Markings

((Here we are! A new fic for @drew-winchester. I’ve heard how busy you have been, so here’s a little gift for you! I know it’s not going to be ENTIRELY copy and paste from your comic. Here’s hoping your week gets better, and I hope you enjoy!))

Khadgar was sitting at his desk late at night, reading over some of his old notes. He chuckled at some of them, enjoying how anxious for adventure he once was. He put the book down, and before he could get another, he noticed something. Khadgar noticed out from the corner of his eye, how Perry has been walking around sluggishly. Her expression carried a heavy dismal look on it.

A Feeling Remembered

((This fanfic is based off of my last headcannon on the subject: Peregrïn Death Knight AU. This will be in option 3: Perry being free from the Lich King and is now with Khadgar. There will be angst so be warned. Special thanks to @drew-winchester for personally making this for me. You are an amazing and the nicest person I’ve met so far, and I hope you and your followers enjoy!))

The fall of the Lich King has been achieved. In the final days, the heroes of Azeroth came together as one to rid the world of the cold icy grasp of Arthas. For many, the time had come to celebrate. However, not all were happy now, namely the Knights of the Ebon Blade.

Many knights had tried to reintegrate into mortal life. Many of these fallen races all joined their respective factions, and now serve their king/warchief. Others, remained on Ebon Hold, not believing they were or ever to be welcomed back after everything. Many of these now serve to keep the Scourge contained in Northrend and infected areas. Few decided to end their lives, as their was no longer a purpose to exist and/or couldn’t bare the maddening cries of the innocent that ringed in their minds. Fewer still had rejoined the scattered forces of the Scourge. Whispers speak of these knights now served a new master, but with no viable proof they are often merely seen as having gone mad.

This story follows a freed night elf named Peregrïn, who was in the company of her lover Khadgar. Khadgar does his best to help Perry with the burden of her new class. Meanwhile, Perry tries to rediscover her emotions. More so than gloom, anger, frustration, sulking, blank, etc.