species he wasn't aware of.

He leaned on his staff slightly as he studied the creature curiously with sharp, intelligent green eyes.

"Well, what do we have here? I haven't seen anything like you before..." He murmured, wondering if it was native to this land.

[azaleafae]

The little dragon let out a soft sigh of relief. The person seemed somewhat unfamiliar with her kind, which meant that he wouldn't have any prejudices against her. Unless he was familiar with dragons in general, of course. Very few seemed to be familiar with dragons being as small as she was.

"I'm a dragon..." she answered timidly, before adding, "A Fae dragon. Are you a new arrival? I haven't seen anyone like you before..."

raven prompt

[inquisitor_lavellan]

"Hey, hey bird," despite missing an arm, Alleyana had climbed up onto a statue near a lower part of Medivh's flight path, eyeing the bird with suspicion. Leliana's birds had looked similar; big black and red things. Wicked clever, too, far beyond normal birds. She wouldn't have put it past one of them to wear a bloody necklace. "You a smart one?"

[thelastguardian]

Medivh wasn't expecting to be addressed directly while traveling like this, so hearing 'hey bird' - got his attention. The raven landed and perched on the statue, cocking his head down at the woman that had climbed it. It wouldn't be safe to transform to his natural form here, and he was unable to physically speak. Perhaps another method then.

~I am assuming you were addressing me?~

The mind speak spell wasn't a spell that Medivh used very often - but in this case it would come in handy. He just hoped that it wouldn't startle the woman to make her fall of her perch.

[inquisitor_lavellan]

Alley had had bigger surprises in her life, especially in the last few years, but that didn't stop her from jumping at the unexpected voice in her head. Thankfully, she had her arm -- the one with a hand still on it -- wrapped around the statue's neck. So, while the armored woman jerked back in surprise, she didn't fall.

This wasn't her world, or she'd have assumed a spirit had possessed the bird.

"Maker's teeth," Alley swore, and got her balance back just right. It was harder than it looked, with the huge shield on her back. "Yeah, I didn't realize you were a person-bird. I thought you were a bird-bird. Guess that answers the question about you being a smart one."

Raven, Evening

[lunarlegionnaire]

The problem with vengeance was that it was reactionary. As much as Khonshu preferred to revel in the bloodshed and answer the cries of the wronged, his priest believed in being a little more proactive. That meant curbing such cries to begin with.

Tonight, that meant Moon Knight was on patrol. The completely unsolicited, unsanctioned kind. Not exactly the wisest thing to do given all the hubbub over 'Mr. Snuffles' down in Everglade, but he'd never been one to be swayed by public opinion.

Besides, there was a radar for people in this business. And he was quite content to stay beneath it.

Perched on the edge of a roof and devoid of any interesting sights for the last half hour, Moon Knight was about ready to move on when a nondescript black van rounded a corner and rolled slowly down the street. He wasn't the least bit surprised when it stopped across from a small jewelry shop.

Gloved fingers slowly drew his truncheon as he waited for the van doors to open. The old man who ran the joint hadn't closed up yet; his life could well be in danger. Moon Knight was so focused on this thought that he never noticed the raven passing overhead.

[thelastguardian]

Well this was interesting....

Medivh had been unable to rest in that box that was called a living space and so had opted to fly about the city again. He had spotted the curiously costumed figure on the roof of a building and had circled at a distance. Apparently this figure was watching what was going on down below.

The Magus saw the figure pull out a weapon of some kind. Deciding to observe to get an idea what was going on - the raven-mage perched at a distance, preening and seeming just like your average bird. With a jeweled collar. Just what was so interesting down there? There was some kind of lit shop...and a black wheeled thing that moved without anything pulling it. Stranger and stranger....

[lunarlegionnaire]

Moon Knight's free hand found his videophone. He hit the emergency number for the Genessia PD and got someone on the horn after barely a single ring.

"Genessia City Police Department, please state the nature of your emergency."

The van doors swung open with a kick. A band of men in black jackets and ski masks surged out, guns trained on the storefront. The crescent crusader spoke in a calm gruff voice with just a hint of urgency.

"Six men with assault rifles. Marion's Gems and Jewels, Hawthorne and 22nd."

