knight radiant Knights Radiant & Spren RP [SA SPOILERS]

[Keteᛕ He/Him/His]

10 hours ago, CoderDrag0n8 said:

All the illusions dissipate, while the real Coder strikes out from behind you, right in the middle of your back.

“I’m a spren, but I guess a pen. No one would know it was a weapon, but if your pull it on someone, you can really make them hurt.”

"Knife for me."

Edited May 14 by Through The Living Ketek

[Grubfriend He/Him]

Grub is awoken by the shuffling of feet. He leans on the railing of the arena, entranced by the duel.

Quark wanders over to Seeker and Westward. "Hey Westward! Glad to see you're doing better." They turn to Seeker. "Hey! A fellow mistspren! What ideal is your Radiant?"

[Keteᛕ He/Him/His]

1 hour ago, Through The Living Grub said:

Grub is awoken by the shuffling of feet. He leans on the railing of the arena, entranced by the duel.

Quark wanders over to Seeker and Westward. "Hey Westward! Glad to see you're doing better." They turn to Seeker. "Hey! A fellow mistspren! What ideal is your Radiant?"

Westward blinks. "And you are...?"

[Grubfriend He/Him]

24 minutes ago, Through The Living Ketek said:

Westward blinks. "And you are...?"

Quark is confused for a second, then gets flustered. "Ah, sorry, I keep forgetting we haven't truly met yet. I'm Quark, bonded to Grub, who is leaning on the railing over there." They gesture to Grub, who barely blinks as they watch the duel. "He loves the sword for some reason. When we visited one of the Horneater Peaks, he befriended a 4th son, and got bullied into exercising..." Quark trailed off. "Then the Peak was attacked by the Fused. Bloody battle. Grub has yet to earn his Blade and hid. The 4th son died, and the village fled."

Quark shook his head. "Hey, you got me monologuing! So, you're a conductionspren? When did you come to be?"

[Keteᛕ He/Him/His]

1 minute ago, Through The Living Grub said:

Quark is confused for a second, then gets flustered. "Ah, sorry, I keep forgetting we haven't truly met yet. I'm Quark, bonded to Grub, who is leaning on the railing over there." They gesture to Grub, who barely blinks as they watch the duel. "He loves the sword for some reason. When we visited one of the Horneater Peaks, he befriended a 4th son, and got bullied into exercising..." Quark trailed off. "Then the Peak was attacked by the Fused. Bloody battle. Grub has yet to earn his Blade and hid. The 4th son died, and the village fled."

Quark shook his head. "Hey, you got me monologuing! So, you're a conductionspren? When did you come to be?"

"I'm a Progressionspren, not conductionspren! I grant the Surge of Conduction, or Thermal Transfer at will. I don't like to talk about before." Westward's plasma grows cloudy, as if he were remembering things far long ago. It snaps back to its regular vibarance. "But that's in the past, right?"

[Verdance he/him]

10 hours ago, CoderDrag0n8 said:

“Hey! I’m a very complex person! Each one was life changing in its own way!” Coder yells as the world turns to blaze.

As you lunge forward to strike, I manifest my blade as a spear, right as you are striking, cracking your plate.

I then jump back, solid light weaving hundreds of tiny little blades soaring towards the broken plate section.

Where are you cracking my plate? I have about 50% integrity on the armor between my shoulder blades, but you are facing me from the front afaik

[Grubfriend He/Him]

3 minutes ago, Through The Living Ketek said:

"I'm a Progressionspren, not conductionspren! I grant the Surge of Conduction, or Thermal Transfer at will. I don't like to talk about before." Westward's plasma grows cloudy, as if he were remembering things far long ago. It snaps back to its regular vibarance. "But that's in the past, right?"

"In this Realm, the past is, as the Inkspren like to say. The lines begin to blur, and walls start to break down." Quark gestures at themself. "I am myself, but is the past, the present, or the future me? Water is made of axi, which are made of quarks, which may be made of other things." Quark gestures to their highspren companion. "They were once allied with Nale, and often supported his hunts. Is that them, or is their new life them?"

"What do you think?"

[Keteᛕ He/Him/His]

"I don't want to talk about my past.

....but you have a point."

[Grubfriend He/Him]

Quark smiled. "Very well. Your secrets may remain yours."

The highspren wandered over. "Quark, I give up. I need help with making a new name." She glances at Seeker and Westward. "You guys got any ideas? This isn't really my forte, so to speak."

[Keteᛕ He/Him/His]

1 minute ago, Through The Living Grub said:

Quark smiled. "Very well. Your secrets may remain yours."

The highspren wandered over. "Quark, I give up. I need help with making a new name." She glances at Seeker and Westward. "You guys got any ideas? This isn't really my forte, so to speak."

"Null?"

[Verdance he/him]

4 minutes ago, Through The Living Grub said:

Quark smiled. "Very well. Your secrets may remain yours."

The highspren wandered over. "Quark, I give up. I need help with making a new name." She glances at Seeker and Westward. "You guys got any ideas? This isn't really my forte, so to speak."

Forte?

[Grubfriend He/Him]

4 minutes ago, Through The Living Ketek said:

"Null?"

