#blackrocks king

[askvenomswapthaniyel]

"I wish I could say I was."

"But I am steadily recovering from the ordeal They put me through. I hope you fared better than I..."

"Did you hear them too, old friend? The terrible whispers of ruin?"

-askvenomswapthaniyel

I . . have .. my friend , I do hope you are well .. No matter what happens , I know you are stronger than this ..

[melongraph56]

day nine - rivalry, archived concepts

for a bunch of mushrooms the rivalry sketch goes hard. also enjoy the blocky men, can't compete with cheery's version it's too goated. very big 2012 vibes!!! sadly had zero spoons to do a lever game one :(

[tagnoob]

Just a Lockpicking Minute...

I had successfully made my way to Northrend with my rogue, now my sixth character to get into the content of Wrath Classic.  But I was a bit behind on a few of his skill, which meant returning to older content to catch up. The first was mining. One of the errors, in my view, of The Burning Crusade was the necessity to have harvesting skills up to 300 before you could use them in Outland… well,…

[rifotherifle]

theoretical thinking animations if the Blackrock King or Brad joined your party

[epnusika]

ೄྀ࿐ ˊˎ- Cruel King Romantic Headcanons

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•] Like his devotion towards his people, the Cruel King tries to do what is and his best for you.

•] Loves to call you Dearest, Love, Lovely. Sometimes uses two of the nicknames in one sentence.

•] Gives the most sweet kisses. He would kiss your forehead, take your hand in his and kiss the back of it with soft murmurs of 'I love you' under his breath. He's absolutely smitten by you.

•] A wise and a kind ruler at heart. Like, have you paid attention to how much his people adore him??? If you had an argument, he's the one who apologizes first, even if you were in the wrong. He's the first one to reach out in hopes to understand and fix the root of the problem.

"Lovely, my love... Please, listen to me. Let us talk things out. I sincerely apologize for my cruel words and for hurting you with them... Please? Tell me what's on your mind."

•] When it comes to love language, he's not one to spoil his partner with pleasantries or anything materialistic. Considering the state that Blackrock is in where food and materials are scarce, he would instead pour everything into spending time with you, even with a busy schedule.

"Dearest, my love... Why don't you accompany my side today? I'd love to hear what you've been up to lately."

•] That... and also acts of service. You lost something? Don't worry, he'll order his guards to find it for you. Craving a certain type of food? Okay! He'll tell the Kitchen Wizard to switch the meal of the day to your liking. Not feeling well? He'll be right by your side immediately and taking care of you. While he's your partner, you don't need to lift a finger.

•] If you're forgetful, he would try to remember the things you might forget or your habit of misplacing items.

"What are you looking for, my love?"

•] While you scratch your head in confusion trying to remember where you placed an item, the Cruel King stared at the very object left behind on a table. He couldn't help but chuckle as he turns you around, guiding you to it before leaning down to kiss your forehead.

"Here you are... Is this what you were looking for? Don't forget it next time. Okay, my love?"

•] Nonetheless, if his plans for spending quality time with you is ran over with his busy schedule... just having a glimpse of you around the castle would be enough to put him in a good mood and fuel him for an entire day.

•] Would be the big spoon when it comes to cuddling. He loves to hold you in his arms to feel your warmth against him while the two of you talk about each other's day. He's the listener in the x yapper trope. Sometimes he doesn't understand what you're talking about but that's okay, he just loves listening to your voice as it lulls him to sleep.

•] His fear of the future is actually DOUBLED because of you. No, not in a bad way. He's just so afraid that the fall of Blackrock meant that you're dragged in the mix. He can't afford to waste time or even relax when the voices tell him that in a few years.. all that he's worked hard for, all that he's tried protecting, would vanish when the Icedagger falls into the hands of another.

•] Occasionally, the voices would give him unbearable migraines. His restless brain has been working tirelessly, trying to think of a way to save his people, especially you. He's sitting on his icy throne, hand on the side of his forehead with a furrowed expression. If you're in the room with him, he would reassure you that he's fine but... eventually, he's reaching out a hand to you in an attempt to hold yours for comfort.

"May I? Lovely? Allow me to hold you, even if it's just for a moment..."

•] Please hold his hand :(

•] Doesn't get much sleep because of the voices, along with his duties as the King. So, you would have to drag him to bed in order for him to have rest. Tucking yourselves under the covers, he's out like a light before you can even open your mouth to scold him again. Holding you close, he's savoring the warmth of your body, soothing him from the cold and heavy responsibilities gnawing on his back.

