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N2: Klexos and Kudoclasm All Things End. . . . . .Time. . . .Power . . .Life . . .Man But ending does not mean forgetting. Life is not defined by Death. Strength in Life is not turned to Weakness. Those who have completed the Journey do not vanish from history upon reaching their Destination. They are remembered. They are discussed in tones of Awe and Terror. They are worshipped and they are feared. With Faith, all things are possible. With Faith, a man can inspire Wonder and Fearn. What is Fear but Faith in the power of the enemy? What is Wonder but Faith in the power of your own? Wonder and Fear are the most powerful tools of the faithful in the creation of gods. Together, The mind of men shape the worlds and the Gods that rule them. The emotions men inspire shape their destiny. Joy and Comfort and trust and Determination and Sorrow and Rage and Fear and Hatred. All shape the man into something else. The hearts and Mind of men are powerful. They create things. Space. . . Order. . . Death. . . Gods. . . . . .And Begin Again. The Gods of Men are known and unknowable. The Darkness and the Light, and the Chaos in between. They are not the false gods of Adonalsium. They are the Illuminant Mother, the Veiled Father, and the Volatile Vision. Created by the Hearts of man, by the lust of power, the fear of the dark, the desire to learn, they shaped the worlds they walked on, and altered the fates of their worshipers. But they held no illusions as to their creation. They knew of their nothingness without their worshippers, their agents, their confidants, their friends. They knew what would happen should they be lost, and did their best to ensure the continual survival of all who had helped create them. The Brightness and the Shadow and the Storm knew they could not force a man to endure past his own will. And they knew when a man so important to them all refused to continue on. The pacified the Cosmere in the urgency to watch the most momentous of occasions. Everything was stopped, but on hold, delayed, save for a palace in a Godless City on an Ancient world. They stopped, and watched as an Era came to an end. They watched as their power faded irreversibly. “My name is Esheo. My name is Aili. My name is Maw. I am Braveheart and Trueheart, Liram and Malarn, I am Thirty lives, full of change. Where I walk, Empires fall and Dynasties die. Where I sleep, Armies ravage and Storms shatter. When I speak, villains weep, and poets smile. I am the True Lord of Odium, and the Stalwart Protector. I am the Spymaster of the Shadow. I am the Silverpike of the Storm. I am the one who survives the falling Silence. I am the voice of Creation.” “I was the first to fight the Bloodthirsty Goddess. I was the first to follow the Shadow. I was the first to spread the Chaos of the Storm. And now, I am the first to truly leave. Farewell.” Everyone was silent after Esheo finished speaking. The noose he had insisted they tie t hang him hung around his neck, waiting for him to take a single step off the platform. No one truly wanted him to take the step, but none could deny his right. Not fully. In a manner unlike anything most of the citizenry had felt before, a Presence in the crowd made itself known. A Lurking, unquantifiable menace. Life turned to numbers. The crowd parted, revealing the silhouette of a man. The only feature distinguishable upon his form were glowing eyes, though what colour they were, none could say. All knew instinctively what his words were, though they were never uttered aloud. You will not die like a common born. I cannot stop your departure from this plane, but I can enhance it. The shivering darkness of the Presence receded, as another had always been upon the platform with Esheo. A figure of Light , with hands and feet stained by blood had always been behind him, and always would. The crowd spoke her will aloud in accordance with her desire. “SERVITOR OF SHADOWS, I WELCOME YOUR DEPARTURE, BUT CURSE YOUR ABSENCE. YOUR ARRIVAL IN THE REALMS BEYOND OUR OWN WILL BE HERALDED, AND YOU WILL BE WELCOMED WITH THE HIGHEST OF HONOURS.” The Silence was shattered by the sudden Storm above. A voice of thunder and glee burst forth from the darkened sky. “Eldest of man, and true wielder of Chaos, My gift to you is remembrance. Your name will be on the lips of all for years to come. Your absence will shape the Cosmere, and when you return, you will find a host awaiting your wisdom and glory.” The Three spoke as one. GO NOW WITH OUR BLESSING, WILLIAM, SON OF ANDERS. The Silhouette of the man rose his arm, and all light in the world went out. In a great burst of light and Shadow, Esheo died. Mailliw was lynched! He was a Citizen Bodyguard! What? Why? Balance reasons mostly, but also amusement. I enjoy making the village lynch their own protection roles, plus Mailliw has been a protection role the past three games before this. And I try not to be predictable. A Jester was way too obvious. Pirate, Bodyguard and Nobe are now available for Beggars. (19) Mailliw73: Amanuensis, OrlokTsubodai, TheMightyLopen, Kipper, Magestar, TheSilverDragon, Elenion, little wilson, Alvron, Elbereth, Renegade, Eolhondras, Arraenae, Burnt Spaghetti, jaimeleecee, Master Elodin, Aonar Faileas, Noble, Duke (3) Elenion: Sart, The Young Bard, Stink, (1) Emerald101: Conquestor, (1) Elbereth: Araris Valerian, The Night will end in twenty four hours! PM's are closed.

