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Channelknight Fadran

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  1. "Not exactly. The idea is that everything here means something more than how much it cost to make and sell."
  2. "Bingo. That second one. Try not to blush too hard; we have to save some red for Thanksgiving. Would you say that the fact that it's a gift is more valuable than the silver?"
  3. "Perhaps. It's a... mindset of mine that I've had since I left the Enclave. How to explain it..." He thought for a second. "Queen, what gives that silver dagger of yours its value?"
  4. "Right, then." Aerith leads her to a crystal vendor. "I need some red and purple. Lots of them."
  5. "This is an AlcheMagiTech. It does this!" He placed it by the lantern, held his finger to it for a few seconds, then pulled his hand away. The Alch-MT started blowing air, making the vines shiver and sway in the light. "Boom! Wind. Anyhoo... all this stuff are the various tidbits I've collected over the years."
  6. Mmkay, then. I'll read over this again when I have the time and post something... maybe for my Shardiversary?
  7. Fadran ran back moments later, awkwardly carrying his backpack alongside him. One of the pockets was open, and spilling out a variety of random objects, some of which he ought to have been ashamed of for keeping. Her rummaged through it for a few seconds before finding what he was looking for. "Ta-da!" He said, pulling out a small box.
  8. AH!! NEW THREA---oh. Old thread. Very old thread. What was I going to do next?
  9. "I dunno. Have you seen the shadows when these things blow around?" He suddenly got a genius idea; anyone could tell, because his eyes go wide and he looks at nothing in particular. "Be right back." He dashed back inside.
  10. Fadran comes outside and then blows a vine into her face.
  11. Fadran blows one into her face using air Arcana.
  12. Well I needed to include Fadran-centric chapters somehow
  13. Fadran poured her some, dropping onto a beanbag and grabbing a s'more stick.
  14. "Alright, then." Fadran takes the knife back, then heads downstairs to go drink more cider.
  15. Fadran hops through the portal last. "Well that was a disaster! In a good way, though. We got vines!"
  16. I suggested baking, but I think we're cooking.
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