Janosis’ quill skitched across the paper as he made another shorthand note. Even with what he already knew of binding and what he’d learned by poking at the locket, there was so much to learn about Shedwyn’s phylactery before he could safely detach it from himself and bind her ghost to a golem. Not to mention he’d never actually made a golem of substantial size before. Mostly he ran away from them.
“Does this look like a monster to you, NIrahsa?”
Nira blinked standing in the golden Talador forests with the untouched village of Aruuna nestled nearby. Draenei went about their daily lives, smiling to each other even as a young draenei girl ran around a small clearing. Hand held up high holding a small mechanical looking flying machine. It was Shari, running playing, having fun.
Alynore rode into Fort Fordring, Tenacity’s wings of Light flaring as they came through the gate. Kunz had the whole company turned out and in formation to wait for her. Everyone stood at attention, gear and Argent Crusade tabards clean, but the expressions on many faces were apprehensive, if not hostile.
She would have much rather avoided any pomp and ceremony, but this did present opportunities. She pushed her goggles just up to her hairline, as if to hold back her fiery hair—but she flicked the “record” switch, the lenses tilting and whirring and the audio crackling faintly as it kicked on.