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  1. Political views. Please don't get mad at me. And a few minor Warbreaker spoilers. And here's a big GoT #3 spoiler. I know it's not Brandon. Okay, last one. Stormlight Spoiler And here's another (I lied about stopping) Elantris spoilers Ok last one (For real)
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  2. Night 6: The Unfeeling Moon. Father Mai reached under the collar of his robe and withdrew his Amulet. The Aon Omi, as worn by all members of the Korathi faith. At least, all True members. He had his problems with the church, and had left it secretly years ago, for a god that actually answered, even if it didn’t care for him as Domi was supposed to. He reached into his sash next, and pulled out a sacrificial dagger. One he had used just three weeks ago, to kill poor Sheeo, in a ritual. It hurt, that he wouldn’t be able to participate in another sacrifice. That was all he wanted. One last communion with the Great Lord. A scarce twelve hours, before the moon would rise fully, and he’d be able to see his Lord again. Now, he supposed, he’d see the Lord in a different fashion. He pulled the amulet away, tightening the cord around his neck, then slashed through it with the knife. He placed the amulet on the Lectern, and stabbed all the way through it. The blade vibrated from the power of the strike, but remained in the wood. Good. He left it there, and left the Chapel. In the Anterium, there was a ladder, that led to the top of the church’s Bell Tower. It was a short, perhaps half a minute climb, and then he was above most of the buildings in Kae. He could see a crowd forming, coming towards the church. Coming for him no doubt. They didn’t see, didn’t understand. They stood against The Lord, and they stood against the King. He wouldn’t give them the satisfaction of killing him. Mai stepped onto the wall around the tower, so that he could see the ground far below him. He raised his arms in supplication, as the sun just slipped beyond the horizon. “By Blood, by Bone, by Cold, by Stone. Uncaring Moon, Welcome me home.” He intoned. He closed his eyes, and took his final step. Amanuensis was a Jeskeri Acolyte turned Practitioner! (8) Amanuensis: TheMightyLopen, Conquestor, STINK, Alvron, Arraenae, Elenion Duke, Duke (1) Eolhondras: Sart, (3) Alvron: Amanuensis, Aonar, Bard
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  3. Generation 10 Turn 3 Straff Venture, of the Lesser House of Venture, exiled of Luthadel these past several hundred years, was a generous man. Almost everyone who knew him would say that if you asked their opinion of him, and for good reason. Of course, they were missing his more private qualities, such as his love of manipulation and other such vices, but that was the image he had cultivated. Not a day went by when Straff couldn't be found in one of the taverns that straddled the line between rich skaa and poor noble, letting coin flow as though it were water so that wine would do the same. It was for a good cause, of course. These people were the best gossips in the entire city, and the alcohol helped to lubricate the conversation a little, and fuddle the minds. Some of the best tidbits he ever overheard were from people slightly too drunk to realise what they were saying but slightly too sober to be watching what they were saying. That blissful state of uncaring ignorance was where he made his money as an informant. The poor nobility would talk about any and everything, of course, cursing their betters and their lessers in the same breath, and they were quite happy to talk about important things they were involved with. Admittedly, he couldn't help but number himself amongst their number. He was, after all, a part of House Venture, who had not been important in The Final Empire for many, many years now. It galled him to admit it, but he was nothing if not honest about his own position. Then there was the people they were rubbing elbows with, almost in a heretical manner. The richer skaa, as much as they could be rich in a society like this, were simply of the opinion that he was their equal, and happy to chat to someone they could deal with. He did not agree with them, for obvious reasons, but that didn't stop him topping up their glass and giving them an encouraging smile. He was everyone's friend, after all. And today had gone rather well. Extremely well, in fact. By anyone's standards, he had made quite a tidy profit today. Well, it was in fact a complete profit. The plans he had taken from his House's Keep were worth quite a bit, and no-one even knew he had taken them. Not that he was going to keep the money he had made, no. He was not going to go around stealing from his own House. But he wouldn't be giving it to them either. It was useful for occasions such as this, where a small profit could be turned into even further gains. Spending money to make money. He might have a few nice lunches with potential clients and other brokers out of it, but that was just business. Who would have thought that a simple map of tunnels built centuries ago could be worth so much to House Izenry? And for one of their own allies, as well! Of course, he had been paid for exclusivity rights for the plans, but he had no intention of truly honouring that. Not that he was going to simply sell the plans again so soon though, no. That would be far too obvious. He'd drawn a copy this morning, and it currently rested in his blazer's pocket. When