•] Actually developed a habit of daydreaming. He gets quite bored sitting all day in the throne room, not to mention... The voices continuously nag him every day. So, in order to quiet them down and to pass the time, he resorted to daydreaming.

•] He would imagine scenarios in his brain where he hopes that he could do it with you someday. For example, taking you out to town once the catastrophe is over and watching how spring rolls back into Roadtown. Amusing yourselves with greenery and warmth, a stark contrast to the cold climate of the Blackrock mountains.

[altairwritingtair]

Cruel King headcanons!!!

- Now as far as I know, We never got his actual name. So I hc His name is Aspen!

- Honestly considering that the town wasn't originally all ice and cold. I feel like he loved flowers and plants before that DARNED voice got to him.

- I know ice is usually in most designs/fanart but I feel like he'd have flower and plant embroidery on his clothes.

- 100% adored by his people before that DARNED voice got him all concerned, even then I'm sure many still admired him despite not knowing what happened.

- I say he is like 6'1.

- Most majestic man in Blackrock and I'm not debating/silly

- definitely a gentle guy, Like without that voice bothering him. Come on, He is definitely just the kindest man ever.

Also Griefer headcanons

- I fear he is no taller than 5'4. Maybe even shorter than that.

- 100% would have a discord account

- He is definitely playing some bottom of the barrel game and still calls it good.

- Definitely broke a few controllers via thrown at wall

- Only drinks soda, doesn't even drink juice or tea. Soda.

- He ragequitted before, Like no way he hasn't at least once.

- his hair is beyond messy and his hands are definitely so sweaty from late-night gaming.

- Probably calls women "m'lady" sometimes./nsrs

[bloodied-gardens]

— He was taking a stroll around Turitopulis, looking at all the sights. Strange, the King never ventures out this far from Blackrock!

— @artic-king

[for Thaniyel!]

-> The people of Turitopulis were out and about like always, tending to the nature and off in their little shops, children running around and playing silly little games. -> Mayor Thaniyel, alongside his son, could be seen somewhere in the center of Turitopulis, the younger looking bored and disinterested in what's going on and the elder having some pleasant little conversation with a civilian.

[magnificent-swager06]

Lemme just add some curel king headcanons of mine because hell yeah.

1. His actual roblox model he has his tongue sticking out a lil yeah? I'd like to think whenever hes focused on something he sticks out his tongue a bit out of habit, he whenever the player fights the king you kinda just see him doin a lil angry ( >:b ) expression with his eyes narrowed at the player, especially when doing a really precise attack.

2. The king is A damn connoisseur at finding the warmest and fuzzy comfortable cloths for both himself and the citizens, like I'd imagine hes pretty a lil frugal at spending royal clothes he'd probably use the same ones he'd had for a while, all except for like real warm fuzzy capes that, that man just looks like he has a puffy cape collection. (although that dont mean his poor cold freezing ass is ever gonna be warm due to the ice dagger lol)

3. I'd like to think whenever he visits another kingdom for some kind of idk royal meeting or trades or something, but while he's there he'd probably make little kids snow cones, and summon cute snow sculptures to entertain them when he's walking on the way there.

4. Look, if griefer had a name and its brad of all things, i headcanon the cruel kings name is Kingsley because (King)sley... Why? Because funny.

5. The curel in curel king i like to think was because Blackrock had a long line of evil and curel rulers.... So when the king rolled around and was actually nice and running the damn kingdom nicely, most of the new gen citizens deadass thought it was his sir name or something. But the outsiders especially form far away lands probably still believe hes a curel king. and those who aren't quite near but not too far probably thought it was bitter people making propaganda against him, since they keep hearing the king is being a good ruler.

6. Assuming the king has had the ice dagger for a while now he's probably haven't slept good at all, so... Eyebags and tired yawning for days! Yippe.

7. For no particular reason the black rock children citizens call the curel king what their equivalent of santa Claus woud be...why? WHY NOT?

That is all, enjoy! :)

[hunterwritesstuff]

Tell us more about ck in ur au plz

*Cracks knuckles* you've awoken the autism. prepare for the beam. under cut because good lord do I ramble about this guy, and this is just what comes to my mind RIGHT NOW.

(divider by @strangergraphics)

❄️ So uh. he's a guy. a fella if you will.

