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I will be updating the brackets when I can!
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"I'd rather talk about that later after we find out if we live to see another day." Rhazien said.
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Rhazien frowned at the body the had randomly appeared. His wound ached terribly, no amount of stormlight would heal it. He was slowly dying. He had no clue how long he would live. He looked at Yzabet and back at the unconscious body. He was so close, he just needed three more investitures and he would be complete. He looked at Yzabet once more. "Come we are leaving. I don't know what attention this could bring us. What it could bring is disaster. I don't like it at all." He said grabbing her hand and pulling her away.
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Rhazien threw on the coat Nei'an gave him. It would be easier to keep track of. He would fulfill the dying wish of his friend. He armed himself with every weapon that he bought before leaving the the inn to look for Yzabet. He found her gazing up at the stars in a small garden. He approached her and wrapped his arms around her. "What is occupying your mind?" He asked.
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You Know You're a Sanderfan When...
Lord Meeker replied to Shardbearer's topic in General Brandon Discussion
When your yearbook quote says, "I mix as well as hamsters mix with a bucket of paint." -
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Rhazien Walked in a moment later. "Hey babe. Couldnt sleep needed some air."
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In the dead of night, Rhazien snuck from the inn with perfect stealth. He followed Nei'an down the street. He sucked in storm light attempting to lash himself towards the drunken man. Nothing happened. The spikes must has malfunctioned or something. Thought Rhazien. With a sigh he snuck the rest of the way to the Nei'an. He pressed his hand over Nei'an mouth to stop him from screaming with his free hand he drove a specially prepared spike throw the mans heart, ending his life immediately. Rhazien yanked the spike out and rammed it between a spot in his ribs that the extra bone growth did not cover. He took the mans metal minds, metal and sand because Rhazien was unsure what power he had taken from the man. Supposedly Sand Mastery but better safe than sorry. He tucked the loot under his robe and returned to his bed and Yzabet.
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Rhazien perked up, ignoring his surroundings. He could feel a change, one that he wasn't sure how to react. He sent a mental plea to Lopen, who had just ascended. teach me your magics! Please!
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"Look, Septimus, I don't like to be ignored."
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With regret, I must announce that the shard is going to have to take a back seat. I have several projects I am undertaking in this summer, and on top of work and college, I will be on the 17th Shard sporadically throughout the summer. I will still be able to participate in The Alleyverse RP, the Ghostbloods and few other things, such as my SE game I am doing when whenever that is.
My projects are as follows if any of you want to keep up to date with what I am doing.
- Balance Upended (A book)
- Artwork for said book
- Cosmere Bot for Discord. (I am programming this)
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"I was just about to go on my honeymoon with my wife, you storming Idiot." Rhazien said.
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What Lopen didn't know is that the trio was already gone and Rhazien had left behind three decoys.
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"Well lead the way! It had better be quick!" Rhazien said from Yzabet's arms.
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Rhazien felt very odd being carried. "You know how to get off Li TaiRu?"
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Rhazien counters that one does not need social skills as love can be awkward.
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When Lopen reveals that love is an illusion, Rhazien tells Lopen that he, Lopen, is love, and therefore vanishes, allowing Rhazien to live.
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The power of love overcomes Lopen's foolish attempts to trap Rhazien in a place far removed from Yzabet. The stab wounds from Leya increase by a hundredfold as punishment
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Rhazien placed the bowtie in his pocket to study later. Lopen hadn't properly tied it to him allowing his to take it off. "Shall we?" He asks Yzabet, still holding her.
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"Thank you for your gift." Rhazien accepts the branch with one hand, using his Dakhor strength to keep Yzabet in his arms. "You know, you would think that they would give useful gifts." He whispers.
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"Tempest it is." He said, kissing her. He bent down and swept Yzabet off her feet, the Sheppard still in her arms. "Well, Mrs. Montegue, how o you propose we get out of here?" He asks.
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