he returned to the Venture Keep, he'd put it back in the family vault, and no-one would be the wiser. Then, in another five or ten years, he'd sell it again. Perhaps House Penrod? They were a House known for rather shady dealings as well... Perhaps he could just sell it to House Wilson. They might be rather interested in a map of tunnels into their own keep. Well, that was something to deal with in the future. For now, he was of a mind to talk to people and just enjoy himself after a hard day's work. He'd have never guessed that this was his calling when he was younger – Lord Ruler knew what he'd be like if he was actually born into a Great House – but he found these games interesting. It was a somewhat toned down version of the games that the Great Houses played, and he rather liked the more human aspect of it. The Great Houses played games with each other in broad, arcing strokes, but he preferred the minute shifts he could cause in people on a personal level. It felt precise and skilled, rather than guesswork and random effect. But there were times when he felt it was just a little too dangerous for him. He liked the feeling of danger, but not when it was actually a possible threat. True, he had dealt with House Izenry on amicable terms and had left pleased with the whole exchange, but there was often a sense of unease after these deals. Paranoia was always justified. It was part of the reason why he was here, spending money so flippantly. He was loud and he was amongst friends and most important, he was visible. He'd do this for a few days, then lay low for some time. Maybe visit a few of Luthadel's higher class brothels for a bit of entertainment. Perhaps travel out of the city for a bit. Then, when people had put him out of their minds, he'd return to information brokering again. It would be a nice little break. The door burst off its hinges, wood and splinters flying out in all directions. A man in a Mistcloak entered the room, looking entirely unperturbed by the shrapnel lying along the floor. He stepped over the debris and entered the tavern, all eyes following him. He made his way towards Straff Venture. “What?” Straff asked, wishing he hadn't chosen to sit in a corner now. Oh, at the time it seemed like a great idea, but a frontal assault like this was not expected. Now he was trapped and cornered, unable to flee. But that didn't mean he was going to cower in front of this man so easily. “What do you want?” The Mistborn ignored his question, or rather, answered it by drawing a long and serrated steel knife from his belt and throwing it to his other hand, spinning it around a few times uncaring. “Lord Izenry sends his regards, and suggests that you, your family and other information brokers find other ways to make money than selling his ally's information. You're going to be our messenger.” “As you wish,” Straff nodded. “I'll tell them immediately." The man made no move to leave. "...What, do you want your money back now as well? Your Lord seemed fine with the deal earlier. I would demand the plans back then, if we are to reverse this deal, and I will be telling everyone what a bad business partner the so-called 'noble' House of Izenry is.” A hand pulled him up from his chair, strength enhanced by pewter, and held him against the wall. “We've decided we'd like to keep the deal, and the money.” The knife rested against his throat, drawing a small amount of blood. “You get what I'm saying?” “You...” Straff struggled against his grip, but as a Tineye he knew it was practically impossible to break out of a hold by someone burning pewter. The knife dug further in to his throat and he gritted his teeth. His captor seemed amused, but ultimately unsympathetic. He knew what was coming next. “You can't do this... We're in public...” A dagger in the dark, a poisoned wineglass, an 'accidentally' cut saddle while hunting, any of these would be normal and acceptable. But this... this thug strolling into the tavern? To knife him in front of two dozen witnesses? That was not how things happened. “See, I rather think I can,” the Mistborn said. “That's the beauty of being an Izenry. We can get away with bloody murder if we want.” He pressed down on the knife, holding the writhing and struggling Venture in place, until the point of the knife buried itself in the wooden wall behind him. Slowly, he watched the fight and the life bleed out of Straff. He let go of the knife, and of Straff, letting him remain pinned there. He looked at the corpse for a short while as if considering something, then shrugged. “Seeing as this is a fine eating and drinking establishment, I won't go beheading him as well.” Reaching into the coat pocket, he took out a set of plans and a large pouch of coins. He put the coin pouch on the table and counted out a few. He tossed them over at the counter, where the owner stood frozen and pale. “A few Imperials to clean up the mess,” the Mistborn said, wiping the knife down with a cut of cloth. He sheathed it back in his belt, and picked up the papers and the coin pouch. “Good day to you all,” he said, honouring the patrons with a smile and a bow. Then he stepped out of the tavern, and into notoriety and legend. Generation 10 Turn 3 has begun! The turn will end on Friday 19th August at 6PM BST. Generation 10 Player List
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  4. Another #SundaySanderson has arrived. Today I did something from Elantris. Our dear and witty princess of Teod, Sarene!
