Thaidakar the Ghostblood

that sounds terrifying! oh no! taxes on TLT now, I am Elephant Earwax's lawyer, you owe him, what? six billion bucks for using TLT. I owe nothing because I payed in awesomeness.

HMMMM. would you call being adonalsium a magic system? if you had to go to a desert island for five years and survive, who would you bring with you? it can be anyone, actor, friend, sharder, book character, etc.

thaidakar's first character drew his blade. but it was no ordinary blade. he had timetravvelled all over the universe to bring that specific sword. it was time to kill the witherlord.

noice!

CRACKERS! *munches crackers with insane look on face* are we insane?

gets a maroon sweater with a W on it. inserts a large Horneater.

hmm, Quenya. If you could be one fantasy race, which one would that be?

I haven't NHIE killed a witch.

not really. TPBM hates the second Micheal vey book as much as I do.

granted, you are killed soon by envious teenagers. I wish for world peace.

Thaidakar smiled, "we'll call this the epilogue. So weeks and weeks later a wizard came into town. he gave gifts to the family, they had a big feast. afterwards when they had all lit their pipes and were exhausted Wallin came to the wizard and showed him the sword. the wizard shrugged and said, 'nothing special about it, just an ordinary short sword.' to which Wallin replied, 'but it made me invisible! how can that be?'. the wizard smiled, 'I think the magic one here is you Wallin. you are a wizard!' Wallin widened his eyes. Wallin and the wizard arranged an agreement. Wallin would go with the wizard to train. That night Wallin lay in bed, thinking about all that had transpired. he rolled around his thoughts, did he really want to be a wizard? now, this question was not answered at once, it needed another long adventure to decide. and now we come to an end at the beginning, for Wallin's adventures had just begun." Thaidakar finished off his wine and said, "that is only one of the tales in the Adventures of Wallin saga, of which my master told me all the tales. I am a troubadour, a troubadour of the cosmere. Hoid himself envies me, for I happen to have more tales than he."

Thaidakar shrugged, "he made his mule do it. the mule was tied up to a tree in the corner. anyhow, But Wallin couldn't do nothing, he had to go and help even if he knew he wasn't strong, wasn't brave, wasn't good enough. Wallin drew his sword and attacked." Thaidakar smiled, "that morning Wallin awoke. he lay in his bed at his house. above him was his poster of Ken Griffey junior from the future. Wallin started to sit up but then stopped, he felt a pain in his side. he rubbed it. suddenly a voice said, 'he's awake!' suddenly eighteen people crowded in the room, all sporting various injuries. Wallin's older brother was at the head of them, 'WALLIN! you're awake! you're a hero!' Wallin scratched his head, he was a hero? last he remembered he had decided to go and help, 'what happened?' Wallin asked. Wallin's brother smiled, 'you don't remember? well I guess that's possible considering the hit you received in the head. well what happened is...'" Thaidakar paused, he took a drink and said, "Wallin's brother told Wallin what had happened, apparently Wallin had stabbed the troll in the gut right before it could kill Wallin's brother. Wallin had then sliced the troll's head off. but in one last fell swing the troll had dragged his club onto Wallin's head. it was a miracle that he was alive." Thaidakar smiled, "but there is more to the story."

and thus the CIA's short career ends with an end to my cookie giving. *sigh*

Thaidakar nodded, he took a drink, "that's fine. now Wallin's family rushed as fast as they could, but even though most of them were fast runners Wallin was not. though they had a head start the trolls caught up with them! a battle ensued. Wallin had brought his family's weapons with him. he handed them out and the family fought with the trolls. Wallin drew his sword and turned invisible. Wallin hid behind a bush. meanwhile Wallin's older brother Roland-" Thaidakar took a sip and wiped his mouth, "Roland battled against the leader troll with his and Wallin's uncle Marc. Roland fought like a demon and Marc like a- Thaidakar tapped the table while he thought of something, "like a Bridgman deprived of soup. but it was not enough. the troll cracked Marc's head open, the gore spilling everywhere. most of the other trolls were dead or had fled, but Roland was dying. the other members of the family were not paying attention to him as they were dealing with the remnants of the other trolls. only Wallin could do something, but Wallin was small, no. he couldn't save anyone! a small voice in his head said kindly, 'you untied them, you gave them their weapons, and you distracted the trolls.' But Wallin wasn't sure now, it had just been the sword helping him then."

yes I know. mesa isa usinga jar jar tongue (I'm speaking like jar jar blinks for no reason)

me neither. NHIE drunk pickle juice.

welcome to the shard!

that was fun! though the not fun part was dying

Thaidakar smiled, he took a drink of his wine and sighed, "that was the point. now Wallin's family was made up of twenty people including Wallin himself. so it was nineteen of them tied up to a tree in the corner, watching with confusion and frightened faces. Wallin snuck over while the trolls were fighting and used the sword to cut the rope. his older brother thanked him quietly and Wallin muttered 'your welcome'. They nearly escaped then, but the leader of the trolls just noticed Wallin's niece accidentally stepping on a carrot one of the trolls had left. The trolls scrambled after Wallin's family. thus the chase began." Thaidakar took another drink and asked, "by the way, when is the soup going to be ready?"