As Esheo makes a gift of his death, so shall I make a gift of my departure. To each of you, I leave a gift. Maill's Will: To Ecthelion, I leave the pleasures of Omi’s love. Hope you’re enjoying the afterlife. Elbereth, I give you secret knowledge and approval of your writing. I’ll miss it. I leave my gratitude to Silverblade and Elenion gets my aggressiveness. Rae, I leave you my smirk. Elodin, I leave you House Lekal’s koloss. Bard, I leave you my love of PMs, Devotion. To Eol, I leave you my Aviar and codes. Straw, have fun with death. I’ll be there soon. Magestar, accept my Derethi respect. Aman, I leave you temporary custody of the Odium panda(minus the Mashadar). To Orlok, keep the coups going. You get my positions and my slaves. Stink, you get to call yourself the Stormfather for the next two years. Conq, you get my water fury. Jaime, I leave you the Mashadar from the panda. Emerald, welcome back. Keep playing. Ant, I hope you show up. Wilson, I leave you the MEC suit and flamethrower. Oh, you get the Reckoners Jacket too. To Araris, I leave the goal of beating my number of games played. Silver Dragon, learn from the Shadows. Burnt, I leave you my soul devouring smile. Kipper, you get to take the title of Silverpike and Info Broker. I leave my lightning to Aonar and my lion to Lopen. Alv, you keep my eternal respect and shadow. Lopen, I also leave you Survival. To Sart, I leave my death percentages. Try to break them. I leave my faction destruction to Ren. And to Joe, i leave the goal of most games played as well as the title of Second Silverpike and Chaos Master. I have enjoyed all my many games here and I hope to return to a great community in two years. Thanks guys! Don't worry, this isn't my last post of the game, just wanted to make sure I got this in.

Thanks for that writeup send off, Joe! That was great! This will be my last post here. I'll see you in two years. Best of luck to the Citizens. In response to Ada's post from last night: Unless you played QF8, I have played or GMd every game. It was definitely still fun to be on a team with you and I'm sure I'd enjoy it still as we've both changed since I said that.

One final present I have: Presenting, Soul Devouring and Spitting with Maill. Ecthelion III DEAD Elbereth Neutral Merchant Mailliw STORMFATHER Silverblade Noble Elenion Duke Arraenae Beggar Master Elodin Merchant The Young Bard Jeskeri Eolhondras Bodyguard Straw DEAD Magestar Jeskeri? Amanuensis Jindo Legionnaire Orlok Pirate Stink Citizen Pirate Conquestor Noble Jaime Veteran Emerald Citizen? Dula Antgrgmn Legionnaire Wilson Jester Araris Beggar The Silver Dragon Noble Burnt Spaghetti Noble Kipper Eliminator-not sure which faction Aonar Bodyguard Alvron LORD OF SHADOWS Renegade Conversion role Lopen Retired Pirate Sart Jeskeri Noble Above is a list of roles that I have had claimed to me or have proven or deduced. 95% is correct. The other 5% might not be. Also, should you wish to learn what the Jeskeri do, I have informed the Neutral roles of that. You will have to convince them to side with the village, at least enough to tell you about the Jeskeri. Thanks for the fun time guys! I needed one last throwback to my old games. Have fun.