The highspren cocks her head. "Maybe not." She taps her foot for a moment. "I want something more human. I... kinda envy the closeness that other Orders have with their spren."

3 minutes ago, Verdance said:

Forte?

I'm pretty sure its a phrase. Kinda means "its not my best skill". I could totally be wrong, but none of you can sue me over it anyways!

[Keteᛕ He/Him/His]

1 minute ago, Through The Living Grub said:

The highspren cocks her head. "Maybe not." She taps her foot for a moment. "I want something more human. I... kinda envy the closeness that other Orders have with their spren."

I'm pretty sure its a phrase. Kinda means "its not my best skill". I could totally be wrong, but none of you can sue me over it anyways!

"Lesson?

Or maybe Purpose?"

[Grubfriend He/Him]

27 minutes ago, Through The Living Ketek said:

"Lesson?

Or maybe Purpose?"

"..."

"Nah. Oh! Give me a sec. I just had an idea."

The highspren runs off and starts pestering Grub, and he eventually pulls his eyes from the duel to talk to her.

[Keteᛕ He/Him/His]

Westward taps his foot impatiently.

 

[CoderDrag0n8 He/They]

8 hours ago, Verdance said:

Where are you cracking my plate? I have about 50% integrity on the armor between my shoulder blades, but you are facing me from the front afaik

Like, chest center. The little indent where all the folds come together

[Verdance he/him]

21 minutes ago, CoderDrag0n8 said:

Like, chest center. The little indent where all the folds come together

Sternum? Okay

[CoderDrag0n8 He/They]

14 minutes ago, Verdance said:

Sternum? Okay

Yeah

[Keteᛕ He/Him/His]

Ketek is getting restless from having to focus on his Lightweaving for so long.

[CoderDrag0n8 He/They]

2 minutes ago, Through The Living Ketek said:

Ketek is getting restless from having to focus on his Lightweaving for so long.

Seeker truthbonds the lightweaving so that it sustains itself unless you wish for it to be gone.

[Keteᛕ He/Him/His]

1 minute ago, CoderDrag0n8 said:

Seeker truthbonds the lightweaving so that it sustains itself unless you wish for it to be gone.

Ketek exhales.

Westward wanders towards the mysterious doorway in the vision, deciding if will open it or not

[Stardust She/Her]

Star blinks. 

She'd faded from the vision, she knew, but she is back now. 

And this time she is something of her own. A Hopeforger. 

"We're back?" Ryil asks. "I remember this place. I remember... unfinished thoughts. Things that never got done." he pushes up his tiny spectacles then adjusts his suit. 

Coil weaves between Star's feet. She is as anxious as before- if not more so. "H-hi guys!" She says to the other spren. 

"Hmmm..." Flicker says, her shape pulsing. "What is this? I find it interesting..." 

Star smiles, then walks over to where it appears the conversations are happening. "Hi!" 

[Verdance he/him]

On 5/14/2026 at 12:10 AM, CoderDrag0n8 said:

“Hey! I’m a very complex person! Each one was life changing in its own way!” Coder yells as the world turns to blaze.

As you lunge forward to strike, I manifest my blade as a spear, right as you are striking, cracking your plate.

I then jump back, solid light weaving hundreds of tiny little blades soaring towards the broken plate section.

I deflect the speartip to the side, landing a poke on the lower right leg, and dismiss Regression, summoning him as a large rectangular shield to catch the transubstantiated blades. “Good!”, I say, flinging a solid black block of lightweaving just substantial enough to slow your motion like deep water.

[Grubfriend He/Him]

On 5/14/2026 at 4:16 PM, Through The Living Ketek said:

Westward taps his foot impatiently.

 

The highspren runs back to Westward and Seeker. “Alright! Took Grub a minute to remember some Vorin culture, but we got there in the end! Hi, I’m Chara, based off the Herald Chanarach.”

36 minutes ago, Through The Living Star said:

Star blinks. 

She'd faded from the vision, she knew, but she is back now. 

And this time she is something of her own. A Hopeforger. 

"We're back?" Ryil asks. "I remember this place. I remember... unfinished thoughts. Things that never got done." he pushes up his tiny spectacles then adjusts his suit. 

Coil weaves between Star's feet. She is as anxious as before- if not more so. "H-hi guys!" She says to the other spren. 

"Hmmm..." Flicker says, her shape pulsing. "What is this? I find it interesting..." 

Star smiles, then walks over to where it appears the conversations are happening. "Hi!" 

Grub and Quark run to greet the newcomers. “Welcome back Star! Congrats on the new oaths.”

“Congrats! I was wondering, why did you just fade out all of a sudden?” Quark grabbed Grub’s arm and held it up, displaying the copper bracer on his lower arm. “And remember to record this time.”

[CoderDrag0n8 He/They]

50 minutes ago, Verdance said:

I deflect the speartip to the side, landing a poke on the lower right leg, and dismiss Regression, summoning him as a large rectangular shield to catch the transubstantiated blades. “Good!”, I say, flinging a solid black block of lightweaving just substantial enough to slow your motion like deep water.

"YEAH" I cut through the block of lightweaving like butter, using the shadow to conceal my movements once again, disappearing into the fog.