❄️ Married. He loves his wife with all his heart, even if he can't show it in the usual way.

❄️ He's always been a kind and just ruler, and has been helping Blackrock recover from his father's influence ever since he gained power in the throne.

❄️ Before the Ice Dagger, he was very like. almost akin to Asgore with his people if that makes sense? Like? He knows his people by their names, stuff like that!

❄️ He babysat Griefer and was good friends with Mayor Thaniyel. Source? *Undertale run sfx*

❄️ He vaguely knows Shedletsky, mostly through him swinging by every so often for..."important business"...whatever that meant.

❄️ Russian. Trust me bro.

❄️ His actual name is Alexei Romanov!

❄️ He's very quiet. Sometimes people will forget he's even in the room. Not because they don't see him, no no, it's because he just sorta. sits in silence???

❄️ He was taken care of by Kitchen Wizard for most of his life growing up. Kitchen Wizard took this as "I will have this whole-ass baby-child in the kitchen with me and complain about how Ivan(his father) never gave me ANY form of assistant at ALL!! Can you believe that?!?" "baba!" "Ah yes, wise words, young prince." "Pebut buba..." "Much too young for that, I'm afraid."

❄️ His cape is rumored to just. be his baby blanket sized up? Like, it's rumored he got so attached to it that he just never wanted to get rid of it? That's HIS? Leave him ALONE?

❄️ Banished Knight is his son. His son's name is Boris, I think.

❄️ Keep babies away from him he'll get baby fever so bad he'll actually sob and it'll be very awkward for everybody

❄️ Father was Russian, mother was Norwegian. It just feels right, yk?

❄️ This is playing into a personal HC, but I feel the voice in his head took on the voice of his father, promising that he'd be proud of him if he grabbed the Ice Dagger.

❄️ "Come now, Alexei. Don't you want to make me proud for once?"

❄️ At first it didn't move him. He'd heard how dangerous that thing was. He'd heard the tales of adventurers going mad while searching for it.

❄️ ...but what if he was different? what if he could manage it? what if he could finally be the one to wield it and control it?

❄️ he would be a hero.

❄️ then whispers of his kingdom's fate started to plague his mind.

❄️ and that's what got to him. he loved his people more than anything, his kingdom more than anything. he saved it from ruin, he didn't want his work to be all for nothing.

❄️ so he assembled a search party.

❄️ then he found it. it was everything he heard it was and more.

❄️ a gloriously carved dagger from an ancient glacier, with a crystal in the hilt, and an aura of magic surrounding it. it felt magical.

❄️ as the voices grew louder, he drew closer, and closer, and closer, until...

❄️ a flash of blue light flooded the room as he grabbed the hilt. he was practically the only survivor. well...not exactly.

❄️ the rest of his search party survived, they were just...frozen. they could observe the outside world, but couldn't move. frozen in chunks of ice, merely...observing.

❄️ meanwhile, Cruel King was frostburned almost all across his body, leaving only a small chunk of his flesh on the left side untouched, and his left eye frozen into a mere ice cube.

❄️ the fallout was devastating. the normally cheery town was quickly swept up in a deadly snowstorm, trapping the people who were in their homes inside, and freezing those who were unfortunate enough to be outside during the storm.

❄️ Blackrock dubbed this event "The great freeze".

❄️ After this, Cruel King was even more reclusive and quiet, feeling as if his people's suffering was his fault.

❄️ Technically it was, but he just wanted to do what would protect his beloved people! H-He didn't have any malicious intent! H-He swears!!

❄️ Then his defensiveness over his kingdom and people starts to grow, and fester into something more. Paranoia. Fear of outsiders. Fear of his kingdom getting destroyed even more.

❄️ Come time of Chapter 1, he increases security around the castle, using his newfound abilities to bring the statues around Blackrock Castle to life.

❄️ Whenever the heroes step onto the castle grounds, Cruel King can immediately tell the air has changed. That one of them is more than meets the eye. He tells his guards to be careful, but still defend with their lives.

❄️ When the heroes arrive in the throne room, unlike in-game, Cruel King freezes over the door out and windows. It was no longer a throne room. it was now a tomb.

❄️ The fight is long and grueling(more akin to Hatred in difficulty), but eventually, Cruel King is defeated, the Ice Dagger knocked from his hands for the first time in ages, finally rewarded with one last thing. Clarity.

