Channelknight Fadran

"Scud, I don't scudding know! Uhh... offer the blood some stormlight and make them a stick?"

Analex... was still existing. Scud.

Trace made her way onto the deck. "Hi, everyone. Lovely weather we're having. Should I escape with plenty of death and destruction, or would you prefer if I left you guys quietly?"

"Thank you!" Ellis looked down. "Is there anything you can do about the alligators?

Idk if you've noticed, but we're all trapped in a cage on the ceiling and being lowered into a pit of alligators.

"LET US OUT!"

@Mystic Syn

I WISH THAT QUEEN WOULD LOG ON!!!!

"Why? You have a way out?"

Aight, I'll take a looksie. Scud. Typos are my worst enemies.

"Glad I met you too, buddy!"

Ellis began struggling against his bonds, wincing whenever he looked at the approaching crocodiles. "Alright, Melody! I said I was glad to have met you before, but this is the perfect time to tell you that I'm really glad I met you!" @Ookla the Grammatical

"You just gotta un-blood them!"

"Hey!" Ellis yelled. "HEY!"

Trace examined the band that Kane had given her. It didn't look like anything special; how had he managed to fit a sedative in it? Not that it mattered, of course. She tossed it into the corner of the room, sitting back in her chair. Trace tried stretching her arms, but found that the strain was a little bit too much for Janice's tiny body. Maybe she should start doing push-ups. The boat knocked against something, and someone said something about land; so they had approached. Wonderful. She could finally get off this stinking ship. Ready to start murdering people, Janice? Janice didn't reply. Trace wasn't sure if it was because she was out of energy, or rather if she just didn't want to. Either way, she didn't complain. I'll complete myself soon, my Queen. Soon, I will be sure; and Janice will be dead.

"Hey, kid... I didn't mean to annoy you. Thought you were just playing hard-to-compliment, that's all!"

"Uhhh... sure."

"I'm really confused. What the heck is going on?"

"Yeah, you keep telling yourself that."

"Hi, Riley!"

"I'm Leonie."

"Don't make me summon my army of the undead on you!"

THEN MAKE THEM Make some FotT memes!

"Nath, don't..." Fadran closed his eyes. "Jek... there isn't anything I can say here. I don't have any excuses to make. You're right."