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[archmagetrust]

[OOM: Council Meeting]

Khadgar appears in flash of pale blue light today and grins. "Hah, it worked!" He pockets the hearthstone and saunters to a table in a good mood, waving over a wait rat. The mage tower is well on its way to being finished with so many members of the Kirin Tor and their constructs working on it. He's received word from both factions' garrisons that they're making headway in their relative territories and aiding their allies. Cordana is busy setting up her spy network to seek the Shadow Council. And in addition to Vargoth, Modera has also joined him on Draenor, a welcome addition to their ranks.

The only downside is that mages aren't known for food beyond their sweets.

"Greetings!" The rat squeaks a reply. "Doing well, thank you. May I trouble you for a warp burger and chips?"

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[childofrebellion]

Cassian's sipping a caf when he sees Khadgar arrive on his way to find a seat, "Good news?"

[archmagetrust]

"Well met, Cassian!" Khadgar stops to chat.

"More like good progress but I expect good news in the future. What of you?"

[childofrebellion]

"Nothing bad or good just the usual. What's your good progress?"

[archmagetrust]

"We're expanding our foothold on Draenor. Both the Horde and Alliance garrisons are well fortified and the Kirin Tor base is nearly complete. And Cordana, my bodyguard," he rolls his eyes at this because as much as he appreciates the Warden he knows that isn't truly why she's there, "is establishing her spy ring."

He considers a moment.

"I don't believe I mentioned all of that before. Feel free to request clarification."

[childofrebellion]

"No, what's the importance of Draenor?" The other steps make sense in terms of anchoring power.

[archmagetrust]

"Draenor is the world the Iron Horde is invading Azeroth from. That's where we went to destroy the Portal to stop their assault."

[childofrebellion]

"I see. What kinds of resistance are you facing? Was that a home to them? A bodyguard is a good cover for a spy if they're connected to someone in a high enough position,"

Which Khadgar seems to be in. He's curious about this world, was this an invasion or was it helping?

[archmagetrust]

Khadgar's smile fades a bit.

"We're facing the full might of the Iron Horde. We destroyed the Portal but we've done little more than scratch their resources, if that. Draenor is their homeworld and they've had years to prepare for this invasion." They don't know how long ago Garrosh arrived and changed the timeline.

As for Cordana being a spy, well, perhaps. He wouldn't put it past Maiev to want to keep an eye on him as well.

[childofrebellion]

Cassian nods, taking on anyone's homeworld is complicated, but the Iron Horde seems a great danger, "Of course, everyone defends their home more than anywhere else."

[archmagetrust]

"Which is why we are there. This isn't the first time a horde has invaded Azeroth and none have any desire to relive the experience."

He frowns.

"It's only that destroying the Portal alone isn't enough to stop them; they could easily rebuild it. Whatever Garrosh said to the orcs in this reality, they seem eager to carry out his plans for conquest."

[childofrebellion]

"I see. So this is the only way to protect your home? When did they last invade?"

[archmagetrust]

"Welllll, technically this is the first time the Iron Horde has invaded. But! They're the same orcs that invaded in the original Horde twenty years ago, just from a different reality."

He pauses.

"And instead of being corrupted by demons, Garrosh gave them technology they shouldn't have. As I said, the Bronze Flight is supposed to prevent this sort of thing but they're not as powerful as they once were."

[childofrebellion]

That's confusing and Cassian tries to sort it out, "The problem is timelines and dimensions combined with those who want to invade?"

[thewidewideworld]

Sinric looks up from his papers, a little recording device most definitely not of his time resting in his hand.

He flashes a smile to Khadgar. "Welcome back. Light blue this time. A different type of spell?"

[archmagetrust]

"Sinric, well met!"

Khadgar holds up the hearthstone, a smooth fist-sized rock with a blue spiral etched in it. When charged the melted sapphires glow but having just been used they merely sparkle.

"Hearthstones can teleport their users to wherever they are bound to. I made this one before I left last time."

[thewidewideworld]

"To bring you here? How helpful. There have been times I have gone some years without finding the door."

"How have you faired since I saw you last?"

[archmagetrust]

"I have heard tell of that happening. It must be very disconcerting when the Door does appear again."

He pockets the hearthstone.

"Things have progressed well! We're establishing our foothold on Draenor and assisting our allies against the Iron Horde."

[thewidewideworld]

"Indeed it can be. Especially this is the only home I claim for myself."

"I'm glad your mission for peace is going well." He smiles to the plate of food the rat brings him. "And that you've found time to stop and enjoy."

[archmagetrust]

"My thanks!" He says it to Sinric first and then repeats it to the rat. His burger could be standard Earth fare except the meat has a decidedly greenish cast to it. The chips are a variety of bright colors, green, orange, and pink.

"We're still establishing food supplies and fare is somewhat limited. Milliways has far greater variety. What are you working on?"

[thewidewideworld]

"Then you should take some with you. Food that will keep and travel. I admit I am guilty of taking such foods with me when I go, in case there are days without comfort or game."

He smiles and shuffles his papers. "A dear friend of mine has asked to visit the city I am in back in my own world. As a singer and fellow traveller. He hopes to meet the Emperor who rules there. A man who will, in his own time, be considered a great man."

"I've been preparing some songs for us to sing together at the inn I have lodges at. He speaks the language of the land but some thousand years after my time so I have been writing them out for him to learn."

[archmagetrust]

"Ah, you are a bard as well? Impressive! And kind of you to bring a friend along."

He considers the language comment.

"Is there no magic in your world that aids with communication?"

[thewidewideworld]

"It is the coin that puts food in my belly more often than not. And one that can be traded almost anywhere." he smiles wryly. "And it has yet to tarnish, unlike my looks."

"No, alas. Or trade would be much easier. But then, I would never find use as an interpreter. Or find advantage in the languages I speak. And the Empire I am in now is a heavily Christian one, for all Charles' fascination with the writings of the old Empire. If it was known I have the gift, I would be drowned as a witch, or worse. No, in this land I must hide that part of me."

[archmagetrust]

Khadgar looks startled.

"Magic is condemned in the land you're traveling through? I could understand certain types but all of it?"

[thewidewideworld]

"Dress it in religion fervour and sometimes it can be passed off as a miracle. But that can bring with it attention and danger. Better to keep it to one's self and go on quietly. Magic is uncommon in my world and often viewed as dangerous."

[archmagetrust]

"Of course it's dangerous but treating it thus only invites greater disaster." He scowls angrily. "People will still be drawn to it and without proper training they're more likely to hurt themselves or others, not to mention attracting demons."