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Ecthelion III

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  1. I have a character and backstory, I just need to find the time to write it out.
  2. Wait, do the Potential Returned not know that they're Potential Returned? Where does it say that? I thought it was a role like any other SE game.
  3. Rox received his reply by a nearly identical strawman the next morning: "Ten o'clock. One unit northnorthwest of the usual spot." Rox smiled. That man and his paranoia. When nine-thirty came around, Rox departed in shadow. His job as a spy was complete, and with luck, he could make it to the designated location without being caught up to by the boss--no, the former boss. Luck was not in his favor. Rox put up a good fight, but in the end, he caved to the sheer number of the woman's other guards and personal warriors. "Well, well, well," the woman said. "Look what we have here. A deserter. You know I cannot allow this." Rox struggled against his captors. "I'll just give you my Breath. I've heard it's less painful that way." "You have already lost your chance to go painlessly, living or otherwise." The woman procured a dagger from her cloak. Rox's eyes widened. The dagger hit. Pain. Pain and blackness. As Rox faded into final unconsciousness, he could vaguely make out the woman standing over him with a stone. Her lips moved, but no sound came out. Darkness. Darkness. * * * Light. Rox cracked open an eye. All was light. Was this... was this... heaven? He assumed so, given the marked absence of infernal pits of flame and agony. And then he heard a voice. A gruff voice. "Rough life, you know that?" Rox opened the other eye. More light streamed in. "Vasher? Is that... is that you?" The voice spoke again. "It's me, all right." "Not to be rude or anything," Rox said, "but I didn't exactly imagine you, well, here. After all the things you've done." "What do you mean, here?" "Well, you weren't exactly the most--what's the word--righteous person back in your lifetime." "What are you talking about, Rox? Do you have a hole in your brain as well as in your chest?" Rox strained to open his eyes a little more, and was rewarded with the view of a cold concrete room. It smelled musty and the floor was dirty. Rox considered a moment. No, this definitely isn't heaven, he decided. "So, does this mean I'm not dead?" Vasher chortled, a sound Rox had never heard before. "No, Rox, you're not dead, though that woman sure tried her hardest. You're here at the safe house." Rox groaned, slightly disappointed. Heaven would have been nice. WOOOOOOOOOHHHHHOOOOOOOOOOO! I won the lottery! (Well, one breath of it, at least. And here's the rules clarifying your question, Magestar. As for me being a Potential Returned, seriously guys? How thick do you think I am? The last thing I'd want to do after being attacked would be to say that I'd been attacked. That would make people suspicious of me when I didn't actually die.
  4. Yes, my Breath count was high, but I don't know how that's suspicious since it was just RNG and luck. Unfortunately, this now means that one of the eliminators can survive for 24 turns. I agree that it's a good idea for the lunch target to give their Breath instead of a second person.
  5. (I have nothing personally against you, Magestar. I really wanted you dead because you were Poison and I was Grass, so you could have one-shotted me.)
  6. WHY?! WHY IS IT THAT EVERY SINGLE LG I DIE THE VERY FIRST TURN?!!?!? (I had 8 Breath by the way. Also, if someone would be so kind as to lend me theirs, that would be great, but no one's going to.)
  7. Hurt Feruchemy, Heal Rithmatics 2. Feruchemy- 1 7. Surgebinding- 22 15. Rithmatics- 62
  8. I decided to name my character Rox. He's still a mysterious cloaked figure. “Don’t… tell them… anything,” Shadowbringer whispered from inside the room. “Goodbye, Everlight.” “Colors,” the boss said as she stared down at Shadowbringer’s corpse. “No,” Everlight said. “No!” And then her bonds broke, and she leapt up to grab the stone before the boss could react. She slapped the stone onto the boss's forehead and recited as fast as she could, “Your Breath to mine, your life-” That was as far as she got before the boss put her in a deadlock. Everlight may have been Returned, but so was the boss, and she was also a trained fighter. “So that’s how it works,” the boss commented. “How absurdly simple.” She waved her hand--her signal for guards. Rox shifted from his stiff standing position and ran into the room, easily pinning Everlight with the help of another guard. Probably a more loyal one, too, Rox thought with a smile. The boss held up the stone in her hand, considering it, then walked up to Everlight. “I’m sorry, but we can't let anyone know we exist. I regret having to do this.” "Get it over with, then." The boss carefully placed the simple grey stone on Everlight’s forehead. “Your Breath to mine, your life become mine,” she recited. Everlight’s aura dimmed, and then flickered out, and she collapsed to the floor beside Shadowbringer’s still-pooling blood. The boss inspected the stone, then nodded. “Leave them here,” she ordered. “We have what we need.” After a moment, the boss turned and strode out of the dim room, waving a hand to dismiss Rox and his fellow guard. Rox exited through a side door. After glancing around the tunnelway to ensure he was alone, Rox procured a piece of paper from his guard uniform and wrote a short message. Then, he stooped down on the stone floor and gathered a small pile of straw. In moments, he had it woven into a vaguely human-shaped effigy. Rox attached the paper to the strawman and gave a whispered command. Immediately, the figure jumped up and ran down the tunnel. Rox bowed his head and said a silent prayer that his message would reach aboveground. After all, it was their only hope.
  9. @Oversleep It's actually confirmed by Brandon. http://coppermind.net/wiki/Baon
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