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Ishik 8 Rysn 15 Ym 7 Nan Balat 7 Axies 9 Baxil 8 Geranid 5 TMWRTHAT 6 Lift 2 NEVER! Zahel 10 Eshonai 7 Szeth 13

Ishik 8 Rysn 15 Ym 11 Nan Balat 6 Axies 9 Why Axies? Baxil 8 Geranid 4 TMWRTHAT 6 Lift 3 Regrowth time! Zahel 10 Eshonai 9 Szeth 13

Which books? Also, welcome to 17S. Hopefully, Voidus and Co. won't attack you. We have Forum games like Guess the... and Hurt&Heal on the General Brandon Discussion Subforum, a game of Sanderson themed Mafia that you can sign up for in the next two hours only, a Tamriel (Elder Scrolls) RP, a Steelheart RP, and of course, theorizing.

Also, in case you didn't see, I edited in some more dialogue to my last WHiT post

That would be good. That's how I know some of the adventurers, and I'm not just randomly there.

There. telekenisis on a rope to tie a knot and keep it tight. Yes, I know Levitation was banned, but Al works on the shady side, and has secrets (Such as levitation)

A rope suddenly flew through the broken window, and knotted itself around a sturdy chair leg. A high elf in a cowl then walked across the rope from the neighboring building. "I saw two idiots on skeleton horses flying across the city. One was about to impale himself on a spike, so I levitated him briefly. It was you! The one with the indignant look on your face. You owe me your life. What is your name, and do you know anything about Somerset Shadows? Also, what is a Dark Brotherhood member doing in the mages guild? I DEMAND ANSWERS!" He looked around the room, and saw Velth. "Velth! Old buddy! It's been too long! Why are you with this idiot necromancer... Wait. Is this the apprentice you were telling me about before? You were right. He really is a clutz. So why are you here with your apprentice and a DB member... Oh, that must be Sulen. Nice to meet ya, I've heard a lot about you. That just leaves Duke, right? Where is he? Can I get his autograph? Oh yeah... Seriously though, why are ya'll here?"

Seriously dudes! It's like the whole recruiting business all over again.

I dunno... I liked Red Seas, and I loved the past plot in RoT, but I really didn't like the flow of the future one. I wish there had been more flowing future sections, and it wasn't just, ok, elections, time to pull petty pranks and reconnect with Sab... Then RoT would have been amazing...

Can Alteration make air solid/make tightrope of water to walk on? If so, I know how I can enter.

That organization was WAY too much fun. Sorry if I'm coming across as bossy. It'll be worth it later, trust me.

This will be good for keeping track of where everybody is at a given point in time, especially when its all linked up.

Yes! Also, should we use a google doc instead of this thread? It seems as though it would be less cluttered.

I'll eavesdrop on that, then pop by to help. Figure me as a glass cannon type berserker in your tactics...

Probably somebody who (like me) actually reads the tags... IDK. I'm thinking that if I find you guys, it would be later in the adventure.

Soembody is either going to need to introduce me or find me on the road...

Fixed. So what are we doing for the first quest?

Name: Al'al Race: High Elf Age: young for a high elf Job: thief/mage Skills: Light armor, mysticism, illusion, One handed, pickpocket, lockpicking and acrobatics Appearance: Al'al looks like your average high elf, except he has a curvy short-sword on the left of his belt, and on the right, a straight one. He never lets them leave his side. he also wears a grey cloak with a cowl that is only used before and after he kills, for when he uses his swords, his hair and eyes glow blood red, and the swords glow with a red light from the gem in their pommels. He normally uses his illusion magic to hide the glow, but in the ecstasy of the kill, he loses control. Backstory: Al'al was born in Solitude when his parents were visiting it. They weren't ready for this, so they left him there and continued on their important diplomatic mission. So Al grew up with the other High Elven orphans in the city and a man by the name of Ben. He never told Al and the rest his real name. It was a hard life, and during it Al learned a lot of thievery skills, pickpocketing, lockpicking, how to pull off heists, how to sell stuff quietly. Ben knew how make High Elves theives. He taught Al illusion and Mysticism magic to help him pull off more than he could otherwise. On the day Al came of age, he found two swords at the foot of his bed along with a note from Ben. It read "Al. You have a choice. You can ignore the swords, and live your life as it is. Or pick up the swords and begin anew as a Killer. Keep your friends, your dirt, your squalor, or leave them for a soulless life of killing and legends." Al picked up the swords, his eyes began to glow, and he entered a bloodthirsty trance. He slaughtered all his friends without a second thought, but when he was finished and the trance left him, he wept and swore never to draw the swords again. Ben walked in and told him "You've passed. Welcome to Somerset Shadows, the true power in the world. You're one of us now. Next you have to kill your parents." Al wept for a long time, then threw the swords at Ben. "NO!" he yelled. "I will be yours no longer!" Ben looked down at the two blades protruding from his chest. "Whoops. Guess I messed up." His eyes rolled back and he slumped to the ground, dead. That day, Al swore never to use the swords unless he was in grave danger. He left Solitude to find the truth about Somerset Shadows Princes:Mora and Dagon EDIT: IDK what the cities are, and IDK if there is an OP group that would work for that, but we could make one, and I could be hiring you all to destroy the group. Also, yes, glowing berserker swords. Deal with it. EDIT2: Group and City added.

What other kinds of characters do we want?

Storm it! That's what I was gonna make! Grr

I might be interested in doing this... Sounds fun.

How about Scott lynch writing TFE? That would be a sight to see...

Can we run this one again soon/repeat a game in the near future?

What is this coffee thing everybody keeps talking about? I'm just having multiple meh days... There is this kid on our Cross Country team, and he's like "Yeah, I ran an hour a day for a couple weeks" so the coach put him in the faster people group (30 mins @9 min mile pace). A mile in, the kid's like "I need to stop." So I have to walk him back, and I don't get a chance to run (again*) because he couldn't explain that he ran his little hour at speedwalking pace, and couldn't run with the big boys. Know your limits! *We had practice yesterday, but my mother sent in the wrong physical, so I had to wait in an hour long line to get one so I would be able to practice.