Ranryu

Enough soul... I'm not like mortals, with their firm, near-unbreakable souls. My soul is easily fragmented, and it slowly grows back over time. For most of my kind, this makes little difference until after death. My Shadow Magic deals in the bargaining of souls to the Shadow Realm. I use bits of my own soul... my memory. But I haven't had time to regenerate recently. Without regular energy baths, my healing ability is greatly slowed. It's been centuries... Wynn pulled herself together. You're having two conversations at once, aren't you?

Wynn smiled tiredly. I never had it bad like Haly did. My interest was mostly to give her some competition- encouragement without being as blunt as Lerac. And besides, I'm not looking for a relationship right now. There's not enough of me left for that level of emotion.

I'm happy for them. Wynn replied. This has been building for some time. Hopefully their relationship doesn't hinder the goal of our mission, though. Neither of them seem like the type to be so easily distracted, but when it comes to romance, you never know. Wynn adjusted her duel disk wistfully. Have you seen any cards lying around?

Sooo helpful... Wynn forced herself to be patient. Nameless was doing the best he could. "Should we follow it then?"

"Why would it be able to do that? It locates dimensional signals, not magical maps of mystical towers." Nameless... why? She checked anyway. "It's reading high amounts of unidentified radiation from that direction," she gestured. "But I'm not sure if that helps us at all."

Wynn looked at her surroundings. "So how are we supposed to find our way?"

Why are you eating that pikachu? I love that this is where my tax dollars are going.

Wynn followed behind.

But Noot was insistent on baking the Cellist into a cookie. Now the raisins were meat chunks. Chicken cookies.

No, confuzzlement is always moderate, not extreme. Hey, where's Perry?

Noot baked The Cellist into cookies again. The Cellist found himself inside a giant cookie, complete with its own wildlife and functioning society of sentient raisins.

Links to various theories and cosmere planets. 8/10

While you are distracted by font colors, Ranryu steals the sandwich and donates it to charity.

Actually, it's quite soft. I am Groot.

A dragon without a person face. 10/10 for not having a person face.

Yes. It's very fun. Have you ever had a conversation in metaphor but the other person doesn't know it and they're really confused?

"You should give {insert name here} the giraffe, because she's tall." - @Ookla the Unknowing

Wynn nodded. "Just waiting for someone to tell us where we're going."

Welcome! Who's your favorite character so far?

Fascinating.

Why did I just buy the pickle-flavored potato chips?! I WANTED THE DORITOS *sobs* That's lovely dear, but did you need to add quite so many pauses for laughter?

Wynn gave the lovebirds some privacy. Besides, meditation was supposed to increase soul regeneration speed. Of course, Wynn didn't get a chance to try. Hey kid. Purple sounded guilty. You lost my deck, didn't you? Purple sighed. At least the cards aren't destroyed. They fell into a vortex when I was being chased by a Moundbot. What were you doing in the Mound? That place's a lost cause. Wynn held her irritation in check. Last time you lost my cards, it took me centuries to find them all. Wanna bet that this time it'll take longer? Hey, at least I didn't break your runner again- Don't remind me. You were too young to remember, but the Mound was paradise. If we found a way to restore it, everything could go back to the way it was. The Aos Si would never learn. You're dead. No matter how you try- how much you extort my Shadow Magic, things will never be how they were. You essentially killed Ranryu. I'm not letting you mess this quest up any further. Good bye. Wynn shut Purple out, blocking further communication.

A person with a face. 7/10. Three points off for having a face.

Wynn watched their exchange from a distance. Even with Lerac's meddling, it all worked out as it should. Now if only I could have my deck back, everything would be perfect.