Drakkwall
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My name is Lord Daniel Prestor, I am the inheritor of the Prestor line of Stormwind, I am the cousin to Lady Katrana Prestor who was once the royal advisor, but left Stormwind to teach me the ropes of nobility when I was found without any memories in Gilneas. She spent four years teaching me and I am forever grateful to my cousin's teachings. I have decided to put my skills of magic and nobility to good use by working with the Alliance and the Horde to improve their stability with each other. Though with Garrosh Hellscream and Varian Wrynn at each other's throats is it easier said then done.
I can only sigh in frustration as I step out of the portal which leads me to Theramore where Jaina Proudmoore, the master Archmage and queen of Theramore rules in a state of neutrality to the conflict between the Horde and the Alliance. As I walk through the room, dressed in my black, blue and gold colored robes, a staff with a dragon shaped head with an emerald within it on the top, I see several women giggling at me and I resist rolling my eyes. some of those women are not human, elf, orc or any other mortal race, some of them are dragons, as they too have diplomats in this land. Some of them are blacks I notice by the markings on their robes.
While relations between the five aspects had been a bit strained these last couple of years since the defeat of Deathwing, have the madness of the Black Dragons, the Nether Dragons and the Twilight Dragons ended and the Black Dragons have begun to recover their numbers and diplomatic relations alongside their sanity while the others wish to be left alone. The damaged areas of the world since the cataclysm has been repaired by the blacks, while there's still a search for a new Black Aspect are the dragons still able to manipulate and care for the earth.
The fact that even dragons giggle at my appearance should be flattering or at least an ego booster but I am not one to care for such matters. My work is more important then my own social life, I have some friends and distant family so I do not need more social life, at least not while the Horde and the Alliance are against each other's throats. As I enter the large hall where the leaders of the world gather I can only sigh as I see Varian, along with his new wife Valeera the Blood Elf, glare at the orc War Chief Garrosh who stands with his advisor. I see Jaina keep the peace by distracting Varian while the advisor of Garrosh is keeping him from barring weapons at the human King, impressive considering how stubborn he is. I see the dragon aspects standing alone in a corner, well two of them, Ysera the Dreamer and Alexstrasza the Life-Binder, drinking a goblet of some fluid while smiling at each other. As I enter many eyes turn to me but I ignore them, walking over to the King and bow my head in greeting to him and Jaina before approaching the buffeé table, mmm I wonder if they got any of those roasted chicken nuggets I enjoy?
OOC: Deathwing was defeated and remade by the Aspects, turning him into a blank slate, with his insanity gone, along with his memories and personality, have the Blacks, Nethers and Twilight dragons regained their sanity. He is remade into Lord Daniel Prestor, and is taught what he knows by his own daughter Onyxia, who left Stormwind after regaining her sanity. Though he doesn't know this and neither does she, she thinks he is a dragon hybrid, the only one noted to be survive the birthing.
As he acts as a diplomat between the Horde and the Alliance will several important women in his long life as Neltharion and Deathwing begin to approach him, including the other aspects and his own flight, and tries to bring him to a solid path and keep him free of the influence of the Old Gods. And while doing so several females falls to his unwitting charm and he finds himself with an even larger mess he has to maintain control over before it gets out of hand.
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