"M-my lord..." The middle-aged stonemason Kurdran Wildhammer had brought over seemed somewhat nervous.
For him, this might have been his first time riding a Gryphon, and it might also have been his first time seeing so many High Mages.
Looking at the dozen or so Mages before him in Robes of different colors, the stonemason seemed to know a thing or two, turning his gaze straight toward the one in gray.
As far as he knew, Wizards in gray Robes belonged to the highest ranks of Wizards...
Kel'Thuzad merely snorted and stepped aside to clear a path.
Then a High Elf Mage in a blue Robe walked over, looking at the stonemason with a smile on his face.
"You may call me Karin, Mr. Stonemason!"
His tone was gentle and pleasant to hear... The stonemason could not help breathing a sigh of relief. He had always thought these Wizards of Dalaran were sinister and frightening, but this Elf lord did not seem to be like that.
"It is an honor to meet you, Lord Karin!" the stonemason said humbly. "I am Edwin VanCleef, chairman of the Stormwind City Stonemasons' Association..."
"VanCleef?" Karin blinked.
"Yes, my lord..." VanCleef nodded in surprise. This Archmage from Dalaran actually knew his name.
"I hear you oversaw the rebuilding of Stormwind City?" The surprised expression on Karin's face quickly vanished, and he asked with a smile, "King Varian must have mentioned you to me!"
"That is indeed the case..." As VanCleef spoke, he looked around the "island" and asked, "My lord, are you planning to... build a castle on this island?"
As far as he remembered, there had been no such island in Loch Modan. But the powers of Mages had always been beyond imagination, and he did not dare ask more.
"Nothing so complicated,"