The Wandering Wizard

Emma appears behind Calano. "Calano?" @CalanoCorvus

Emma looks up at Calano, fear in her eyes. "I don't know." The words reverberate around the room, bouncing around, echoing.

Would you like to hold the world Atlas style while you're at it.

Unfortunately, they all were defective.

In the end Bob #14 was consumed and Bob #20.5 was left alone for being too weak to consider consuming.

NI!

A witch! A witch! A witch! A witch!... Here is a duck. Use this duck. Quack. Quack. Quack.

If... she... weighs... the same as a duck,... she's made of wood.

Bread! Apples! Uh, very small rocks! Cider! Uh, gra-- gravy! Cherries! Mud! Uh, churches! Churches! Lead! Lead! A duck! Oooh.

No. No. No, it floats! It floats! Throw her into the pond! The pond! Throw her into the pond!

Oh, yeah. Oh, yeah. True. Uhh...

Build a bridge out of her.

B--... 'cause they're made of... wood?

More witches! Shh! Wood!

WE BURN THEM!

Do you know how to tell if someone is a witch?

And that my liege is how we know the earth to be banana-shaped.

You ever heard of Monty Python?

@The Bookwyrm Emma shrugs. "We don't really know why exactly. When I was younger I had a affinity for finding dark objects, but when my parents took them there was nothing left in them. I was essentially a sponge for dark matter and the Kaos. I consumed much of it when I was younger." Reaching out and petting Telrao, Emma continues. "It's the same for cats, they are sponges for the Kaos, I don't know why but that's the way it is. It's why the nethergrim came to me, to be free from the Kaos. That was the reason she told me at least and I was naive enough to believe her." Emma shrugs and sinks down a bit. "You know the rest." @CalanoCorvus @Telrao

If she weighs the same as a duck. She's a witch!

The real Bob #20 had been consumed by the biomega and reborn as a horrifying monster with atomic breath!

The universe was attacked by a invasion of Biomega!

*accepts the muffin and catches the dynamite and let's it blow up in my palm.*

So you do know of the wheel of time. *Reaches down and pets the cat, for who could resist?*