❄️ He mumbles some ramblings about how he "just wanted to save my people", and how "the voices have returned...I failed him once again...I feel cold..."

❄️ and finally drops dead, cold on the floor.

❄️ Then he awakens in Nirvana. How long has he been out? Was he dead? Alive? Undead? He didn't understand.

❄️ But then his attention shifts to a more important topic.

❄️ the voices are gone. he was free.

❄️ thinking back on his final moments, he was furious with the heroes. how dare they take him away from his people, from his kingdom? how dare they strip the life he'd worked so hard for away from him?

❄️ but here he feels oddly...at peace. like all weight has been lifted from his shoulders.

❄️ Then he starts wondering what his kingdom is doing. how Kitchen Wizard is doing.

❄️ Then he hears the spawnpoint activate. He turns to the direction the sound came from, finding the party of heroes approaching.

❄️ They spar for a while, the king's anger slowly petering out as he sees their strength at its peak. yes...they could protect his kingdom. keep it afloat.

❄️ Eventually, he yields. And he gives them a card as gratitude for the sparring matches. They could call on him whenever they needed to.

❄️ extra headcanons time, WOOO-

❄️ Woe, inflicts lactose intolerance upon yon king.

❄️ He paid Kitchen Wizard visits as often as he could, he likes him :)

❄️ He dad sneezes so loud it just sometimes. echoes. it scares some of the knights sometimes.

❄️ He's always had ice magic, the Ice Dagger just amplified it to the UNHEALTHY EXTREME.

❄️ He sticks his tongue out whenever he focuses.

❄️ Shorp teefies. he could bite hard enough to make anyone bleed if threatened.

❄️ Speaking of bite, uh. he can like. have an IRON GRIP??? WITH HIS JAW??? SOMEHOW???

❄️ his favorite meal is a bowl of fully loaded baked potato soup from Kitchen Wizard :3

❄️ he WILL mope in his bathtub if needed, DO NOT INTERRUPT HIM!!!

❄️ The Snorey Bears around the area? He helped raise those mofuckers. They're fat because of HIM.

❄️ Someone tried to set up mouse traps around the castle once when CK was younger. CK sobbed deeply. They just want CHEESE!!! Said person was fired immediately.

❄️ Somehow always smells of peppermint...

❄️ Chunker. Kitchen Wizard made sure he was well fed when he was younger and CK kept those eating habits up into adulthood.

❄️ His ass could NOT survive Turitopolis' climate.

❄️ He never really got any portraits painted of himself, as he wanted to try to not become overly vain.

❄️ He sucks at showing emotion. Like, dude is terrible at it.

❄️ Usually speaks in a monotone voice, but if he yells, you better get running.

[coro-sg]

More Au making and rambling, let’s go!!

A take on the Blocktales Time Travel situation the Player is in

What if they can rewrite the story?

The fun thing about making time traveling aus is wondering if what the time traveler is doing is on purpose or a new experience. I wanna think that if the Player manages to go back in time again (knowing the story of Block Tales), they want to save the sword wielders (minus whatever the hell is going on with Ghostwalker)

It’s basically Undertale except the Player is sentient of the changes. Others like the npcs or bosses aren’t.

For the Ice Dagger, Player avoids trying to cause too much damage in the castle and with the guards to actually speak with the King — maybe even voluntarily go for a one on one chat. Maybe the Player tells him the truth of what will happen to Blackrock or tells him of his fate. It’s a more emotional approach trying to get the Ice Dagger away from the king. And he’s convinced, doing his best to ignore the voices, and you take the Dagger before it gets worse.

For the Venomshank, despite what bickering the Player and Griefer have, the moment the Venomshank is about to be plunged into his leg, Player will knock it away. I don’t think you can really connect with Griefer in this run though, you gotta run away the moment that Venomshank is in your hands LOL

Ghostwalker is challenging I would say. The Player is aware their other emotions are trying to stop them from getting filled with Hatred. So maybe they ally with their fears and purify their soul a different way. Either way, the Player has to touch the Ghostwalker and “die” then come back. The other emotions can turn into other things (like Greed - Generous, Solitude - Companion, Fear - Confidence) so it speeds up the process.

