Sherlock Holmes

Well, you unfortunately also have to Elantris, thanks to Cosmere end game. Would you like a totally-not-hemalurgically-spiked cookie*? *Disclaimer

"I don't really care about anything to just said," Fang replied. "And I am a half-wolf half-wolfhound. And Voidus's workings are beyond the grasp of mortal minds; who knows why I can talk? Also, I'm spiked with copper." He trotted back over the half-devoured pig carcass and finished it off, getting large bloodstains on the table carpet, which he licked at until he couldn't taste the salt anymore. Fang walked over to a snow mound and settled on it, flipping his tail over his nose as he curled up.

Tena spun in midair and landed upside-down, though she wasn't wearing a dress. She flipped to her feet with subtle Steelpushes and crossed her arms over her chest. "When are we going to be doing something exciting?"

"I could get in," Tena said, grinning savagely. She flipped upside-down and Pushed subtly against a dropped coin, making her hover about nine feet above the boat's deck. She then Pushed very hard suddenly, shooting toward the diamond-shaped island and actually making the boat rock slightly. She landed on top of the base and looked over the vast ocean that was dotted with perfectly circular islands. One of the other guys on the voyage seemed like a jerk, her son hadn't yet spoken a word to her, and Hellbent's daughter seemed very unlike Hellbent, and Tena had liked Hellbent. Kind of.

Archer, you are absolutely hopeless.

The three realms don't exist in Arda. That would be like me saying, "Then Smaug broke his spirit and cast him into the Timeless Void!"

Archer, are you prepared for the army of angry Valar and Maiar that will greet you on your way out of your house?

Smaug looks at a chasmfiend. Smaug squishes said chasmfiend's head with one talon. Smaug sees a Balrog. Smaug bows his head in respect. Also, I have four Balrogs and at least a few Dragons, 14 Valar, some Maiar, etc. Y'all only have 9 Shards, suckas.

"I frankly do not care what's polite, for the most part. But my mother calls you Yzabet, and so shall I. As to your second question, why would I not be a talking dog?" Fang smiled a toothy grin at her, and sat back on his haunches.

Tena got sick of making shelves quickly, so she went to the place her son had mentioned in his note, the Boundless Worlds. Steel Compounding got her there at the speed of a sprinting cheetah, and she quickly teleported into the realm, then Compounded her way to the ship. "Ahoy, yer in ther Sea Maiden's trritory naow!" Tena shouted. "And, no, I am not the Sea Maiden!" She skid onto the deck of the boat on her knees in, once again, classic 80's fashion, her knees Slicked. She rolled to her feet and Pushed against a dropped coin, flying up to the crow's nest and staring over the sea from her perch.

Tena growled angrily at the note, then dropped it into her recycling bin. She walked into her bedroom and ran her hand along the books that covered one wall. Assassin's Quest, Oathbringer, History of the Amyr, A Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, Dummy's Guide to Housework... that last one was it. She pulled it out and checked the appendix, then flipped to the chapter on building shelves. She scanned the list of stuff she'd need for the kind of shelf she wanted, memorizing it. Tena put the book back into its place, then walked out to her balcony, standing on the edge and feeling the wind on her face. It felt wonderful. She climbed onto the rail and stared down. She had always loved heights. Jumping off, she burned steel, some of which she always had in her, then dropped a coin and Steelpushed her way to the top of a house near the Canton of Combat Emissary, a house that had a wooden walkway over the top of it. Tena walked down it to a convenient Home Depot, then purchased several planks of wood and a few iron pipes. This is going to be fun.

Tena sighed, and stood up. The view was good, but she couldn't waste the entire morning. She picked up Bud, the walked off the roof. She Pushed on the strip of metal that was embedded into the balcony on her house, slowing her descent and landing on the balcony. She put Bud down as Fangblade landed on the stone beside her, then walked into the door of her house. She fried some eggs, made them into huevos rancheros, and ate them. Fangblade devoured the cow leg she put out for him, and Bud, better mannered than his compatriot, politely ate his kibble. Maybe I'll get to see Silas today, Tena thought, without much hope. She saw her son less and less as the years went on. She sighed, again. Maybe someone would start a fight or something, that always cheered her up. She needed something to do.