He ended the call right when they opened fire, ravaging the store's front with a rain of hot lead. Marion would need about six seconds to lower the steel shutters that protected his door and windows. Moon Knight would buy him that much and stop this rabble in fifteen. Plenty of time before the cops arrived in about a hundred and eighty.

The robbers never heard the grappling line being fired from across the street, nor did they hear it find purchase on a street light just above them. And so they were oblivious to the jet and silver avenger swooping down on them until his shadow was just too big to ignore. They turned around... and gaped as one man.

"What the fu---?!"

He crashed feet first into the biggest robber's face and dropped him cold. Then he was among them in the blink of an eye, a vortex of fists and whirling steel. He struck hard and fast, going for pressure points while being completely aware their assault rifles were unwieldy clubs at this range.

But although Moon Knight definitely bought Marion precious seconds to lock his store down, he also gave the gang's lookout the time he needed to slink out of the van and raise his weapon to his shoulder. Sure, he smirked. His buddies were dropping like flies but so would this costumed lunatic once he had a clear shot...

[Garden Park]

[crystalmama]

As Medivh walked, he would likely notice something rather hard to miss. An eight foot tall woman that was radiating magic energy. Rose had been busying herself tending to the various plants, introducing new kinds of plants to the park, and just generally making things prettier wherever she went.

[thelastguardian]

Medivh had sensed the waves of magical energies first before he realized that it was coming from a person. Intrigued, the Magus had walked through the park intent on finding their source, not expecting on finding a rather tall woman of pink hues. He had never seen anyone like her before and he had seen all sorts of beings. Especially in the Nexus.

He stood at a polite distance, not wanting to disrupt what she was doing. He was simply content to observe for the moment.

[crystalmama]

The magic she uses is not unlike that of the Druids in Azeroth, however rather than coming from any external source, her power seemed to be radiating from within. However, after a long moment, she does notice him, turning to give Medivh a warm smile.

"Hello there. I do hope I'm not in your way. I can move elsewhere if I am though."

[trustwhiskers]

Medivh would encounter another figure on his way toward the exit, one holding onto a stave that was like to be a twin to the staff Medivh himself held. The figure was dressed in a mix of leather and cloth, the shoulder piece having a somewhat abstract feather motif to it. The blue eyes had been distracted at first, Khadgar's mind having been dealing with the fact that this place had terrible timing in kidnapping him here.

Perhaps he should consider himself and Azeroth fortunate that they hadn't yanked him away prior to Dalaran's move. That would have no doubt thrown even more of a wrench into things. He could only hope that those left behind would band together even without him to continue the fight against the Legion.

It was the feel of a power that he hadn't felt since the brief visit back to Karazhan that pulled him from his brooding thoughts and back aware once more to his surroundings. Yet, this power was subtly different than what he'd encountered back in the tower. He would refrain from jumping to conclusions, but there was a silent wariness in his demeanor as he turned to face the source of what he felt.

And felt emotion well up to hit him hard again in the chest at the sight again in such a short period. Only this time the man looked far more solid....and alive this time. Was it possible that this was the real thing this time? If so, how was this possible?

"Medivh?"

[thelastguardian]

The sound of that voice caused Medivh to stop with a jerk, almost as if he had hit an invisible barrier. No... It couldn't be. Could it? The voice was a little different. Maybe deeper. Older...but...that sense of the magical presence around this person was unmistakable. He would have recognized it anywhere and at this moment, it elicited a surprising amount of mixed emotions within him.

Backlit by the archway, the Magus slowly turned, his hooded robe with the feathered mantle casting a distinct shadow and silhouette. His features wouldn't be visible, but in the light, he could clearly see the one who had spoken and the staff that he carried. He didn't even bother thinking about that puzzle just yet. Just....

Those eyes...they were the same. He remembered them. The face was different of course. It had been his doing after all. Before he had been slain by the ones he had cared about most. The ones that he trusted to free him from torment. To stop him when he couldn't fight the demon's hold any longer. Medivh's hand had tightened on his staff, but it was more to feel the comforting weight and support as he leaned on it slightly, his breath frozen in his throat. It was a few moments before he could speak, mind lost in memory.

"Is that you?" He whispered - his voice carrying in the large space. It was tones that this man would be familiar with - though at the moment they were a bit hoarse. "Khadgar?"

