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Ahem. Atticus was fairly easily able to break out, and Max had... special powers. Shown by Oasis.

Fred didn't like this man. And Fred had a special spike in. A spike that would destroy him forever. "Sir. May I use balefire?"

Ambrosia looked at the man. "And I'm assuming you think that you deserve to be in this role. Well, why do you think that?" @Kaladin78 @JacobClaessen

This is the guild for the most superior holiday drink, the one, the only, EGGNOG! We will go to war with the chocolate guild.

Eggnog is better. Fight me.

No, no no. Mistborn is better.

Ambrosia, now wearing an aluminum hat, smiled at him. "It looks great! How did you make it?" @JacobClaessen

I'm considering if it would be worth it to blow all my money for the next year on leatherbound books, all four we know of.

Or maybe he is hinting about Trell, who in the original religion the stars where his eyes.

I'm posting on this to bring it back up to the top, because I feel a lot of people would be interested!

Fred realized something. "Boss, I figured out how to fix the issue. We have to write it to override the other! Also, yes, that technically works! It should even be able to change the type of investiture a person has, which could be a powerful weapon!"

The woman smiled. "Yes, I can do that. It will cost 500 you crysts." @Karnatheon

Hellbent felt the pain. But then he remembered. He had a spike in his pocket, stored in blood. He pulled it out and stabbed it into himself. He had gold on him, stored with healing from the days he was a gold compounder via spikes. Now, he could tap it. He couldn't compound, but he could tap it. So he promptly shot himself in the head. Then stabbed himself in various lethal locations. He also cut little slits through his neck over and over again. Then, tapping lots, stabbed himself with a shardblade. Then, nearly out of gold, he stopped. And drew an aon for fire on his face. This aon was hugely amplified. Directly on his face, a huge storm of fire burned of his flesh, boiled his face, and made him generally dead. Except for one thing. The phoenix bonding had done something to him. The fire didn't hurt him more than a sunburn. Let's see how Devaan deals with that. @Nohadon

*realized he has four characters, two dead, and Hellbent* *realized he is going to make at least two more*

I shall.

As Araha began to catch up, she decided to shout ahead. "Damaya! What are you doing?" She said this with a grin. @Sorana

She smiled, leaving a business card on the door, and left. Her last words echoed. "Well, we will buy you anyway."

Hellbent screamed, a scream of delight. He tapped luck, huge amounts of luck, sucked in stormlight, summoned Shardplate, and surgebinded straight at Devaan, lashing forty times, and lightweaving a thousand of him, all flying towards him from a slightly different angle. Each had real weight, and would damage, inside was knives, lashed toward shim at equal speeds. He could lightweave sounds. They all screamed, a demonic, raptor-like screech. A screech that would chill the bones of Ruin himself, a screech that would make the most battle-hardened soldier run to his mother. And this demonic scream echoed, not just from him, but from a thousand of him. I AM FLAMEBORN!

I haven't read it, because I don't want the books spoiled, but yeah, both would probably be too much. Also, @Archer, could you add Araha to my characters? Don't take it off Cyanic though, and make sure to give credit. But I want people to be able to know I have Araha now.

Thanks Cyanic! And I agree, your characters where creative, and I'm glad of that. If you ever want to try again, we will welcome you back with open arms! hope you do well though!

I can't say, because I'm reading four, but from what I can tell a powerful channeler might be a bit much.

I'm assuming it's late. I think that would have been a great idea, but I think she has started that six to seven day leave.

Hellbent screamed at this. "DEVAAN! WE AREN'T DONE!" His body burst into flames, and the phoenix, Hellbent screeched. He lifted into the air, and somehow, his mind, spirit, and body merged with the phoenix. But it was all done in a second. The only difference was one of his eyes. One of his eyes was made of flame. And one of the Phoenix's eyes was glowing violet. "DEVAAN!" He ripped his way to the cognitive realm. I need a fight. I will have a fight.