Telrao

I dance a famous Irish jig, and you give me the Sandwich for my performance.

The sword suddenly was driven straight into the ground. Below it was

Yes. Shall I say more? (ninja'd) TPBM would like to live in a hobbit hole

Is it to get answers or make more questions?

*throws sparkly confetti and dances*

The Islands: The Secret Room "An... old friend." The Second narrows his eyes at the ring. He glances towards the door, then back at Emma. The fire in the room suddenly puffs out, leaving only an eerie glow from the dying embers. The Fourth leaps forward with a yelp, scurrying to the hearth and blowing on the flames, stoking them to their full warmth. "What in kirst was that, Second?" she asked, nervous. The Second merely padded over to Emma and stared at the Ring, then into Emma's eyes. Telrao watched nervously from Calano's lap, the power of Therapy re-stoking within her. Her mind began to mend, her sanity restoring. Her gaze snapped to where the Third stood, holding her bracelets. The one containing Kaos' power glimmered brightly. Those are connected. Somehow. The Second touched the ring, then pulled his paw back, gasping in sudden pain. "What evil is this, Child?" @Ookla the Myopic @Ookla the Crow

Thanks, I guess. How do y'all say Adolin? 'Cause I say it Ad-doh-lin. Also, weird pronunciations are normal for me. I used to say Erak (from Ranger's apprentice and Brotherbrand) like Ee-raak instead of Ehrak. I is okie. Just confluzzled.

Like "hoy-d"?

Ho-id. Two syllables for me. But it's like a soft d' noise - almost like japanese but not.

*throws a duplicate of the One Ring into the Flames of Mount Doom*

10/10 for being so poetic! Sounds fun!

I smack Thaidakar for not putting his text in bold. Then I teleport to The Sandwich and take it with the power of sketching!

I dislike it, but hate is a bit two strong of a word. (UNLESS THE PINEAPPLE IS ON PIZZA THEN I WILL MASSECRE IT) TPBM would like to cook 2 minute noodles in 1 minute.

An excellent chance.

Granted. Your bane is that you get anxiety attacks whenever you see a keyboard. I wish for an infinite supply of two minute noodles (chicken flavour)

*Stands and pats Misting's head* "It's okay, my friend. Log on at midnight, and you'll have a chance of winning for three hours."

Santa Killing Co HQ Telrao glances at Kris. "It is dangerous. But I will not - I repeat, will not have is checking over our shoulders every second, searching for a knife to the back. Yes, there may be a spy, by I have not told you everything." She glanced around the room. "Each of you have been given a special set of orders. Together, they form the Plan. The only Plan. The Liberation Plan." She stared pointedly at Kris. "Even if there is a spy among us, no one has turned us in during the past six days of planning. So I'd say we've changed their minds." She nods to Evalyn, confident with her gun in her hand, a suitably stylish Mr Misting atop her head. "I trust these people. And I trust y'all too." She throws Kris a bag of caramel popcorn. "So quit stressing, and let's get on with things. My brethren are dying by the hour."

*eats Important Questions*

The spren whisper to Mythos' mind "Tell us truth - do you fear death?"

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Eating the Cosmere Is very much fun for all Hoid disagrees.

Telrao though for a moment, then shrugged. "The Walls speak truth. I trust you guys. I didn't even filter these people." She waved a hand at the gathered people in the room. "We need every person we can get. I'll risk anything - anything - if it means rescuing and liberating my kin from the Lord Ruler." Six days have passed. It is time for Evalyn and Mr Misting's Mission. Holes in plans have been filled by the genius Kris. There is now a fully fleshed out plan to murder our Lord Ruler, Santa. @Ookla the Crow @Ookla the Kobold

The Islands: The Secret Room There was a sudden flash of white light in the corner of the room. Telrao, The Third, and another feline step into existence. The Second glances in their direction. The door does not fade or move... it seems to be real. The dark mist strays across the carpet, fading slowly. "Third, you have returned. What are your findings?" The Third bows to the Second, then glances at Telrao, who seems a bit more... confused than usual. Her eyes are wide and afraid. Her gaze locks on the door and she stiffens, backing against the brick wall. "The Fourth and I have analysed the samples from The Seventh's bracelets." The Third holds up the two small bracelets, still glowing with light. One a deep writhing purple, the other a calm white light. The Fourth nods her furry head. "Indeed, the Power within these are strong, yet opposites. One is the power to destroy and wreak havoc, the other to heal and protect." She prods at Telrao, who is murmuring something to herself. "Telrao's Power is weakening. She may lose herself soon." Telrao suddenly notices Calano and Emma sitting together on a chair, one nervous and panicked, the other calm and curious. She suddenly straightens and bounds over to Calano, jumping onto his lap and purring softly. The Fourth looks mournful. "There is nothing I can do about her. She may have to make The Choice." The Second seems contemplative and serious, his brown, angular face in deep thought. @Ookla the Myopic @Ookla the Crow