Just a lot more what ifs (different from demo gone wrong au)

[frances525]

chapter 3 spoiler ahead grahh

go play if you havent 😀

i've already beaten chapter 3 since like, a day ago or two and i still cant get over the NPC dialogues especially at the manor

like we got a few NPCs that noticed how depressed we are

then we got NPC dialogues that make me shed tears and scream in anguish like the Blackrock guard having no idea what he wants to do next since the king is dead and Terry talking about Jerry (i cried)

Jerry also made me cry ueueueueuee

although not some dialogue, i wanna mention the picture frame of Erik Cassel and Builderman on Terry's room which is genuinely very sweet for the devs to add but i'm curious if we will ever get to see Erik in Block Tales knowing that he and Builderman were both founders of Roblox and who knows? he might play an important role about Builderman y'know,,,,,

foreshadowing? maybe,,,,

anyways can't wait to get more angst in chapter 4!! hooray!!!

also additional Boss Fighting Stages reference this is so peak

[nok-joke]

you know I never explained anything about phighting tales au so I'll ramble beneath the cut

Griefer woke up in the phighting universe post bubonic plant. He's still in recovery but is mostly non-plant

He has horns now. When he wakes up he's found by Vine Staff, Shuriken, and Slingshot. Since his crowbar is nearby him everyone assumes his name is Crowbar and that's just his identity now

Katana can immediately tell that griefer doesn't belong here

Lost Temple is especially interesting in griefer, them knowing more than they should bc of their god :)

Sword has gone missing. He's actually over in block tales! Got sent on a quest to retrieve his family the swords since they went missing.

It's just a rumor to the public that the swords are missing. Valk and Dom are still there and pretending things are fine

Cruel King showed up in Blackrock, but blackrock's ability to keep secrets made it seem like Griefer showed up first. Cruel King is called Scepter

[nova-dog]

Yall thought I was done with the Roblox oc’s? My friend got me into block tales so goober jumpscare!!

Dior!!! Servalthing, professional adventurer, usurper of blackrock castle, and much more!

Oh yea also my live reaction to beating cruel king

[rifotherifle]

blackrock king doodles

[unreliabletv]

Cruel King [ @artic-king ]

Name/Monikers: Cruel King, King Age: 46 Gender: Male [ He/Him ] Sexuality: Gay, Asexual

[there's a lot I'm so sorry for that] Lore/Hcs: — Before obtaining the Icedagger, the King overall was a kind ruler, usually spending most of his time with both his knights and subjects — When he first started hearing the voices, he slowly started to grow reserved from what they were telling him, making him paranoid — Due to the paranoia, it's when he started to become the cruel King that he would later known as, though mainly towards his own knights at first — He did try and do what he could that he thought would "save" Blackrock, even though his kingdom never needed any saving in the first place. The King was fully convinced by the voices that it would inevitable fall if he didn't take any action — The more paranoid the King grew, the more reserved he became, usually only staying inside of his throne room and refusing to see most people, though this only worsened the voices — Once obtaining the Icedagger, everything he was experiencing prior grew so much worse, to the point it was unbearable for him — Now with the power of the Icedagger, he became the ruthless ruler he was known for, a complete opposite to what he once was — Not only the personality change was one of the effects of the dagger, but also his memory, slowly losing his own memories over time, forgetting who he was before any of this —Ice as well had also slowly started to appear on him, starting off as just frost, but would grow into glaciers, coving most of half of his body — In his mind, he believed that he was in the right, that he was only just protecting his kingdom from it's downfall, no matter how ruthless he had to be just to prevent that — The only people he would listen to during this was only the voices that constantly bothered him, them feeding into his fear and paranoia, guiding his actions — Before the player arrived, he had the Icedagger in his possession for a coupe of years at this point, he was a complete husk of who he once was — After being defeated by the player, he became greatly ill from the loss of the Icedagger, falling in a somewhat coma-like state — In this state, he only dreamt one thing; facing the player in battle just like how he did in the throne room, though now in a constant loop (pretty much Nirvana in game) — After waking up from this state, he was still ill, but well enough to continue ruling Blackrock — Over time, his personality shifted back slowly to what it was like before any of this, returning back to the kind King he was — Even though he no longer had the Icedagger, the voices never left him, but they had died down, only hearing them from time to time — He still stays mostly in his throne room, somewhat afraid to face his subjects again after everything he had put them through — Realizing that his kingdom had only referred to him as "Cruel King" throughout all of this (and seeing that he could no longer remember his own name), he just stuck with being called that. To him, it felt like more of a hassle to go through with a proper name — Though now he is somewhat back to what he was, his physical appearance and damage to his mind are permanent reminders of what he had done — He still believes that he was in the right of going out and obtaining the Icedagger to be able to protect his kingdom, though he does regret it as well — The ice that covers him never melts, no matter what temperature it is

[sirdolraan]

Old Ghosts

(( DWC August 2024 Day 2, Violence/Tenderness, CW: guns, death, murder, blood; @daily-writing-challenge ))

As he did every year around this time, Drogar sat in his study, examining his old, trusty revolver, surrounded by old ghosts.

