#Syllandra Emberdawn

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Wrap Up: No Time

[ Music: The Guess Who - No Time ]

In the closing hours of Dawnwatch’s rousing success the final loose ends of the Legion plot comes into view. Da’na’shan, the eredar haruspex, offers little at first in the efforts of Sunsheer and Pratchett, leading the two to find a proper prison to hold the Legion commander.

A proper prison surrounded by Illidari all-too-happy to interrogate.

By morning they have their answers. The vague concept of elemental energies and temporal powers aligning was more than correct; it could have even been possible by all accounts. Taking raw, empowered elements from various points in time aligned to their natural resonance (timeless fire, drastically-changed water) combined with key moments of the Burning Legion reaching into Azeroth (earth from the Well of Eternity during the War of the Ancients, air from the very top of the canopy of the World Tree, Nordrassil during the conclusion of the Third War) and combining them with aspects of Azeroth’s parallel-connected dimensions (living essence from the Emerald Dream, essence of undeath from the Shadowlands, mana from the Twisting Nether), could very well have caused the artificial timeways generated by the Kiel-Succor to have become permanent and expansive. A single Burning Legion is infinite; multiplying the Burning Legion any number of times could lead to their immediate victory.

The Illidari consider it to be an insane plan, destine to fail because of temporal mechanics and general chrono-problems. But the risk was too great.

If only people had listened the first time.

The information, corroborated by the supporting cast of Timewalkers, Kirin Tor, Call of Azeroth, Illidari, and various other groups helps to solidify a very important observation from all of the above; Hamathiel Sunsheer was right. By chance or by decision he was the first person to identify the problem and address it. By all counts, he is the reason this scheme didn’t come to fruition.

It’s leverage for the future, in assets and credibility.

The combat itself might not have been constant, honorable, or even remotely fair at times; but the willingness to engage in it is enough. Though he may not have landed the killing blow, Akitear Blackvale is at least recognized by his peers among the Order of the Broken Temple. Avenging the deaths of so many by helping to defeat Tei’shan Reh'zah, it affords the grumpy monk a modicum of respect. And potentially access to greater teachings on chi and its application, if he can sit still long enough. Maybe even a sip of Stormbrew...

With no real desire for fame, fortune, or glory through the entire mess, there isn’t much for Syllandra Emberdawn to get out of the entire experience; except for the experience itself. Alchemic resources in the form of the raw elements gathered by the Da’na’shan. Exposure to further forms of alchemical and magical transmution from Tei’shan’s encounters (transmute pants to meat!). And a glimpse at what might have been thought possible only under the guidance of Elune.

Despite taking a beating every step of the way, there is even less to come back with for the wayward young human. Spending resources with the draenei, the Call of Azeroth, and his few friends among the kaldorei, Willaude Pratchett comes out the entire experience none-the-better. Having lost his magic at the outset of the time-hopping mess, Will is left to brood over the appearance of Argus in the skies of Azeroth seemingly just as he loses the one weapon he had in his fight against the Legion. After years of preparing, everyone else is ready while he struggles to even keep up with his friends; much less Dawnwatch.

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From the Desk of Bloodwake: No Time

Paperwork had started to pile up in the little alcove they claimed was his office. The extended halls of the Kirin Tor could hold an almost infinite amount of supplies, books, research materials, and reagents.

Sun forbid they give us enough space to stretch our feet.

It was an ungrateful thought, considering all the work the Kirin Tor had done for Azeroth and specifically, his people. There were rough parts, but for the most part he couldn’t complain.

Especially while they stay out of my day-to-day. Now where did I...

Aeth’alis Bloodwake. Kirin Tor researcher. Magus of the Sin’dorei. Blood Mage. Adventurer. Light-fearing man.

In the last year Aeth’alis had taken on a much different role than he was used to; a hands-off approach to the threats across Azeroth. It was simple math; he could expend his energies alone or in a small group and get a fraction of the work done, or he could put together the pieces to a bigger picture and enact change across the world. Real change. Actual progress.

His alliance with Hamathiel Sunsheer had been part of this, among other people. He wasn’t acting as an on-again off-again patron of just the Dawnwatch, but they were possibly the most lethal and surgical group he had access to. Entrusting Sunsheer with the ley-line survey equipment had been a risk which paid off many times over now. The nudges and suggestions here and there in the Kirin Tor were starting to change the shape of opinions about the sin’dorei. Shell-partnerships across Azeroth were collecting more and more adventurers, be they Horde or Alliance or other factions across the globe, under a unified banner.

But the news coming in from the Kirin Tor about Sunsheer and his Dawnwatch was striking.

Blood Elven group disarms Legion temporal plot.

Joint Sin’dorei-Kirin Tor-Alliance effort leads to destruction of Legion ship, commander.

Timewalker representative claims eredar commander assassinated with single shot while attempting to hijack timeway-bound Well of Eternity.

It was making them look good. Damn good. And among the rank-and-file adventurers interested in the gossip columns it was rallying more and more action against the Legion. The last one had to be bravado on someones part, but Aeth’alis wouldn’t dispute it publicly. It had the definite bent of some distinctly yellow journalism he read while still above Crystalsong Forest.

Regardless of where it all was coming from, he responded. A quickly-drafted letter to Sunsheer congratulating him on his efforts, with a request to meet. A strongly-worded letter to the Kirin Tor as a reminder of the invaluable aid the sin’dorei had once again offered in saving Azeroth as a whole. Congratulations to a number of the groups involved on the outskirts of the affair, with a specific letter to Sunsheer’s pet human on the matter of his creative storytelling of the scenario. A brisk communique to the local Bronze Dragonflight representative.

It went on and on.