Recently, there has been much discussion about what potential benefits--beyond the Surges--KR might obtain as a result of the Nahel bond, motivated in part by the snippet of Edgedancer Brandon released in the newsletter, where Lift's request to the Nightwatcher is revealed almost verbatim: This sparked significant discussion as to whether she would receive as her boon an extended lifespan, or whether her cognitive aspect had simply been frozen in the state it was in as she made that request. I, however, had another hypothesis--that the KR were simply immortal (or at least very long-lived) merely by the nature of their bond-- based on relevant information in the form of a single line in one of Dalinar's visions, where he is conversing with a (presumably) Stoneward: This single line to me offers the most compelling evidence for a Radiant gaining some form of immortality from the Nahel bond. We know the Desolations could not have occurred more than once every century or so, both from the minimum time required to regenerate the lost population and forget metalworking, as well as another comment made during the vision, this one by Heb's (the man whom Dalinar is possessing) wife: This suggests that a person could reasonably expect to live their entire life without ever once experiencing a Desolation, which fits the minimum amount of time I posited before--about a century (though I suspect that the interval was often significantly longer). Therefore, Harkaylain--who has gained a reputation for successfully predicting Desolations enough times to be known for usually being correct--must be centuries old, if not millennia, in order to have a number of positive results sufficient for that purpose, and in the context of that quote he is fairly strongly implied to be a Radiant himself. There are a number of other, unknown factors that could contribute to this quote, such as Harkaylain being an Aimian (strongly suspected of being immortal as a race), but overall I find it more compelling to believe that the KR as a whole gain significant life extension. After all, by forming the Nahel bond, the spren seek to emulate the Heralds; we know this happens with Blade and with Surges, so stretching that to accommodate 'lifespan' does not seem infeasible to me. Likewise, it would fit with Lift's request--in this way, her boon would be to become a Radiant herself, which, though she probably did not expect it, would nonetheless fulfill her wish, as well as explain Wyndle's confusion as to why she was selected over the other candidates for Radianthood: Because it was the most expedient and in line with Cultivation's goals manner of granting her boon. If there is anything glaring I have overlooked, or a flaw in my reasoning, I would be glad to be notified of it; I figure this is likely so, as it seems that if it were this simple many of you would have already reached the same conclusion as I--that Radiants are granted a significant life extension, if not true immortality from their bond--but perhaps it has merely been overlooked.

I mentioned this forever ago and I just found the actual image again!

Guys will always latch on to anything, so shut him down! Stay professional! Remember, you're building a new life, you got no room to pity this fool! Things like "I'm working" "I don't see how that applies to the job at hand" etc, will resolve a lot of issues. Just be consistent. If he becomes a creepazoid, notify the proper supervisor.

The Second Day The Night was cold, and dark, the half moon covered by a stormfront that had rolled in from the ocean. The flickering light of the street lamps provided enough illumination for Straw to see that the streets were empty as he hurried from doorway to doorway. He was fairly certain that he was being followed. The lack of noises from behind made it obvious. There were cats and insects ahead of him, where no one had walked recently. But they stayed silent for far too long behind him. He turned the corner of Etu Street onto Koi street and saw Aeleus waiting for him up ahead. Good. He needed allies among the nobility if he wanted to live another day. His chest still hurt from where Ashkelon had shoved the spear through it. He had managed to avoid the mobs for a week or so, but he hee wouldn’t survive another one. Aeleus pushed himself upright form where he had been leaning as soon as Straw reached him. “You wanted to meet with me?” “You were part of the mob that accused me of conspiring against Iadon a while back. And yet, your fellow Nobility told Iadon to arrest Naara.” “I don’t have to agree with them. We work together, yes, but we’re not a collective, Pirate." Straw grinned at the loathing in the word. “Pirate indeed. Retired, because I had enough wealth to live the rest of my life quite comfortably. And, as you well know, oh newly appointed lord, money is power in this city.” Aeleus raised an eyebrow, and gestured for him to go on. “Name your price to support me, both publicly, and in the ranks of the nobility.” “An, interesting, proposal to be sure, but I can claim your money once you’re dead as well, can’t I?” “Or I could snap your-” His threat was interrupted by a clear voice coming from behind him. “A Monk and a Gambler had a debate. They discussed the concepts of God Chance and Fate. The Gambler decried the existence of two, while the Monk scoffed at the idea of the other. Tell me good sirs, does Domi have a plan for this night? Or is it all up to Man?” Straw couldn’t see anyone from where the voice was coming from. Aeleus stepped up next to him, peering into the darkness. “Who are you?” “A God among men.” Something dropped from the sky onto Straw, and he pitched forward onto the ground. He rolled sideways, throwing his assailant off his back. Aeleus stepped forward and held out a dagger to him, keeping his eyes on the cloaked man. “Truce?” “Acceptable.” He grabbed the dagger by the blade and threw it underhanded at the man in one motion. The man caught it, then sprung to his feet. “The answer my friends, is, Huh? Who are you?” Something hit Straw in the back of the head, throwing him into the brick wall next to him. It was followed up with two more blows to his face in rapid succession. He slumped over, his vision blackening. His last sight was that of Aeleus’ corpse hitting the ground next to him. Straw was killed! He was a Citizen Retired Pirate! Ecthellion III was killed! He was a Citizen Noble! Retired Pirate and Noble are now available for Beggars to take. The Day will end in twenty-four (24) hours. PM's are once again open!

