#lukel sunshadow

Hello friends, people, y'all who may still be following this blog - I have brought Lukel back to WoW and moved his blog over here;

I have the strength to endure it all.

The Basics ––– –

Age: Physically appears to be in the age range of late 30’s, early 40’s. 

Birthday: December 31st

Race: (What was once an) Elf

Gender: Male (most of the time)

Sexuality: Pansexual

Marital Status: Married to @vaelsnipe

𝕀 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕥𝕣𝕖𝕟𝕘𝕥𝕙 𝕥𝕠 𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕦𝕣𝕖 𝕚𝕥 𝕒𝕝𝕝.

ℍ𝕖 𝕝𝕠𝕠𝕜𝕖𝕕 𝕘𝕠𝕠𝕕.

𝕃𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕚𝕟 𝕒 𝕤𝕦𝕚𝕥.

Continued from: A Songbird’s Call Case Study - Part One Case Study - Part Two

“But a caged bird stands on the grave of dreams   his shadow shouts on a nightmare scream   his wings are clipped and his feet are tied   so he opens his throat to sing.”

--Maya Angelou

The following is a series of entries as found in the journal of Doctor Lukel Sunshadow, published scientist, noted scholar, and gifted intellect.

Day 22

The subject has spoken very little since the obscure message was delivered.  Despite keeping her ignorant to external ongoings, I cannot help but feel its timing was anything but coincidental.  News has spread like wild fire of the deadly plague that is afflicting the masses by way of a fragrant and decadent flora.  According to my interpretation, and please note this is -only- my interpretation, the cryptic prose recounts the following events:

While I remain here, conducting this case study, the world patiently awaits an answer.

A choir has been appointed by the Collective comprised of a bass, an alto, a tenor, and a soprano.

Random acts of violence have been committed against innocents, who are later discovered holding an amethyst cloth in their hands.

Noxious flowers have seemingly bloomed overnight, inflicting the masses with a plague, that leads to delusional behavior.

I have been prudent when it comes to the sharing of information.  How could she possibly know such things?

Unless…

Unless They have been watching and listening through the eyes and ears of another?  Hypothesis: Perhaps that is the purpose of this newly established Choir?  I should compare notes with Dr. Xanelen Deh’lorei soon.

Dark thoughts collected on the horizon of his mind, and words that had whispered thier deterrence nearly a month ago, resurfaced in his mind.

You have already lost.

A frown tugged at his overtired features and he struggled to suppress the negative thoughts clouding his better judgement.  He needed to stay focused.  The lives of others were hinging on his progress.  Delving back into his notes, the Doctor’s crimson locks pooled on the surface of the desk around his elbows as he carried on with his ceaseless journaling.  The answers would surface eventually, he could feel it.

Lukel paused, watching the Sorceress for a long moment in silence while his amethyst orbs probed over her bars for the thousandth time. (It had actually been nine-hundred and seventy-six to be precise.)  He ran through the numbers again and again, trying to find his shortcoming. It was too perfect, too soothing for him to feel that it was as sturdy as the numbers told him it was. Something was off but he had no reason to believe that. There were those damned emotions again, interfering with his logic.

“Doctor Sunshadow, we have a situation!"  Called one of the guards, panting as he leaned against the doorframe in an attempt to catch his breath.

Something was amiss. To be continued...

( A special thank you to @lukelf​ for allowing me to portray the Doctor and for editing to ensure character consistency. <3 )