[trustwhiskers]

Khadgar quietly studied the silhouette, knowing it as well as the back of his own hand. "Yes." He wondered about the staff that Medivh held, but answers concerning it could easily wait until he knew more about how it was that the former Guardian could be standing before him. Provided he wasn't being fooled again, yet--this actually *felt* like his mentor.

The dreadlord had kept him distracted and off-balance, using his emotions against him to keep him from truly questioning Medivh's presence within Karazhan. He had known there was an echo within it, so that had been his first reasoning even beyond the excuse he'd been given for the appearance.

Perhaps this time he might actually get an answer out of the man, or perhaps he'd get another run around. Regardless, it would give him something to work with toward if he should accept what his eyes and senses told him or if he should continue to take it all with a grain or two of salt.

"How is it that you're here?"

Garden Park

[blond_and_brilliant]

On his stroll he might come across a young boy who has stretched out a hammock between two trees, and is stretched out in it. He is wearing a very crisp school uniform with neat presses and pleats. Everything about the boy seems to scream that he is from an upper refined caste or class, the likes of which would be sooner to send people out on stupid quests that they are certain are the most important things anywhere. He looks in every way to be one of...those.

Except that he is sleeping, alone, in the middle of a public park. Yes, he had a hammock, but he was still sleeping in a park like a vagabond. A folding hand fan was in one hand as he slept, and the ground below him was littered with flower petals, and he even smelled like flowers. There was something about this little boy that seemed to make no sense.

[thelastguardian]

Medivh had spotted the sleeping boy in the hammock during his wanderings, and had kept tabs on him during his stay in the park. He had no idea if his parents would come for him, or if the boy was alone. In any case, the boy could nap safely while Medivh was around. The Magus still wasn't certain if there were any foes to watch for in this city just yet. All he could do was be ready for anything.

At one point during one of his later checks on the boy - Medivh sat at the base of a tree a distance away for both a rest, and to keep an eye on him. He made note of the flower petals, knowing something odd about all this but not able to put his finger on it just yet. For now, he would simply lean back against the tree and close his eyes for a brief respite.

[blond_and_brilliant]

Finally the boy yawned and stretched, not realizing quite yet that he wasn't alone. "Suoh-san?" he asked, mid yawn, surprised that he was allowed to sleep so long. Then he shook his head, as his brain finished emerging from the dream. Right. He was here now. No Clamp School, no Clamp School Detectives... and no friends. Well, he had never counted on having friends, so he would treasure the time he had been allowed.

He hopped out of the Hammock and started to fold it up. It was alright to look sad now, he figured, with no one here to see him. He only had to smile when others were there... or when something was truly fun. Napping in the summer sun had been great fun when he started, but his dream made him homesick.

The small boy gave the quietest of chuckles. Suoh would never let him live it down if he knew that a dream about a mountain of paperwork made him unable to enjoy the summer day... because he actually missed being forced to do the paperwork. No... Because he missed finding creative excuses to get out of the paperwork. He missed Akira's snacks, and finding ways to turn everything into a game, or a party.

"Alright then," he said to himself. "A party should be safe enough. And then everyone can have fun." He nodded. Clamp school was known for students who excelled in intellectual and athletic prowess, yes, but it was known just as famously for its penchant for partying. He looked around and spotted the older man, and gave him a dazzling smile, unaware the man had been watching him. Some part of his brain categorized it as a possibility, one with decent odds, but he pushed that aside for the moment. If this man was here to kidnap him, that was fine. There was no one here that could be used as a hostage against him, no one who was close to him. And no one here knew the lengths he would go to to help a woman in need. Not yet. So if this guy wanted to kidnap him it could be fun escaping. And even if he didn't, well, then he could help with the party.

He walked up to Medivh, smile bright. He snapped out his fan and the words "Party time!" were written across the white surface. "You there, you'll help me organize a party, right?"

Of course, there are parties, as in dancing and games, and parties as in adventure and loot. From the odd look in the boy's eyes... he could almost be talking about either.

Garden Park

[youfool]

Ted in gay clothes was out with his ghostly pet for a stroll, when something caught the naughty purple blob's attention. He pointed with an "Eh!" while Ted continued on, senses lagging behind more alert beasts. Then he noticed the temperature perk up; a sure sign that he'd outpaced his chilling specter.

"Oh, Gengar, what do you see?" He pointed again to a soaring crow overhead, then Gengar charged a Shadow Ball to knock it out of the sky. "Gengar don't!"