I think he was just playing a role. We do not even know if he can get drunk at this point magic, etc. because he has changed so much magiclly. And Kelsier is about as arrogant as they come, so not hard to imagine wailing on him. Kelsier is the one that chose to intervene and got what was coming to him. And that pool was a dangerious place for Hoid, so it's not like he wants to stick around. Beating up Kelsier gets him on his way faster. And based on Liars of Partinel, Hoid is not exactly a saint and he's a Jesk -- think bard and court jester -- so Wit fits in perfectly with that. And it's hard to fault him for making fun of idiots too caught up in petty squabbles to see the signs of imminent doom for Roshar, Sadeas being an obvious example. It's probably like a vacation for him. That and he does poke and prod the people that he feels he can help. He even says as much in a conversation with Dalinar about Renarin. If he's an alcoholic then it's recent because no alcholic could function as well as he does for so long. But we have no evidence to suggest he is. Like I said, he may not even be able to get drunk. For all he know, the perfume was part of an act, possibly even a cover for drinking metals. Sorry, but I think you are reading too much into things.

We didn't see any pugs in a while, so...

So I have a random theory, I don't think it would have any ramifications on the story if true, but is a fun thought to me. And perhaps someone here will make a connection I haven't seen yet. While re-reading WoR I was wondering how Lin Davar got the attention of the Ghostbloods in the first place. The Davars are essentially an unimportant family in Jah Keved, as quoted by Shallan at least once. How did Lin convince the Ghostbloods to give him their soulcaster to gain power within Jah Keved? Sure he would be indebted to the Ghostbloods if he rose to the kingship, a very powerful tool for them to have, but they could have done that with any family, why the Davars? Because they knew Shallan was a budding radiant and a hold on the Davar family would give them an edge on at least one radiant order when they began rising to power. Shallan's mother figured out what she was and died trying to kill her. This allowed her father to recognize Shallan's powers and use this to gain the attention of the Ghostbloods. I think Mraize was able to connect Shallan with Veil sometime between the mission to get information on Talan and the march onto the plains. This is why he risked going out with the army rather than staying, he knew a Radiant would be his best bet to find the Oathgate. Kindly ignore that this seems to contradict the theory. i choose to believe that Mraize is underplaying his knowledge so as to keep an edge on Shallan. He states he already guessed at Veil's powers. I think that this may also be why the Sons of Honor accepted Helaran into their ranks and gave him a shardblade. I have seen a few theories that he may have been bonding a spren himself, but I like this better. Anyways, what do you think?

This made me laugh, but it was partly a scared laugh:

Was this review on Tumblr, by any chance? Also, ugh. By this reviewer's logic, Incidents in the Life of a Slave Girl was complicit in slavery for depicting its horrors; The Handmaid's Tale was complicit in brutal misogyny for taking a rigid patriarchal society to its logical conclusion; Heart of Darkness was complicit in European colonialism and the Scramble for Africa by revealing its horrific effect on those forced to live with its consequences; and The Absolutely True Diary of a Part-Time Indian was complicit in discrimination against the Spokane Natives for cluing readers in to just how messed up the reservation system is. The "logic," or what passes for it, falls apart when you squint at it too hard.

I've stumbled across a Dishonored review (the article was about women in the game) and then read the comments... : Remember kids: If your work contains oppresion or tyrannical rulers, it means you support it If genocide happens, it means you support it... Those kinds of logic really raise my bloodpressure. If you'll excuse me, I'll be murdering some bad people while avenging the Empress. BTW, Dishonored is really good.

MY NOOK HAZ VEEN FOUND!!!!!!!!!

