#it's a series of writing about what goes down with Staxxy in TWW

[vaishino]

Staxxy and The War Within: Part 1

Streaks of violet magic stream smoothly from Staxxy’s fingertips to the anchoring crystal, making the fine adjustments to the wards on the Hall of the Guardian that are necessary for an event as large as this. The council has convened, and decided that Dalaran shall once again be moved to the forefront of the fate of the world.

There are preparations that the Kirin Tor undertake when the city is moved, and Staxxy has returned to do her part. With the last of the reinforcements to the Hall of the Guardian in place, and the vast stores of knowledge secured on the towering shelves.

A flash of violet energy overtakes the city and the island is instantaneously pulled across the sea, to the Isle of Dorn, the Earthen-lands that the Speaker of Azeroth and former King of Ironforge have prophesied. The skies have an unfamiliar scent, lacking the fel-taint of the broken isles. She heads for the portal out, leaving any tome-tidying that needs attending to for Old Filmaff to handle.

Climbing down the tall stairs of the Violet Citadel, Staxxy reaches the ground level and decides her first order of business should be making sure the coffee in the Legerdemain Lounge has made the trip intact.

Staxxy manages to get one foot inside the door when the sky opens up with hundreds of portals. An army of nerubians descend on the city streets. Screams fill the air as civilians and soldiers alike are caught unaware as the creatures lay siege to the city. Mages carried into the air, guards pinned under rubble as spider mages assault the city with spells.

A parapet crumbles behind Staxxy and heavy stone clatters to the ground behind her, spurring her into action. She sprints down the road away from the Lounge, casting a series of illusory copies of herself into the street around her to draw attention.

A nerubian ground soldier charges through one illusion and slams into a wall. Staxxy is glad she wasn’t the one to take the hit. She doubts she’d be standing after that assault. A flying spider swoops in and tries to grab another illusion, gliding harmlessly through it and also slamming into a wall, but not walking away from the manoeuvre. A third flyer swoops down and flies through her final illusion, gliding into Ledger and carrying it into the air as it flaps upward.

“N-no!” Staxxy turns back for a moment, raising a hand to try to retrieve her enchanted tome; Ledger has so often hovered at her side for utility, she almost forgets that it’s an enchanted book and not a creature. 

In her haste to turn to face the swarm, she plows headlong into another fleeing mage. The two of them tumble to the ground, the contents of their loose billowy mage pockets clatter to the ground around them before a pair of nerubians fire some web-lines at the two of them, wrapping them completely before everything goes dark.