Channelknight Fadran

Fadran smiles, not saying anything as Queen speaks to Fox. What could he say, anyways? Nothing in this situation. "She knows Winter?" Fadran asks. "Is Winter coming back?"

"Fox. Are you alright? Where's Winter?"

"Did she just say skeletons?" Fadran asked himself.

Fadran greets Queen to the other side. He starts singing Hamilton.

I just upvoted you to help your goal. Nothing I can do to stop people from upvoting me, though.

Yes! Join us!

When I finish a few more chapters. I’m trying to get ahead of myself.

Fadran’s ghost breaks all guillotines!

I am now dead.

I'm a Full Feruchemist now. Don't worry; I left my goldminds at home. Um, no. You're only 80% Fadran! No dying. *Places head under guillotine*

40 Raos? She had spent most of her time in Raodea, so her currency consisted almost entirely of that. She probably had about two hundred of them on her right now... another couple hundred back at home. She slid the Raos across the bar. "Alright, then."

Janice takes a barstool sitting partially in the shadow. She keeps her hood low. "How much for a small meal?" She asks.

Janice watched someone start. Shhhh...Hhhhh... So much for not being noticed.

"Alright, then. I don't know the lay of the land: you lead the way."

Behind the bar, hiding quietly in an alleyway, a Yevon-Fey called Janice fingered her dagger. She shouldn't have been here today... it was too dangerous. Kraeos hadn't been any of the Darker Phases for a long time... it could become one of those any day now. It could become that way tonight. It could prove to be too much for her... and this entire town would have to pay for it. Shhhhhhhhhh....Hhhhh.... Janice shook her head. Better to deal with the Whispers before they got louder. Before they started saying things. They always got louder at night... she didn't know why. As the Whispers continued mumbling incoherently, the Trace beneath her right eye began to burn. She winced, touching the vein. It wasn't that bad--maybe she'd be able to control herself even if Kraeos showed up Darker. Well... probably not. Not on an empty stomach, anyways; and this bar was so packed for the festival that people might not notice her. Perhaps she could get herself dinner without the barkeep forcing her out with broom, for once. She got to her feet, walked around the bar, then placed her hand against the door. The sound of laughter and drunkeness made her freeze, to which she shook her head again. There was nothing to be afraid of. Not if nobody saw her. Janice pulled her hood down further, then entered the bar. @Negative_Null @Vapor

It seems I've found the single pringles. Meet me! Single guy! Fadran! Chance of relationship: 0.2%

Xaoth filled one of his empty cartridges with air by pressing a small button. It would take an hour or so before the cartridge converted it all to concrentrated plasma. "Where is there to go?"

@Scarletfox

"Anyone who can't find food for themselves will have to find their way here eventually... I say we stay. No need to hunt down everyone else."

Fadran nods to Nath. "We'll get her back, Nath. Don't worry." He closes his eyes, focusing on his Bond to Nath and the existence of Mindscapes. Through Nath, he could feel a Bond to Fox... one stronger that most he had ever felt. Combined with his own Mindscape, however small, Fadran could connect to Fox... and the one taking her. It was very magically Ambiguous, but it would have to do. "Don't let go," he says to Queen. He entered the Mindscapes, first entering his own before moving through others. He pinpointed Fox aways off; far away from him. Distance was no matter, though. Without too much of an issue, he reappeared with Queen back into the physical world. Before him, Fox stood alone.

"Yes... I think. I need your magic specifically to get Fox back and stop Winter from attacking us endlessly. It'll be dangerous, we both might die, blah blah blah you know the drill." He opened his fingers. "So are you in?"

"Queen," Fadran said, holding out his arm, "take my hand."