....Wait. The....nonexistent Reckoner's Jacket? Oh wait! I know what you're giving me! I know what this is! Your ability to pull gambits. You're risk-taking skills as an eliminator! I accept. I accept so much. Yay! But... I don't even know where to start with this one. For one, it's usually me that gets overthrown in those coups--which totally isn't cool, mind you--and two...are you trying to bring down the Holy Order? I'm supposedly one of those Maill-designated "slaves" (even though I'm totally not a slave), and the fact that you're trying to pass the "ownership" of me (which can't be passed, mind you, as I retain full ownership of me no matter what you or Aman says to the contrary) to my Grandmaster.... Oh my word. You are. You're trying to destroy the Holy Order. This is your true final gift to your Lord, isn't it? No matter what you say to the contrary. Of course it is, Silverpike. Emerald. Maill. Die, once and for all. Die and let the shadows die with you. May the Light reign supreme. But really, though, thanks for the good times, Maill. Oh, and Iron Man will always be the best. : P

When someone makes cookies and you start hissing.

When you play Legend of Zelda Ocarina of Time and keep accidentally calling the Spiritual Sages Heralds and the Lens of Truth a Truthfinder's lens.

Doooooo iiiiiiiit I have not read The Aeronauts Windlass, so I cant tell you if you should buy that one, but definitely buy the first six Dresden Files. peer pressure peer pressure peer pressure

Give him New Jersey? ... On a lighter note, the salary life struggle is real.

OR we could give Trump his own little island to be president of. We can even call it the United States. The rest of us Americans can form our own country—Canada 2.0 or something.

Hey, there's a fourth option.

That's why I'm rooting for the asteroid.

I FINALLY CAUGHT A CHARMANDER. I've been hunting for one for ages, I already have 3 bulbasaurs, 2 pikachus and a tonne of squirtles(they keep spawning around my place). Oh, and I caught a Hitmonchan

She'll live. No way she died there.

This night brought me a strange Idea (a development form "the heralds are all yolish"): We know Roshar was careffully designed by Adonalsium (if another theory of mine is true, much more than others Shardworlds) and what if did the Big A. place guardians to his precious project ? Ten Yolish guy who He changed to be more fitting to their role. Immortal Superhumans guardians of Great Roshar System. Then when H&C cames and Odium would manifested a treat to the System, Honor and Heralds made an Alliance to stop/bound/kill him. They recive the Honorblades quite lately but their are Immortal Superhuman by a lot of time before. okok I have to sleep more and think less....understood

Eh, if anyone wants to know, this is STINK's guide to fun! 1. Never be 100% certain of anything, 2. If someone says something and you trust them, continue to trust them until they do something untrustworthy. 3. Continuing on from that, find players you trust before players you don't trust, so that you always have some communication that can be fun going. 4. Not every post has to be 100% about SE 5. If you've just made multiple posts about something, it's probably time for you to stop posting about it, you're way too biased by then. 6. This is starting to look like a proper thing woah. 7. Remember that part of the fun to you might be winning, but to others its the personal interactions So don't try to shut down all OOG talk. (damnation this does look pretty good)

The functional difference between being dead and worldhopping. When people die, their Cognitive and Spiritual aspects are ripped from the physical one. In a way, they are two-realm people instead of three... and lack of ties to the Physical Realm means they have no anchor and as result are pulled Beyond. Is that correct? Now, worldhoppers (and other people able to transport themselves into Cognitive Realm like Elsecallers and probably Lightweavers) also can enter Cognitive Realm fully, effectively erasing themselves from the Physical Realm. How are they able to make their body temporarily disappear? What happens to their ties to the Physical if there is no body? I assume that traversing the Realms is in fact consciousness concetrating more on one of the Realms - Shallan and Jasnah are still present in Physical when Soulcasting, but their essence is concentrated on the Cognitive. Similarly, when Kelsier stares into Fuzz's eyes, he concentrates on the Spiritual. But being able to completely disappear from one of the Realms, like worldhoppers and Jasnah do with Physical, is a little different.

