You were hanging out in your castle when the sirens started blaring. Shit. He must be back AGAIN-Varian, his former knight now a dastardly sorcerer-he wondered when he'd ever give up-IF he'd ever give up-and yet...he sort of hoped he never would....
He grabbed his blade that was hanging on the wall and rushed to where he usually came from, his hair waving from side to side as he runs...while it would be annoying at this point...it felt odd to him...strange...
Varian was strolling up, sword strapped to his back and green flames forming in his hands as he gave his signature, cocky, sideways grin-the one that always managed to make you feel a bit week in the knees, smug as he was-
