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Not particularly, a new player should know what is going on to a certain degree. Someone needs to

Straw is the GM, not Illwei, if that’s what you mean... I believe this is right: Elkanah (4): Amanuensis, Whysper, Illwei, Araris Valerian eltruT (2): Mist, TJ Shade, Devotary of Spontaneity (1): Ventyl Experience (1): The Windrunner Supreme

Philico looked out the warehouse window, artificial eyes fixed on the dark clouds on the horizon. A storm was brewing. It would be nothing compared to the highstorms he was familiar with, but would be enough to keep most of Elendel inside for the night. He sighed, walking over to where Venten leaned against the wall, head bowed. Philico felt sorry for the man, and took responsibility for his grief and the failure of their plan. Now that the airship had slipped into the Cognitive Realm, it could be anywhere. Saving Meira was growing more unlikely with every passing minute. Philico squatted down next to the man, and leaned in close. “Venten,” he began, “I’m going to scout the city tonight, with some hordelings. I think you mentioned something about a third party, or another friend who is not here? Perhaps if you were to give me his description, I could bring him here. I’ll also keep a lookout for men dressed in red, like the man who took Meira. Does that sound fine?” Philico nearly snorted; he almost felt as if he were comforting a child. Venten didn’t deserve that. Before waiting to hear an answer, Philico split off about two dozen hordelings from his main consciousness, sending them out into the streets and down separate streets. If Venten humored him with a description, they’d have a specific task. For now, there was nothing a little free-range scouting could hurt. Above, rain fell in a steady rhythm, pouring from the sky. Lamenting Venten and his loss. Dampening the ground, moisturizing the air. Setting the scene for a low chapter in the history of Scadrial, which Philico felt would be decided, one way or another, within what seemed a heartbeat. (@Frustration, @DramaQueen)

I’m the ‘Childhood Friend’ xD

Yes, 2pm on Saturday, October 24th

That is one letter off from me What’s the difference between S and N? I forget what they stand for...

I think it’s linked in the OP. If not it should be 16personalities.com

My sister is the same as you She’s arriving on the Shard in late January once her birthday rolls around.

Excellent, excellent...

In as Daziron. He’s a Fused. Is the recommended role just vanilla?

Freshmen intruding here, hello

See this is why I kinda wish I was playing this game Helping run/spectating will be enjoyable though, looking forward to that

I did not see this until now. I check my own thread. Yes. Yeah, I got a good twist for that planned... I recently had a good wrinkle when I realized there are multiple timeline errors (such as the freaking Everstorm and Jah Keved's civil war) But once I get back in that writing mode and figure out what the heck I'm gonna do about that we'll be good to go

two plus two

Philico crawled over the wall of the fort and moved the horde toward Fadran and Queen’s feet, aiming to trip them.

Philico moved across the floor like a blanket, marshmallows ready. In one motion he condensed his hordelings together and heaved, sending dozens of marshmallows flying towards the Fortress of Queedran.

I took the test again recently and got the same thing as well, ESFJ. There has yet to be another Sharder with this type so I second the request to do it Something else interesting: My mom, my mom’s dad, and my dad’s mom all have the same type. Me, my dad’s dad, and my mom’s mom all have the same type.

“Excellent.” He said. “Cover me.” Philico dissolved into hordelings, groups of five or six ganging up on marshmallows and lifting them up, a cavalry crawling across the floor. Perhaps ‘cover me’ was a useless statement.

“Sure.” Philico extended a hand out to the fallen man. “I’m Philico. Where is the enemy?”