I am sure most of us at least once wondered how do this two powers work. Not only these two seem very cryptic, but also there are almost no clues about them. The only thing I managed to find out about them for sure are some WoB (which I can't find anymore) that tension (if I remember correctly) can allow you to press your hand into a rock. That left me wondering even more, because the cohesion is what keeps a rock together, not tension. Only today I found out a possible answer to this question. The tension is the force that interact with object pressing towards another object, and provides the force of reaction. Then imagine that we take this force away. Suddenly objest starts act like rubber - if it has a lot of cohesion and wants to stay intact regardless the bending, or if it has small cohesion like for example glass, it would liquefy. On the other hand if you add tension to rubber and water it would start behaving like rock and glass. Cohesion on the other hand would allow you to determine how difficult it is to break something apart. (Rubber to water, glass to rock).

As far as the original question, Sanderson doesn't mind killing characters off, but it's when it comes to POV characters it always has a purpose and it has always been highly climactic. Eshonai dying there doesn't fulfill either of those. So I highly doubt she's dead. The only thing you accomplish by killer her there is ridding the story of the only Parshendi PoV character that you just spent a whole book building exactly for this purpose. Would take away from a lot of depth in Oathbringer and in future books.

I knew you'd get it. That ones up to Orlok. Its too bad I'm not the Shadows. I'm the Storm. Batman all the way. It involved some...unrepeatable actions. A bit of death, some blood, a touch of evil. The works. I'm glad. Thank you. I look forward to returning to hear of your legacy.

Well unless the third race looks exactly like humans, we can rule out Leras and Ati as we see their bodies. True the dragons of the cosmere could potentially shape shift, but death tends to be the universal returner to original forms

So as usual I have trouble locating WoB in the interview database but I believe Oversleep is referring to a WoB that stated the manifestation of the magic was determined by planet, not by shard. So Scadrial is all about metal. If Odium invested himself into that planet, his magic would involve metals. He would have a god metal. Same with other planets. Yes they decide how invested they want to be. Yes they in some cases decide who even gets to have the power, but one dealing with metals, while another colors, while another gem stones is planet determined, no current shard determined.

Szeth sitting up on a post/rafter watching the room while employed by the crime boss, right? jW

If they are anything like other Trump properties, we have nothing to fear from Trumpbots

First of all I misread the tag and I read "end of boom" thinking to a wordplay for the scene with Suit and the Fakeless Immortal Anyway there are a couple of thing that push more to Kelsier (the scars on his arms) and less to Marsh (we know he replaced his miss Spike and much more the sovreign have his eye-Spike in the wrong eyesocket)

Nale probably wouldn't be interested in pursuing Adolin unless he becomes a radiant and even then, considering the ending of WoR, the skybreakers and Szeth should be pretty busy fighting against the honorblade-wielding monks for a while... I reckon Adolin's biggest threat is likely to be Ialai.