Could you change Fangblade's theme song from 'Hungry Like The Wolf' to the Bladerunner 2049 theme?

Tena sat patiently on a rooftop, looking out over the Canyon Ward, waiting for him to arrive. She scratched Bud behind the ears and kept watch. Now that sixteen years had passed without major incident, the canyon that the thermo-nuke had made was lined with houses at the bottom. Already, three large bridges had been constructed, spanning the pit and meeting with the Canton of Combat near the center. Nuclear radiation was at a minimum because of the many different Aons that covered most homes and buildings. Her own house was quite safe; she'd hired an Elantrian and a Lightweaver to help her make it safely. Built in the canyon wall, only the balcony protruded, while carefully placed windows provided light to her plants inside. No stairs led up or down to the house; it took either the Surge of Gravitation or Steelpushing powers to reach it. The people themselves appeared to have already forgotten the terrible events that had destroyed many of their homes, they walked around on the sturdily built wooden stairways or walkways, mothers carrying children, calling to each other and laughing, men walking to work in the early-morning damp, climbing over and around buildings and bunching together to joke and chat. The children were even happier, having never experienced the traumatic events of the Alleywar. They laughed and played and begged for sweets and did all the things children should do. It's good to have finally recovered, Tena thought, both about the city and herself. Her spren, Iffina, circled around her anxiously, unused to Tena's current serenity. Not that it could last much longer. Fangblade arced across the Alleycity, his powers now coming naturally to him. He burned steel while also storing speed in a metalmind that looked like a chokechain around his neck. He surprised many pedestrians below, some clapping excitedly at the sight of him, others staring, still others cowering in fear. The Alleywar had left many people emotionally scarred, those who'd witnessed battles between Invested people were dead scared of Investiture, while those whose lives had been destroyed by those battles hated any Invested, though there were many in the Alleycity. Fang extinguished his steel, falling to the ground at a narrow angle, flicking one of his hindfeet to make one coin fly out behind him. He Pushed on it, throwing himself forward. He hit the walkway running, his long four-footed strides making him go faster than any human could, with the possible exception of a Steelrunner. He slowed, so as to not bowl over any unsuspecting humans. He soon trotted down the wooden walkway, passing humans that would pet his back or just walk by. He was fine either way. Arriving at his pre-determined destination, Fang jumped onto the low roof of a building on the edge of the Alleycanyon. Tena sat on the edge, and he approached her and Bud, wagging his shaggy tail in greeting. "C'mere, boy," Tena called softly. Fang walked up to her on the side that Bud wasn't occupying, receiving the scratching under the chin Tena offered him. It was a clear-skied morning, which both Fang and Bud appreciated; neither enjoyed being rained on. It was a beautiful day.

"Right here," Tena said, gesturing at the area of empty air around her.

"Helloooooooooooooo," Tena shouted at the marines, "this where I killed Naermen! Ya wanna see it?!"

"I'm at the location of Naermen's death!" Tena shouted down to the space marines. She was hovering parallel the canyon's edge, recalling the day when she'd killed Naermen. The same day when the Alleycity had been nuked.

"Incorrect. Your name is Yzabet. My mother told me that asking humans what their name were is polite, for some ridiculous reason." He sniffed her hand (apparently, sniffing humans' backsides was rude as well) for closer inspection and cataloged the scent into his brain.

Fangblade was a Ghostblood. He should be allowed to enter the gate, shouldn't he? An Invested who practically rank of Harmony and some others with the powers of Preservation had to escort him though. He didn't mind that much, but still growled and made coins hover about him when one of the Invested got too close. Eventually, he was brought into this 'Oasis City.' Fangblade wandered the streets, but nobody was around, yet. He hoped to see the Alpha, Mraize, but could not smell nor see nor hear him anywhere.