Through the Living Elan

Okie dokie.

Alarm

Elan, Elan, Elan, Elan, Elan, Elan, and Elan followed him.

Elan knows what is going to happen. This will end up destroying the world. "We need to evacuate earth!" Elan says. "Anyone know how to build a spaceship?!"

Name : Ella Home planet : Sel Invested arts : Forgery gender/sex : Female country of origin on said planet : MaiPon experiences with realmatic travel : (Apart from the ICPF bringing you to roshar for training) Realmatic scholar, spent years at one of the Silverlight universities. Special skills : Forgery (Using investiture), Forgery (Using just normal forgery) Special supplies or weapons : Seven Essence Marks, Multiple uncarved stamps, universal soulstamps.

“Yeah. Probably.”

“Yeah. They’re… quite the people.” Elan says. “Say, Christmas is coming. What do you think will happen to the hunger games then?”

“Yeah, probably not. How do they keep letting them in?!”

Elan sat staring at the screen. “That kid… Red I think? He’s stayed alive for a while.” He says. “What about you?”

Okieday

And where does my character come in? Am I helping investigate?