#manduhs-things

The last party/social event was a dinner with the other members of the Vigil at the Legerdemain in Dalaran. It was a chance to catch up with @knightleonelle, @catraenablazewing, and their newest prospect member, Azavera (who doesn’t have a tumblr...am working on swaying her to the dark side) it’s the first time they’ve all been together in one place since the original invasions started last August, so almost a year spent apart as a group. It was a really good evening to catch up with friends.As far as a best friend, it would be a toss between @adilynia and @knightleonelle. Addie and Den have cultivated a lasting, powerful romance that makes them an unshakeable battle couple OTP. They’re one anothers pillar and confidant when the war and the world ways down, and have seen each other through trying times since they met a little over a year ago. Leonelle is the teacher/mentor that helped Den to rebuild himself after waking from the aftermath of the Scourge invasion. Shakey himself, Den was no where near the stalwart force he is now, and wouldn’t be had it not been for the guiding hand of the Knight Master that trained him.@waitingrose has a very good talent for writing scenes and moments that can often leave me speechless, and a number of times when Leo had to counsel Den on difficult subjects, the young Dwin’arniths views were turned on their heads and cleared to see things from a new perspective. Much like Addie has. They both are the two people he trusts above all else, second only to @magistererillan for being the one person left of their family that hasn’t forsaken him, and instead has been the one to encourage him in his path toward Knighthood.

Easily for him it’s turning your back on family. For all his faults and shortcomings Aenlandrin is absolutely committed to one thing above all else, the preservation and safety of his family. He’s witnessed the joy and happiness and the sorrow that has wracked them all through the years. His father, though admittedly having sworn himself to his fate, bid his son to never give up. There was a turning point where Therestan revealed the truth of their family to his younger son, long after passing the pyromancy to him, and told him to do better for them. Since then, every single action he’s taken has been to ensure their safety, and to free them of not only what he views as a curse, but also the expectations of their station and family. It’s the reason that he so jealously guards Erillan from suitors, seeking instead to allow him to choose a future for himself. And it’s also why he hates Denlandis, even if he tolerates his presence for now. In his mind, the youngest turned his back on everything their family stood for, and though still connected by blood, he refuses to go out of his way for the boy any longer.

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So I’ve touched on this somewhat, but Aenlanin’s connection to the darker forces and thus the fel and shadow magics comes with a price. None but he knows about it, but it’s the reason that he suffers occasional bouts of fainting and seizures. When he first fell to the floor and had his first vision of what can be described as a physical manifestation of Sargeras’ will, a tumor formed in his brain. Unable to cope with the stress of that vision, and reeling from the backlash of magic that invaded his body it nearly killed him. In fact he woke up on the floor only to discover his heart had stopped, and began beating a few terrifying seconds after. Through alchemy and magic he’s managed to abate most of the symptoms and only occasionally suffers dizzy and fainting spells, but when he first learned of his malady it was...excruciating. Debilitating pain, brief lapses in memory and the nosebleeds were a constant. He takes great care to hide his condition, but finds it to be one of the gravest concerns he has when it comes to his physical health. He’s suffered bruises, lacerations, a demon’s claw literally raking him across the chest once. But none it compares to the thought that there’s something hiding in his brain that could kill him at any moment, and like the fel, it’s a lingering, festering thought that plagues him.

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