"Of course. I'll go fetch help to tend to him." Hopefully a frost mage or shaman champion would come by soon to tend to the fire. One could but hope.
"Excuse me. I'll be back shortly." With that said, he knelt and closed his eyes, working for a few seconds to calm his mind and focus on what he wanted. As he did so a shaft of moonlight abruptly fell upon him and shortly upon doing so, he faded from the Archmage's sight, and departed Stormheim to arrive within the Emerald Dreamway.
Arriving in the Dreamgrove, he spoke to a couple druid's before tracking down Malfurion, silently grateful that he was here within the grove and saved him the time of tracking him down elsewhere within Val'sharah. It was as he was explaining the situation concerning Graymane, that something he'd overlooked abruptly came back to the fore of his mind again.
Khadgar hadn't stated that the king had shifted in his attack, but given the severity of the injuries and the amount of blood shed. He suspected it was a given that Graymane had delivered them as a worgen. Which meant that the Archmage would very soon be fighting an entirely new battle against himself.
Great.
Fortunately, it wasn't overly long before he returned with the other druids to Stormheim, perhaps an hour or so had possibly passed he suspected, but he had tried his best to hurry.
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"Excuse me. I'll be back shortly." With that said, he knelt and closed his eyes, working for a few seconds to calm his mind and focus on what he wanted. As he did so a shaft of moonlight abruptly fell upon him and shortly upon doing so, he faded from the Archmage's sight, and departed Stormheim to arrive within the Emerald Dreamway.
Arriving in the Dreamgrove, he spoke to a couple druid's before tracking down Malfurion, silently grateful that he was here within the grove and saved him the time of tracking him down elsewhere within Val'sharah. It was as he was explaining the situation concerning Graymane, that something he'd overlooked abruptly came back to the fore of his mind again.
Khadgar hadn't stated that the king had shifted in his attack, but given the severity of the injuries and the amount of blood shed. He suspected it was a given that Graymane had delivered them as a worgen. Which meant that the Archmage would very soon be fighting an entirely new battle against himself.
Great.
Fortunately, it wasn't overly long before he returned with the other druids to Stormheim, perhaps an hour or so had possibly passed he suspected, but he had tried his best to hurry.