Aftermath: Ashes Rise, Empires Fall [Well of Ascension spoilers ahead.] Sazed awoke from his cell at the metallic sound of a door bursting open. Even before he saw the three figures walking down the hallway to his cell, a chill ran down his spine. He somehow knew that something had gone horribly wrong. That these weren’t the cronies of Ashweather Cett or Ferson Penrod. No, these had to be agents of Ruin himself. The three figures walked into view, and Sazed narrowed his eyes. There was no way that Hadrian Penrod himself would work with Shara, a well-known member of House Cett… unless they were spiked. “Olvar, Shara, Hadrian Penrod,” Sazed said, nodding to each person in turn. “What is the meaning of my imprisonment?” “Ruin figured it’d be best to have you out of the way for a time, lest you figure out where the Well of Ascension is,” Olvar responded, his face impassive. “That’s ridiculous. We all already know that the Well of Ascension is somewhere in the Terris Mountains. Vin should be there any day now.” Olvar chuckled. “I’m afraid your ancient Terris prophecies have lied to you. The Well of Ascension is nowhere near where you believe it is. It’s here, in Luthadel.” Sazed’s eyes widened. “That… can’t be true.” “Unfortunately, it is. And it is a matter of mere moments before Ruin will be able to escape from the prison that has he has been trapped in the past millennium. You, unfortunately, will not be able to see Ruin’s ascension.” The three spiked unsheathed their swords, and Hadrian Penrod stepped forward, unlocking Sazed’s cell. Sazed stepped back, trying to make sense of the situation. Maybe he could… A figure flashed down the hallway at an incredible speed, knocking all of the spiked to the ground. Sazed reeled back, then leaned out to face the person who had saved him. The person in question was a tall, hawk-faced man in black robes, a thin silver sword at his side. Sazed instinctively trusted the man, and fear slowly melted from his mind. “Who… may you be, sir?” The man smiled. “You can call me Hoid. Normally I would not intervene in such a brutal fashion, but things are not as they should be. Come along now, before they awaken.” Sazed stepped forward, and the two men walked swiftly down the hallway. “So… what exactly are we to do, in order to stop Ruin?” Sazed asked. “Those three said something about the Well of Ascension being in Luthadel.” “Yes, yes, I know,” Hoid said, rounding a corner. “Went there earlier today.” “You… you’ve been to the Well of Ascension?” “On multiple occasions, yes. Now is not the time for that. Now is the time to minimize the damage.” “The… damage?” Hoid nodded. “I cannot stay here for long. Ruin will escape, unfortunately, no matter what you may try to do at this point. It is too late now. But have hope, in the days to come. Many others will lose it, but you cannot.” “Why not me?” “I cannot say. But keep your head up. Things will be alright in the end.” The pair emerged through a large metal door, out into Luthadel itself, which was alight in the night with thousands of fires. Ash seemed to rise through the mists, rather than fall. “By the Forgotten Gods,” Sazed breathed. “The city’s worse off than before.” “And, unfortunately, it will only be worse with the arrival of Ruin. However, I cannot really be around for that. Ati and I used to get along well, but now…” Hoid shook his head, then took off at a run. “I must leave. Good luck, Sazed.” With that, Hoid was gone. Sazed glanced around, immediately discovering that he was at the base of Kredik Shaw. Maybe Hoid was wrong. Maybe he could reach the Well before… I’M FREE! a voice boomed from the ground, and the entire city suddenly shook, flames arching higher. Sazed looked around, eyes frantic. So this was it. Ruin was free. And he was the only one left, in the middle of… The door behind Sazed crashed open, and a coin slammed into Sazed’s chest. Sazed crumpled to the ground, the forms of the three spiked standing triumphantly above him. “I’d consider this day a success,” Olvar smiled, then turned to Shara. “Finish him off.” Shara grinned, unsheathed her sword, and slammed it into Sazed’s chest. “Today shall be the end of two empires. An empire that has existed for a single year, by that fool Elend Venture. And an empire that has long opposed Ruin, foolishly trying to prevent the inevitable. The end of all things. But today, that ending begins.” Hadrian and Shara nodded. NOW GO, a voice boomed from the ground, and the three immediately dispersed, going off to serve their master. Ruin would not be stopped. Not anymore. - - - - - The Spiked have won the game! Congratulations, and good game to all. I think the game went pretty well, minus the late-game inactivity, and a minor error I made with Venture’s koloss (they should’ve had 1 koloss survive after cycle 2, though this wouldn’t have changed the outcome any). Anyway, here are all of the game docs: Spreadsheet (with 5 tabs) Venture (Venture 2.0) (Venture 3.0) Cett Lekal Penrod Spiked (Spiked 2.0) Dead Doc Spec Doc

I was very annoyed by my brother, and all I had was a handful of pennies. I thought it probably wouldn't work, but what the heck.

