Return of the Mage

[ixis]

The stone tower has remained in its distant reaches of the Nexus, a constant looming landmark at the border of the Wilds. But its owner and inhabitant has been silent and missing for so long now, hasn't he? The only reassurance that he's not dead is the family that has made their home on the outskirts of the tower, tending to the chao and rebuilding their own life after fleeing Azeroth's Westfall. Only they have been graced with rare glimpses of the Mobian mage, who otherwise has locked himself inside, working obsessively on...something.

So the sudden pillar of smoke that rises from the landmark might be cause for notice, if not alarm. It swirls and grows, soon gathering itself into a singular column of dense smog and streaking towards the central plaza. And there in the middle does it descend, pulling its billowing shape into something more solid. The gruesome form it ends up taking is none other than the long-absent Ixis Naugus, jeweled staff in hand, cape pulled around his shoulders with his claw.

He casts a surveying look around, taking in the usual views and the present people. After doing so, his face splits into a toothy grin and he poses his question:

"Well? What have I missed?"

Comments

[smartass_captain]

"Then it's settled. I'll get to work on rounding up who we'll need to get these safe zones and bunkers constructed. When it's finished, you can handle warding the areas. Next time there's trouble in the Nexus....at least we'll be better prepared."

Truthfully, that's all one can ever really hope to accomplish when trying to defend people. Jim tends to forget that in his goal to save everyone but the closer he gets to it the better off everyone is, in the long run.

And if it gets these two Nexus frequenters to work together on something well, stranger things have happened before. It is the Nexus. Anything is possible.