One should never take long to respond to the call of a dragon. Valrynnia had learned that lesson quite a while ago, but when she heard the call summoning her to Northrend, she couldn't help but pause at the thought of venturing back to that freezing wasteland. Still, a summons was a summons. So she prepared her thickest coat with a fur mantle, wrapped it around her shoulders, and bid farewell to the lovely gold and crimson spires of Silvermoon City and her warm and cozy laboratory. The Bronze Dragonflight hadn't offered her a ride, and she hadn't needed one, in fact she rather disdained being carried about as if on a carriage. When you were a proper mage capable of ripping holes in time and space the idea of travel by mount seemed somewhat quaint. Dalaran was on the move, or so she'd heard, but she thankfully had portal access to the Bronze Dragonshrine a mere stone's throw from her destination, and it was with trepidation that she stepped from one side of Azeroth to another.<br/><br/>The cold hit her hard, even in the relatively protected shrine, so she wasted no time in teleporting herself across the landscape, the cold spurring her on before she appeared at the top of Wyrmrest Temple in a somewhat subdued flash of light, adjusting her bangs and mantle in the wind. She listened quietly as the Red Aspect spoke to them, even the simple heat emanating off of her was enough to provide some comfort, and Val was more than polite as she listened to her speak. The Burning Legion was the issue, naturally, one didn't have to be on the front lines to figure that out. She had detected their fel taint on most of her instruments, but she hadn't known the extent until now. Taking the shining gold weapon with all due reverence, she took a moment to size up her apparent "counterparts".<br/><span style="color: olive">"This is an interesting gathering to be sure. Under normal circumstances we might be at odds, but I suppose we answer to a higher calling as it were."</span>She adjusted her spectacles, emerald eyes shining as she looked at the Night Elf.<span style="color: olive">"A Kal'dorei druid, I can't say I've ever met one in person either. Fascinating. I suppose introductions are in order, I'm Valrynnia Tempus and I look forward to working with you."</span><br/><br/>In truth she doubted she would enjoy much of what was to come, but it paid to be polite. Etiquette was important.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>