White Sand

Ah, what I should have said is that I never lie to people about how I'll use their information (unless I'm an Eliminator). I'm always completely honest with where my info will go and what I'll do with it. Is that a question or a comment? New title for Orlok: Orlok the Ledge. Also, Stink is really tickling my funny bone this cycle. Wilson explained below what some of my thoughts are on the bandwagon. Elenion is using the Gambler's Fallacy with almost every post, and it's very disconcerting. "Using every bit of power and influence" to cause havoc is a seriously irresponsible playstyle, especially when it seems to have no point. In re to the MR comments, I don't hold grudges. The only grudge I've ever held in these games was against @DeathClutch19 (still unsatisfied; plz play a game so I can kill u), and that was because of targeted and deliberate misinterpretation, not this wild flailing around in the MR and LG. And when I was lynched, I didn't give a reason "why not to" because there was none. The only argument against me was that I had been afk, and the only I could respond to that was with "I don't think an Eliminator would be this actively afk." 1. Trust me, no one is panicking. 2. Except for MR15 really has no relevance to this game. This is called the Gambler's Fallacy. 1. Yes, you're wrong. 2. Okay, this is more of a meta-comment, but just because someone "doesn't know you" doesn't mean that they can't suspect you. And Stormfather, you take condescending dismissal to a whole new level. 3. Good question, coming from a person who has expressed delight in causing havoc and confusion. Why? Well, because it's a D1 lynch, and already people are talking, and we're getting more reads based off of who does what. 1. Alright. Will do. 2. There is no solid evidence. But then, how many times do we lynch someone on confirmed, *hard* evidence? Rarely; very rarely. Gut is a huge part of this game, and a huge part of internal physiology. Respect it as such. 3. You didn't roleclaim to me. Why not? How will you prove your role? When will you claim your role if you want to get out of this bandwagon? 4. My heart is at rest. I imagine someone is. Go and upvote most of Stink's posts and you'll be good. One internal test that I always stress with myself is looking at both sides of motivations for a particular statement. Ex1: "Lol village again" Villager: "Lol village again." Eliminator: If I say "lol village again," maybe they'll buy it and just think I was a careless villager. Conclusion: It's pretty much impossible to determine whether the person who said this is an Eliminator or Villager, because they both have valid reasons for saying it. Don't focus too much on it, because you'll just out-wifom your own brain and likely come to a faulty conclusion. Feel free to use this test on Elenion. Ask yourself if a villager would have the motivation to make a wifom in certain cases. Also, @little wilson, I find Emerald's vote actually more suspicious than Lopen's. Almost like Emerald was grasping for a valid reason to vote Elenion, so he could use it as a defense later on if necessary.

Hey there. Finally made an acount after following for years. Time to join the party.

Just putting this up so everyone knows I exist.

My goal is to finish The Wheel of Time, The Lightbringer, The Malazen Book of The Fallen, A Song of Ice and Fire and Discworld by the time Oathbringer comes out. I am currently on The Fires of Heaven, The Broken Eye, Gardens of The Moon, A a Game of Thrones, and Pyramids.

I do not have the time to write anything lengthy at the moment, but I wanted to say this was a very good post. I absolutely agree one of Renarin's quality is his ability to remain level-headed in the face of adversity. He has spend a lifetime being forced to deal with undesired unexpected situations: he has come across as very adaptable. He is not unsettled by change, he even yearns for it. His weak point is his desire to feel useful and his tunnel vision stating the only possible path towards achieving his goals passes through armed combat. He has yet to acknowledge how useful he actually is in helping his "perfect supposedly superior" brother manage his emotions and his anxiety. I do not read Renarin as impulsive, but as eager: eager to find his use and being raised as he was, he can't figure out a way other than jumping into the melee, hoping to make a difference. In the chasmfiend hunt, Renarin did not come across as emotionally disturbed, he very calmly asked Dalinar if he needed assistance: he wanted to help and the fact a giant creature was smashing soldiers around didn't bother him. Adolin, on the reverse, is often unsettled. As soon as he is forced to live through the unexpected, the unplanned, as soon as he doesn't have a precise script to follow: he starts to lose it. The emotion generating machine puts itself in full gear and he starts to act irrationally. WoR highlighted how little control he had over this aspect of his personality. Fights, battles, duels, these are Adolin's control environment: the ones he has been trained since early childhood to evolve in. As a result, when he is inside his controlled environment, Adolin is able to keep his emotions to the minimum and even then... He does lose it against Salinor early in WoR. He does panic in the 4 on 1 duel. Kaladin is never seen to panic, no matter what is thrown at him and... well Renarin neither is not panicking. He is disturbed over hearing the screams in his head and likely beats himself up for it as he probably sees it as yet another "problem" with himself. His tears mostly are of frustration for not being able to be useful, for not being able to voice his thoughts, for falling once again at doing something worthy of mention, but I do not read them as tears of fear or panic. The unlocking of the Oathgate does feature Renarin having what is akin to a panic attack or a mental crisis of sorts: this is understandable considering he saw the whole army would die and he was, yet again, helpless to do anything useful. In comparison, Adolin's threshold to start to lose it is much, much, much lower. Had Adolin have the visions, he would have start panicking and acting erratically in Chapter 7. My reading thus is Renarin is the more stable, level-headed, thoughtful brother while Adolin is the unstable, emotional and naturally anxious one. The problem is Adolin is very good at sports and athletic activities which gives him instant gratification while Renarin is the one who has yet to see all the great things he is currently doing.

If only I could burn cadmium...