Nathrangking

IT's been three years and believe it or not I was very hesitant to join. Initially, I only wanted the aether of the night document. I never thought that I would become so engrossed. I hit the ground running in most areas save theorycraft and RPing (Advanced Courses you understand) I was shocked by how friendly everyone was. Now I consider you sharders to be like a second family. It is humbling to be able to chat and otherwise interact with so many amazing people spren @Spren of Kindness and one fish (@I Used To Be A Fish) etc.... The Shard has really given me a place to go to just be a Sanderfan and nothing else. You all have helped me get through some hard times. Simply. Thank you all!! How can I pick a memory? It has all been amazing.

Circestran sits primly in the chair. She radiates authority. Had a crown been sitting on her head the whole of the cosmos might have named her empress. A subtle aura flows around her. The slightest of smiles shows in her eyes as she watches Fox drop onto the second throne that she had conjured. "I have had many names. You may call me Circestran or Circe if you wish. I am curious. How long did it take Nath to tell you to trust his words?" Circestran settles back and watches Fox intently.

I don't know that it is my place to approve or not, but it certainly has a noteworthy score.

Ok. Tommorow is another day with another recommendation to be had.

Mita stands aloof sealing again the gates to the realm. Any potential breach gains a legion of guards. Mita conjures thrones for himself, Patch, and Vapor. He sits and motions for them to do the same. @Negative_Null

The laughter leaves her eyes and she waves her hand an ornate throne of diamond covered in silks appears beneath her. She sits. "I remember being so young. I had so much power, but I was alone. It did not bring me comfort knowing that I was strong until Nath I knew no love.If you met him you know that an hour with him is more of an adventure than some ever see in a lifetime." She conjures another throne. "Sit. There is no reason that you must stand." I am resting in comfort. The pain is a bad dream. Somewhere my memories flow. What Fox and I discussed flows by as a calm river. In the distance the harm that Fox did to me hides in shadow. Mita calls forth a bejeweled gold coin from the air. He flips it toward James. "I have opened our defenses enough to allow you two to speak and no more."

"What do you fear? This realm is safe. Once you have gone without breaking your word all will be as it was before. Do you have intentions of doing us harm that you are unwilling to swear? I in turn as your host would swear to do you no harm and protect you while you are a guest in this place." Circestran once again laughs though this time it is more controlled. "I am not in your mind. I am as real as you are. Why would you believe that this form would allow me to read your mind?"

"An unbreakable oath. If you break the oath then you literally destroy yourself. All protective magics are bound. It should be a simple thing for one who is assisted by shadow creatures and deities."

"Must I do what? This realm hardly takes well to those that invade it. I had nothing to do with that particular event. However, if you insist on remaining on remaining I bind you to obey the rules of this realm."

Did you skydive while reading Mistborn? What a day! You won't believe what happened. It all started when....

There is a glint of something not unkind in Circestran's eyes when she meets Fox's gaze again. "You probably know that I have been killed. I am not quite a ghost. However, my immortal spirit imprinted a shadow of itself onto this dagger which meant so much to me. I am not alive and not dead. I am you might say a guide for the one who wields the knife. Even if the knife is destroyed I will continue to survive with the remains. It is I suppose the cost of my attachment to that dagger." My bones begin to mend. I fall into a peaceful slumber. The chains appear around Mita and then fall away. Mita nods his head and the marble floor consumes James' feet and lock them into their depths.

I did not do that one. What is the worst thing to say when someone asks you if they know you?

Circestran meets the daggers of Fox's with frozen lances of her own. Inexplicably she begins to laugh. A sudden wave of laughter bends over her proud form. Her proud form is doubled over as laughter that floats like beams of light in the early morning takes flight. The eagle wings on her back fold as spasms rock her. When she looks up again the smallest measure of ice has left her gaze. Something almost a distant relative of a smile settles on Circestran's face. A tear rolls out of her left eye. Her breathing picks up a little. All of this melts away after a momentary eternity. "This is precious. I can see well why if what you said was true Nath would have given you the knife. He saw in you what he said that he saw in me. It seems that we both have a fire and ice mixture running through our veins." She pauses and takes in a deep calming breath. "I it would seem am an echo tied to that knife that he gave us. I doubt he even knows."

