Channelknight Fadran

Fadran finger-gun-points at Queen.

I just love the themage. You can go into any song and find individual notes from other songs that just deepen the themage significantly. Also, Lin Manuel Miranda. I... don't. Dunno. If you were asking which character I'd love to play, then I'd have to say Thomas Jefferson. I'm in the cabinet, I am conplicitent, Hamilton's taking his power and kissing it. Washington isn't gon' listen to disciplined dissidents this is the difference this kid is out! No, unfortunately. I'm allergic to cats, and as much as I love dogs, I'm not super responsible so... yeah. I had a frog once, but had to let it out into the wild eventually. Once my mom found a turtle and we took care of that for awhile, but we eventually gave it away to another family.

"Well, frick." Fadran nods to Queen, Kindness, Enter, Mist, and... uh, I think that's it. "Let's follow this guy."

Fadran frowns. "Could we just call in a single plot-convenience Deux Ex Machina? Just right now to go to Roshar?"

"I have no idea." Fadran replies.

"Someone's not letting us leave."

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"What's the matter," Fadran says out loud, "too scared for us to leave?"

"We'll see each other again." Fadran replied, even before he could think about what he was saying. "Goodbye, Vapor." Fadran steps through the Parallarity with Kindness.

"Yup."

Fadran nods. "Okay." He turns to others. "Alright, let's go."

Fadran thins his lips, then says, "If you want to stay here, Vapor... then that's alright."

Please let this work out, Fadran whispered to whatever deity was watching, luck isn't something I've had for the longest time; let me be lucky this once.

Don't worry, I'll stop Avataring and get to more Iconar Collectiving in a few chapters, once I manage to really explain the seperate magic systems. Thanks for all the feedback; and I like that you like it! (Did I really just write that sentence?)

Yes, actually. I played Marlowe from a show series about Shakespeare's life, Macduff from Macbeth, and also Puck (gosh, I love Puck). In the childrens' shows, I was just the narrator the entire time (got to wear a bow tie though, so no complaints here), to some books called The Worst Princess and Officer Buckle & Gloria. I don't remember it well. When my friend and I get bored we improv sometimes. Nothing special. No. Hamilton is my favorite musical. It changes periodically, but currently I'm thinking Wait for It. You are not annoying. Oh wait, this next one isn't a question... Uhm, no idea. I don't do many.

Fadran cuts another Parallarity Gate: though this time, not to the Iconar Collective, but rather to Roshar. I didn't know you could do that. Icona says. Neither did I. Fadran replies, then looks around. "Vapor... if you want to stay..." He thinks for a moment. "Or you could bring your dad with us."

Amongst the chaos, Fadran watches helplessly. Surely there's something you can do in this situation? Icona asks. You're a Channelknight! The first of the last! Fadran sank back down to the floor, placing his hand against his temple to stem a tide of emotion... as if doing so could possibly stop the realization. "I can't do this Icona," Fadran whispers, watching Baahlan slay the holed, "I'm not a fighter... heck, I could barely hold my own against a bunch of demon chickens! What could I possibly do?" Queen grabs the servant, dragging him before the king. Did she know something he didn't? What did he really know about anything here? "I've pretended to know about these places, about this massive web of worlds." Fadran says. "I say I'm a traveling merchant--a Channelknight. But what can I do against a king that can slay even gods?" They look up to you, Icona replies, they trust you. You can't win this battle, but you can flee to return to fight another day. You can save anyone who cannot save themselves. Fadran nodded--now was no time for doubts. "Lord Aridith!" Fadran calls. "If you don't mind, I'd like to take the rest of these not-guests of yours and leave. If you resist, I'll be annoyed." He glances at the others. Baahlan had told him to lead the others to escape if all else failed--he could do that, right? "Come on guys," Fadran tells his friends, "let's go."

"ALRIGHT!!!" Fadran finally yells, summoning his Channelblade, lifting off the ground with some Gravity Arcana, and Forges a Spirit Bond to the torches on the wall to create a circle of flame. "Just tell us whatever it is you want, and then let us go our merry way! Enough of these mind games, imprisonings, and threats."

A weird Shakespeare film festival thing and a children's show. I've also done improv once or twice (though I'm not particularly fond of those memores; I did awful). I have a friend who's a lot more into it than I am; particularly musicals, which I am also partial to (I make Hamilton references merciliessly), but I'm not the best songster in existence so I don't do it much.

I... haven't. Not officially.