Ted ran ahead and tried to tackle the ghost, trying to frustrate its wicked purpose. Sorry, Medivh, apparently bird-wizards don't sit right with him.

[thelastguardian]

Medvih heard the yelling below moments before he saw a bolt of shadowy energy coming straight at him. With a loud caw, he twisted out of the way before folding his wings and diving to the ground below, transforming to his natural form so that he could land squarely on two feet. His cloak billowed as he straightened, holding Atiesh in a hand.

Ah, so the energy came from that creature. Interesting. It appeared that the fellow with it had tried to stop it. Giving the both of them a wary stare, he inclined his head as if to say 'yes, I am a man not a raven.'

"What manner of creature is that?" He asked the interestingly clothed male, tones mildly curious.

[youfool]

Ted was pulled between opprobrium for his pet, wonder at the transformation, and apology for the act. Might as well take them in order!

"A bad one! Gengar, never do that unless I...mean you to!" It almost looked sorry, but the Cheshire grin inspired little confidence. "Sorry", it expressed, though in speech consisting entirely of "Gengar" in subtly different ways. Ever the practical joker, Gengar likely didn't mean to hit; he definitely meant to startle.

"My deepest apologies, Mr. Crow. Er, man! Er...what was that?"

In The Sky

[koishi_komeiji]

Koishi was simply flying around. She wasn't creating fantastic magical displays or going to any particular place. She was simply enjoying the sky. Or, at least, that had been her intention until something particular caught her attention. The mind of someone nearby, rippling and strong and.

The little youkai blinked. A single crow? Or raven rather? It was rather large... She drifted closer, her powers keeping her unnoticed. One independent of not just a flock, but of thought! Already her mind was racing with excitement as she reached out and gently grabbed the creature's body, pinning its wings when they were in perfect position to do so. She had done this before...

"Hello little bird!" Her voice was bright and cheerful. "Did you just arrive? You're really smart and your mental presence is quite strong! I like it!"

[thelastguardian]

He had no idea she was there. At all. Not even a blip on his magical radar. There was nothing to warn him of someone appearing right there and reaching out and plucking him from the sky.

The raven let out an indignant and startled squawk - feathers fluffing right up as he squirmed in her grip. The most disconcerting thing of all however, was trying to cast a mind speak spell and hitting what felt like the proverbial wall. Nothing. Just who was this person? Or was it a person? Her manner at first glance was cheerful and not hostile - but one could never be sure. How was he to communicate that he was not just an animal to be treated like a pet?

The raven continued to caw his displeasure. The only other (and somewhat extreme) option was to simply transform back. It would most likely cause him to be dropped, but he had spells up his sleeve to slow his fall and prevent death. He would wait and see what she does...but not long.

Library

[om_nom_namur]

[What is Namur even doing in a library, one might ask? Good question! Too bad whatever it is, it's interrupted by a sudden noise he turns to investigate, and in so doing, his dorsal fin whips around, knocking an entire bookshelf sideways.]

Ah, shit!

[His expletive rings out through the quiet library as he turns again to try and catch the heavy shelf before it knocks the next one over and topples completely. He succeeds, but not before all of the books spill out of their places, flopping to the ground in a series of heavy thuds and the whisper of paper. He grunts, pulling the shelf back up, then hurriedly straightens a few of the books on his side and hightails it out of there. He tries to act casual, but his mannerisms mark him as the guilty party. He bursts out of the end of the row and nearly runs over Medivh before he pulls up short, broad frame barely fitting between the shelves.]

Uh. Someone's droppin' shit off the cases. Probly oughta tell a librarian or somethin', I'll go catch 'im!

[thelastguardian]

The sudden expletive causes Medivh to look up from the book he was flipping through, but overall he wasn't too concerned. The library was a somewhat familiar environment, but the notion that there was others in the space with him, was strange. It was just something he would have to get used to.

Moments after the curse, a series of thumps and whispers of paper definitely catches his attention. With a frown, he puts the book in his hands back. He is moving towards the end of the aisle, when someone wide of frame suddenly rushes on past him, nearly running him over. Ah...the swearer had revealed himself.

"Accidents happen." He said lightly, quirking an eyebrow at the strange being. He looked like a humanoid shark. He had never seen anything like it before. "Whoever runs this place has probably seen it all. I would not be concerned."