How do you really feel? War is sometimes not the answer.

What can I say? I have seen a fair share of musicals in my time. I suspect that you will enjoy tomorrow's as well. I'm divided again today, but here we go @DramaQueen. "The sun will come out tomorrow."

No post is without purpose. You see even this post is a time filler. Time filling could be viewed as being a purpose. In any case how about the weather?

I groan in pain. A multitude of fires burn within me all at once. I crack open my eyes as tears flood down them. My voice cracks under the accumulating pain. "I think I pushed myself too far. As an immortal I had no limits..." I pause as wave of white hot pokers smash into my sternum. "Now I have reached my physical limit." I purposefully ignore Queen's question, but I send a small wave of gratitude toward her mind via our bond. Cicestran's eyes narrow a little bit of the cold calculation that had been there before returns. "I can see that you are withholding information from me. You also ignored some of what I asked of you. However, I admire the courage that you have displayed this day. Know that I will discover the truth that you hide." She dismisses her blade and armor with a thought. With blinding speed her right hand lashes out and grabs Fox's hand. Cicestran puts Fox's hand in a death grip and thrusts the contested knife into her abdomen. Shock transforms into confusion which in turn morphs into realization as the knife sinks painlessly into her flesh. She releases her hold and steps back. There is no blood on the knife nor is there a wound on her body. Four clipped words are arrows from her lips. "How did I die?" "Belief has nothing to do with anything. You have spent little time among gods. Fate did not send you here. You foolishly believe that Fate cares." In less time than it takes to blink Mita appears before James. His blade presses into Jame's chest. "Death does not want you this day. No instead you will be our guest." Chains appear upon James binding his arms and legs. "Try and break them. These are nasty little chains. They are tied to your soul. You will be consumed if these chains are removed by any, but myself."

Her eyes are wild. Any control that she had had evaporated. There is a question buried deep within her, but she dare not speak it. "What troubles you child that you received aid?" He trusts her does he? His trust cannot be bought. "What of you? Does he truly trust you? Would you trust him with your life." Her blade does not waver. The slightest look of hesitance appears in the depths of her soul. "I believe that you think that you are special. Uncle rarely leaves his realm. When he does it is to toy with mortals. He won't be coming to save you. If I run you through you will die. I know that you believe what you say. If you desire life desist with this foolishness." Mita's voice takes on a dangerous edge. He calls a wicked looking hand and a half blade to him. It seems to almost taste the tang of blood. There is an almost eagerness within it to take life.

Just about. Night all. The person below me speak fluent latin.

"You lie!" Her wings unfurl. "He would not betray our love." She begins to advance on Fox. "If you did not steal it from him somehow you took them from me. How?" She levels one of the blades and rests it under her chin. "How did you get that blade? Who is this Queen to whom he speaks?"

"You act on behalf of my uncle. You have made us aware of the thing which can destroy us. Go now. You have done your task."

Would that be manual crank or automatic? What is the worst things to say when you break your older sister's computer?

"He was the guardian who allowed the gates to open and the evil to rush free. He believed himself so powerful that he could free prisoners and not suffer consequences. He freed one and then them all. All are at risk because of his foolishness. He shook the mindscapes threatening the safety of all immortals." Mita's etes go wide for a moment. He turns to face James. "You entered through a breach. Do you know what you have done?" @xinoehp512

Mita looks at her emotionlessly. "Ah yes, the famous Nathrangking. He claims much knowledge and power. These he has not earned. He cannot teach you as mother would. This threat that you came to fight is connected to Nathrangking's hubris." "Cannot? Do you long to die? I am within my rights to slay you. It is my patience alone that keeps you alive. I would dwell carefully on that fact if I were you. Consider your next words with care."

Mita turns to Patch. "You may leave anytime that you wish. Vapor may go with you if she wishes, but then she will not be helped by my mother. Her chances at honing her skills will be lost." @Vapor