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'Bow before me'-Lich King
'What does this mean?'-Thalassian
'Hmmm... what to think?'-Thoughts
"Good Morning!"-Speaking
'Hello, I am Charlus. Loyal Death Knight and Servant to the Lich King,' Charlus explained.
It looked as though the... Mages didn't understand him, which was to be expected. They looked to be humans, and as far as his knowledge of humans go (though it was not much) they were not privy to understanding the language of the Blood Elves.
The old man looked confused for a few seconds, and then his face brightened up. He waved his wand while muttering a few words that Charlus didn't understand, and then the wand was suddenly waving over him, making him jump into a battle stance, frightening the children around them.
"What do you think you are doing, Human?" Charlus said, not noticing the change of languages.
The graying old man looked at him in a strange manner. "Might I ask who you are, m'boy?"
'Suddenly I understand him... But how?' Charlus' thoughts were all in a jumble.
"I am Charlus. Loyal Death Knight and Servant to the Lich King. May I ask who you are?" he asked politely, easing from his battle stance.
The old man looked confused at his title, but continued on none the less. "I am Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore, Headmaster of this fine school. May I ask how you came to be here, m'boy?"
Charlus looks contemplative for a moment. "As I was entering my Death Gate, an unknown entity fired a spell at me. I believe that caused a mishap, and my Death Gate brought me here, though I do not know how."
Dumbledore could see that Charlus was troubled by the phenomenon that brought him here.
'Young Charlus, I see you potentially growing in this place. I hope you see it as well. I will not allow you to return until you have grown exponentially,the Lich King says in his mind.
"Is there any way I could join this school as a teacher or student to let myself grow? My Lord said that he will not allow me back lest I have grown. I understand if my request is not possible. If it is not possible, I will search for a different place to stay," Charlus says.
Dumbledore looks contemplative while henthinks this over.
'He is going to send me away, I just know it. What will I do then? Grovel on my feet before the Lich King as I hope for the better?' Charlus thinks to himself. He hopes that the little glimmer of hope in his eyes does not shine too much.
"I have my asnwer. You will..."
Dun dun duuuuun! Cliffhanger!*hides behind several layerslayers of the Protego-charm* I hope I am not too late. This short chapter is to atone for my hiatus. I will be in the progress of making more chapters, but it will take a while. Sorry for the inconvenience. I hope you have the patience to wait for the next chapter.