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    List every Sharder you are well acquainted with.
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    Sheln knelt down and scooped up a bead, pushing Light into it to manifest it. A sword- not a Shardblade- appeared in his hands. He balanced on his glass bead raft, looking at the girl with a wary expression. "What are you?" he asked, his voice strangely accented. "How do you have such power?" He stood up, shattered Shardplate helm slowly beginning to reform, holding his sword in front of him as if in defense.
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    Sheln's eyes flicked from the girl to the deadeye spren besides her, confused. "Your... spren?" he murmured. "How is that possible?"
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    Sheln stumbled backwards, blinded by the sudden flash. Where...? All of a sudden, something slammed into him from the front. He fell backwards with a yelp, instinctively popping into Shadesmar.
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    Sheln stumbled back a step, his blade continuing on its upward trajectory, directly into the place where Cassie had just teleported into. Fast, he noted. Fifth oath for sure.
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    Sheln stumbled slightly as his Blade passed through empty air, but recovered quickly. As the girl popped back into the Physical, he swung his Blade upwards into her path, bending his knees slightly to ready for an impact.
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    In as Rashor.
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    Sheln crouched atop a building, watching the battle from afar. Watching and analyzing. It didn't seem to be going too well for the Enlightened at present, despite their advantage in numbers and size. The Radiants fought with deadly accuracy and power, slaughtering the poor halfsingers one by one. One girl in particular - a Willshaper, by the looks of it - was having remarkable efficiency with her strategy of teleporting randomly around the battlefield. Well trained, he noted. Powerful, too. At least fourth level, probably fifth. Remarkable power, for one so young. There was likely one or two more among the crowd, as well. By contrast, most of Sheln's army was First Fusions- so weak with their power they almost might as well not have them at all. He despaired at seeing so many cut down, even if most were simply illusions. But he didn't have time to grieve. Not now. Sheln stood up, eyes still on the Willshaper girl. In his mind, he began to count heartbeats. One. Two. Three. Their enemies might be children in age, but their powers made them more. Much more. Four. Five. Six. But they weren't invincible. Sheln had Light too, after all. Seven. Eight. Nine. And as a full singer, he could match any fifth-oath in terms of power. Ten. Sheln grinned as the Shardblade dropped into his hands. With one smooth motion, he leapt off the rooftop, sunset glinting of his Plate as he fell- -and then he teleported, swinging his blade directly at the Willshaper girl. @AonEne
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    So true.
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    Twelve people sat around the table, their faces barely illuminated by the flickering candlelight. Twelve sets of glowing red eyes gleamed steadily, each marking their owner for what they truly were. At the head, stood a man clad in carapace, his skin marbled the color of ash and fire, red eyes shining brighter than any of the others. A rhythmic pattern infused his every word, as though he were on the verge of bursting into song at any moment. “You may be wondering why I’ve gathered you here tonight,” said the man in a low, thrumming voice. “As you all know, there was an unsanctioned attack on a group of young Radiants here in Seattle not twenty-four hours ago. A group of Seedbound got loose, made their way to Seattle somehow, and targeted the largest gathering of Radiants they could find. An unfortunate accident. Or so the Council thinks.” He turned his gaze steadily over the gathered individuals, observing each expression with a practiced eye. “In reality, the entire situation- escape, transport, attack- was organized by myself as part of a larger plan.” His eyes seemed to gleam even brighter now, pinpoints of light glowing in the darkness. “A plan that brings us hope.” Twenty-four ears listened intently as Sheln laid out his plan. Twelve eyes gleamed with intensity, ready to strike back at the enemy that had oppressed them for so long. -------
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    Do I need to ask approval with non-interventionist characters?
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    Rekaerb leaned against the wall at the mouth of the alley, rubbing his blue-and-red pendant absentmindedly. He glanced briefly at his watch and tapped his foot anxiously. Five o’ clock. They’re late. This was a problem, and not just because waiting at the foot of an alley was dangerous. He wasn’t worried about that; there was nothing permanent that anything inside could really do to him. Except maybe kick him out of the DA… He rubbed his pendant again, forcing himself to think happy thoughts. His contact could still be coming. Just because they were a few minutes late didn’t mean they wouldn’t show up. Maybe there’d been an accident in the lab somewhere. Maybe an abomination had gotten loose, and they’d had to deal with it. The DA had a lot of labs, after all. One could have coincidentally happened to get loose at the exact time the meeting was supposed to happen... You think it coincidence? Ha! The words came unwillingly to his recollection, and he pushed them away forcefully. Happy thoughts, he thought, forcing a smile. Happy thoughts...
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    Better not. You don't want to call down the wrath of the admins, after all.
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    It was enchanted pizza.
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    Nekorb swallowed nervously and followed. Please don't eat me, please don't eat me...
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    Of course. Was there any way for the village to win that one, realistically?
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