Scars of Hathsin

i give it to you for a half pile of untangled cotton I now have a tangled ball of yarn

"Here is your chouta sir" the herdazian man says, dropping off the steaming roll. "Todays was a bit different, and we used something called beef?, instead of chull meat or soulcasted grain. Hope you enjoy" Arranis looks warily at the roll, before taking it to one of the tables. He bites into it, juices dribbling down his chin, "This is good" he says to his spren. His spren looks at him awkwardly. You find a mix of cultures, and multiversal foods delicious she shudders While chomping happily away at the meal he looks around to see if anyone had entered the food court. "No one" he sighs, he really wanted to meet someone and do something, even if it was even slightly amusing.

Arranis arrives at the food hall, the tall marble columns soared overhead, meeting in graceful curves that formed the roof, showing parts of the multiverses, there was pieces from his home made in a mosaic of chull shell. The hall was rather empty with many of the varying types of seats, empty. "For such a busy place the food hall, does not get a lot of love" he mutters to himself. Heading over the Rosharan area, where a Herdazian, in a dull brown tent like building was serving Chouta to whoever that wanted it. "one chouta please" he asks in a casual tone, before taking a number, and sitting on one of the many bench seats nearby.

Arranis, after his (what felt like eon long sleep) awakens in the clinic. He had always enjoyed the place, and the adventures that occured as well. Even though he was left out of most of them. Walking out the door, he glances around, noticing the ever changing walls making way for a new room. He glances down the hallway, expecting to see someone there approaching the new door. Seeing no one he walks out into the hallway, closing his door softly shut behind him with a lashing, which he thought much better than keys. His stomach, trying to imitate an orchestra (or maybe a trumbone) interrupts him, and he changes his direction, looking for the cafeteria, and some chouta.

Gets pure sandalwood essence Puts in RAFO card

I am pretty sure you can just join out of the blue, there is no cohesive plot I also lost the game to answer this question

Except when applied to the

No, I have not

@Ravenclawjedi42 and @Lunamor who wish

Gets a My Little Pony Doll Inserts Brandon Sanderson Book

Sooo... Has anyone been fired from a job before?

Upward WYR 1/2 Lashing Forward or Backward

Ok, but you cannot touch water, without dying an extremely painful death, akin to you touching lava I wish to control the elements

For the time I was away, (I need to catch up) @Edema Rue@Invisible @InvisibIe @ΨιτιsτηεΒέsτ @Immortal Platypus @SmilingPanda19 @Thaidakar the Ghostblood @Whoever else i forgot I also lost in the process of doing this

Ialai Sadeas

Scadrial, Sixth of the Sun, Taldain What is the shard that inhabits or inhabited the planet in Shadows of Silence?

Arranis, The Sphere, New Urithiru Arranis looks at the retreating back of Eleos, he turns to his spren, Getting rid of spren experimentation sounds good, Astryn nods her head at him but seems somewhat reluctant as well. It would be good, but it is for the greater good he hears her whisper into his mind. He stands there for a second. He had sworn to uphold higher ideals, which at times meant he had to overlook things like this, which although it hurt him, was necessary. Astryn flips a few pages of the newspaper again, This is what or who we should be investigating Astryn says, waving a hand at the newspaper of the Mistwarrens. A pseudo-inquisitor he thinks to himself, he had met Death once, who had told the pair about his other inquisitors. He turns around once more looking longingly towards the experimentation lab, before walking out to the thronging city, that was the alleyverse.

a dangerous task as they

was needed for the ritual

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