"NO!" Moira screamed, as Drogar emptied his pistol into the Dark Iron Emperor, finally avenging his clan's suffering from Dagran's plotting. Far from breaking free of the control, Drogar watched, dumbfounded, as she fell to her knees, cradling the un-moving form of Dagran Thaurissan. "Thaurissan was a great and honorable dwarf," she sobbed, "You ruined my life and the life of my unborn child!"

With a sigh, he tenderly and methodically disassembled the pistol piece by piece, giving each component a proper cleaning and oiling. Lorellai had used it extensively in her adventures, and taken fine care of it, but it had been one of his first successes in gun-making, and had accompanied him throughout his adventuring career. He'd made other, more effective and ornate weapons, but this one bore the weight of history. It was important that he be the one to give it a proper deep clean.

"Drogar, reinforcements are coming in, and they've got more of those fire lizards at their back, we have to go!" the mage had yelled, beginning to cast his portal.

Moira had looked at him with hate in her eyes, Thaurissan's blood staining her dress as it pooled beneath him. "Return to Ironforge and tell my father that the heir to the Kingdom of Ironforge will be a Dark Iron dwarf. Whether he approves or not, it shall be."

Piece by piece, he restored the pistol to its functional state, clean and ready to be loaded and used again. It felt heavier in recent years, though he knew nothing had changed physically.

Some weights weren't physical.

The blue light of the teleportation spell surrounded Drogar and his allies as they made good their escape ahead of the howling cries of the dark iron soldiers and their fiery masters. Moira stared daggers at Drogar, helpless to do anything but cradle her beloved husband's corpse. Everyone else was looking elsewhere, but their gazes were fixed on each other as Drogar raised the pistol once more, pointing it at Moira.

Click.

And they were back in Ironforge, mission complete, if not successful. Thaurissan was dead, but Moira had not been rescued. "We're going to need to tell the King what happened, come on everyone," his friends had said, as Drogar lowered the pistol, staring at the empty space where moments ago and miles away he'd seen Moira Thaurissan.

Drogar set the pistol on the table, and sighed. In hindsight, it had been damn lucky the weapon had been empty. Despite his hatred for the dark irons, and the difficulties of the Cataclysm, Moira and her loyalists had not only saved Ironforge, but strengthened his home. The Council of Three Hammers had done well by his people, and their future was bright. He'd done what he was commanded to do. He'd assassinated the ruler of the enemy who warred against them. He'd avenged his uncles, aunts, cousins and more who had died to Dark Iron machinations. And only now, with success and family and everything he'd ever have wanted, was he able to appreciate the cost of what he'd done.

"Th' Butcher of Blackrock. Cannae believe I used t' take pride in it, eh boy?" he asked, gently scratching behind Balinore's ears. The great bear huffed at the disturbance, but leaned into the attention.

A noise from the stairs interrupted his reverie. He turned to see Lorellai coming down the stairs, holding her pack in one hand and looking worried. "Hey Da', do yeh have a minute t' talk?"

Hours later, the sun had risen over icy Dun Morogh, and Lorellai was saying her goodbyes. That minute had turned into hours as they'd learned that Lorellai wasn't the only meddler having the visions, and the decision had been made for those hearing the call to join Dolraan in Dalaran to lend their aid to Khadgar.

"Lass, one last thing," Drogar said, holding his daughter's hand as he drew forth the pistol. "Got it all cleaned up for yeh. May it continue t' keep yeh safe. I love yeh, lass."

Lorellai took the pistol and casually slid it into her her shoulder holster, under her coat. "Thanks Da', we'll both be back before you know it, I'm sure!" she declared, giving her dad a kiss on the nose before hoisting her pack and stepping towards the portal. Moments later, Drogar stood in a smaller crowd that began to break up and return to their work.

"Titans, if yer listenin', keep her safe. And let her give that tool a better destiny than I did."