Channelknight Fadran

“We as a group of people were content with just the one.”

"We discussed this. If a cougar can hunt a baby bear, then a human can hunt a single tree." "ACK--" Vance shoved Kealie out of the way and dove to the side, this time sliding across the dirt on his face. "Run! Don't stay still! Try to flank it!" @The Halcyon Girl

'I'm fine over here.' That makes one of us. Kaeni thought to herself through a soapy, muffled brain. So Mercury was fine. That was good. As for herself... she could recover. All those cuts and bruises could be fought through. One way or another she had to ascend this mountain, and if she had to do it through constant biting pain, then that's what she'd do. The stab wound on her shoulder seemed the most serious at the moment. Had it been a full-force strike from that thing, it probably would've skewered her through and slashed her arm off, but the incredibly fortunate timing of her weightlessness and the glengal's attack onto her uniform had made it little more than a glancing stab. It still hurt like the devil and bled like something awful, but with the poison burned out by her blazing veins and any risk of infection being brutally singed away, surviving it with just a bandage or two would probably be fine. Metal arm guy was... well, not exactly fine. He would be fine. His wounds were closed and the venom should've been eradicated. The other one in their group - the one with the water swords... she hadn't really seen him much. Hopefully that meant he hadn't been eaten or anything. The last one - E;la, right? - had shouted something after Kaeni hit the floor. That probably meant they were still alive. All alive. Probably. With a deep breath, a grunt, and a fist shoved against her bleeding shoulder, Kaeni forced herself to sit up. Gravel and shards of crystal tinkled off the back of her head and uniform, and each of the pinpricking pains burned louder as the air began to swish over them. None of it felt glaringly painful though, so... well, that meant she was probably okay, right? "E;la?" Kaeni called. "I'ikeq, right? And... Ran? Metal arm guy? Are you all okay?" @Tani @PyroPhile [Pancake boi hasn't been on for a minute so I'll spare their notifs]

"You seemed quite intent on fighting the three of us back in the woods," Quendi replied.

Finished up the prologue here

"Let him know what's going on," Fadran urged.

"I already said Rayvyn or Nath." Fadran sighed, then said, "But sure, you can go ahead, Cufre. You're his brother after all." Do I even have to keep humoring this newcomer? Icona, couldn't you just... kick him? Icona thought about that. Only if he directly violated the rules. So far he's been frustratingly placid about this situation.

"First of all, now is not the time to move him. Second of all, there's no way you have a more 'secure' location than here." Not to mention you - or whoever you're taking orders from, anyways - is the culprit here without a doubt.

"No."

The fire was blasted aside, not a trace making its way anywhere near Vance and Kealie. For now this shield would hold against just about anything that demon could throw at them, but holding it forever was - by definition - impossible.. "Anyways," Vance grunted, "if I die, just run. Don't try to take the aether stone. I might end up using it on this thing... I dunno."

“We could do that too if you like.”

“I…” Fadran looked around, then set his gaze on Rayvyn. “Think you can gauge how he’s doing?” @Aes Sedai “There’s a cafe behind the lobby. Breakfast is served there all day.”

Fadran mulled it over, the dropped the void dimension, leaving them all back in the hallway. “For let’s just give him time though, okay? Don’t swarm him again.”

“Ask Nath.”

“The inability to speak does not make one unintelligent. He should have a reaction to Nath, one way or another.”

“We? No. He.” Fadran pointed at Nath. “He’ll explain the situation to the kid and get his opinion. If he says yes, great. If he says no, then we’ll go from there.” @Nathrangking

“‘Recovered’ is the wrong word there. I doubt he’ll get that far for months.”

“How do you suppose we should ask him?” Fadran looked around. “Impartially, I mean.”

I’ve been being reasonable with my sleep schedule! Look at Archivist, not me

“If anyone is up to the task, it’s Nath,” Fadran replied. Not that that would mean much to this insistent newcomer (Fadran was trusting him less and less by the second). “And I don’t think there’s much you can do about it. All of you guys teamed up couldn’t lay a finger on him.” The same - to an extent - could be said about himself, of course. But avoiding a mess here was top priority, and if anyone could be clean about solving a problem, it was most certainly Nath. ”I would urge you to accept his generous offer,” Fadran concluded.

"I've had a number of run-ins with 'Macrocosmic Organizations.' The absolute minority of them have had any semblance of good intentions."