The Stormfather
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So saffrons sneakier got captured somehow? azalea is trapped in a tunnel? i missed some things. Arc the shade floats around aimlessly. He moves towards the centre, wary of the silver and the pain it brings. He spots another shade, who seems vaguely familiar. ”ahhhhh……”the groan barely makes a noise, shocking arc in that he can make noise. Struggling to maintain self awareness for a few blissful moments he pieces together the word. ”Alder.” @Argenti if a game maker has a problem with this, tell me.
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Arc the shade feels a strange warmth inside, moving towards his shelter. The shelter feels like home, yet when he tries to enter, it burns. Oh, that pain. The pain of touching silver. The pain of abandonment. Arc moves away from the shelter, seeing fire. He draws away, angry. He moves to the eastern mouth of the river in a rage, searching for someone to.... murder.
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Arc the shade is having a nap. He's tired. Can Arc the shade interact with Alder the shade? How much humanity does he have left.
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Wait am I a shade now since they killed me?(Maniacal laughter.)
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Arc throws himself at the shades, a last ditch effort to save quill and rask. “you saved me once. Guess I’m returning the favour.”he swings his knife wildly, shouting and dodging, getting the shades to attack him. More and more come, and at first he does well. Cold seeps up his legs and he falls to the ground, still swinging. ”I am Arc of district 1! Remember this! Remember that we don’t have to be murderers!” He yells at the cameras, dying. “And remember, Callie, that I never told anyone!”Still don’t know anything about Callie, still bluffing. “Quill. Rask. Win this for me. heswongs again with his last breath, sending the knife through the air to land near quill and rask. ”take the knife.”a shade charges again, taking the soul from the brave warrior. btw arc dies.
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"QUill! Help!"Arc yells, swinging out his knife again to drive back the angry shades. "Alder lit a big fire and now shades are mad!!!!!!"
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Arc swings his knife in long sweeps, hoping to maybe hit a less intelligent shade.
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Arc backs away and goes back to the shelter. He kinda sneaks, to avoid the shades.
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Alder does… right? he lit the fire, and arc is like, ten feet away, threatening Alder with his knife and stick. Arc backs away slowly, watching the shades.
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So what happens with the fire thing…………………
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Arc spots Alder, holding out his knife and stick threateningly. “Step away from the fire. Now.”
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Arc goes off to find alder, following the smoke. He holds his knife and stick fearfully.
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Arc notices a bit of smoke, pointing it out to quill and rask and asks if they should go kill whoever lit the fire
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Argenti stole my idea! good on ya’. can elan donate me a frog spleen?
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Question of the day: would you rather be on roshar at during the desolation or on scadrial during the time right before the catacendre in HoA?
i would rather be on Roshar. Life doesn’t really change for the random people, and I might get to go to urithiru.
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Arc tries to cut a small stick off of a tree with his knife
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Lotus blossom? is the knife that arc has serrated in any way? Could he use it to cut a branch offf a tree and get a stick?
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I love how I’m clearly in a different time zone than everyone. I’m going to bed way before and for me everyone is posting well into the night. Arc takes his knife, and begins to slowly cut through a small bit sturdy branch of a tree, wanting a makeshift quarter staff.
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I think cassian killed that other dude. Working theorie.
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Arc is going to walk over to the river, scoop some water into his mouth and creep back to the shelter. (Felt like O should post this since I’ve been imagining him going to the river a few times.)
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One less thing to worry about
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Parts of it are confusing, but I can understand most of it. Except chickens.
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Arc hands the came to Quill. ”You did want a silver staff. Give Rask the knife. I won’t be much help, even with a weapon.”Arc prods at his hurt flesh.