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  5. Hello everyone, I'm a nooby around here, but I plan to become more than adept at this forum by the time I'm through. Anyone else? Also, any suggestions?
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  6. If I can add a thought - I don't agree with the idea that oppression naturally leads to indiscriminate violence. People can suffer oppression and not become violent at all. They can fight solely against their oppressors. You can fight a cultural war with media. You can debate leaders. Civil disobedience. Jews have been oppressed for thousands of years and we fight back by surviving, by celebrating life, by being kinder, by refusing to let our enemies change who we are. And when it did come to violence in fighting the British for Jewish independence in Israel, most of the fighters attacked British military targets or infrastructure, not civilians. Opression leads to a burning sense of injustice, and that passion can express itself as violent rioting, but it doesn't have to. Fighting injustice doesn't absolve anyone from the basic humanity of leaving innocents out of it.
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  7. Hello everyone! I'm Conatus, and I'm new on this site. I've so far read Reckoners 1-3 and the first three Mistborn.
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  8. Does this mean if I ask a question in music (using solresol) it has to be answered in music? And, I'll sign up as Nelek.
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  10. Well, with an 11,000 year time lapse. I have to admit, this is more of a hunch than a proper theory. My sources: Exhibit A: http://theoryland.com/intvmain.php?i=1108#6 Exhibit B: (SH spoilers) So, we know that Hoid having visited Braize (or not) is somehow massively important to the Cosmere Cycle, and we know that Khriss, the "most knowledgeable person about the Cosmere we've met" doesn't know where Yolen is. My theory, assembled on much too little sleep, is that Yolen and Braize are one and the same. Thoughts? Any reasons why my theory is either plausible or impossible? Thanks!
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  11. Good day, Sanderson fans. Yes, I'm new here. I don't mean to stereotype, but if you're here on this very forum, I suspect have a good deal in common with me. For instance, reading. Fantasy and/or science fiction in general, Sanderson's style in particular. That's why we're here, no? I imagine a good number of you with just such an interest in the written word are also keen on crafting stories, yourselves. There, now we have something in common. We want to be writers. Well, despite my passion for writing, I don't have a lot to show for it. I have about fifty Chapter 1's laying around and a handful of Chapter 2s. My mother advised I keep reading, and when I'm not stuck in a BAD book that's easy. I have this thing about finishing the book I started, see. I was stuck for a while in this one drab science fiction I literally had to give away to get unstuck from that being 'the book I'm reading'. Shame on me for gifting inferior literature. But I was free of that, and what was I going to read next? I picked up Warbreaker. I've read first three Mistborn novels, and the Reckoners trillogy. My brother was reading Way of Kings and, based on his reaction, I'm thanking myself for staying away from it for now - I hate waiting for the rest of the series to come out. I knew I enjoyed Sanderson, but I'd been deprived of good writing for a while. Shortly into Warbreaker I was just about tearing my hair out; 'why can't I write like this!?', I begged myself. In a mere dozen pages it seemed like, I knew of two vastly differing cultures at odds with each other, had glimpsed a fabulously unique magic system, and been endeared by the poor princess being carted to an unexpected situation. There would be culture shock, the internal struggles of the princess, the politicking of states, and potential for some enormously intriguing action. This was good writing, sucking me into the universe as surely as a spaceship hull breach. On a spur of the moment, I looked up Sanderson's website and was pleased to find he'd written quite extensive posts of his own writing process. I was shocked at some of the similarities to myself I found. For one, being a linear writer - I'd always considered that a hindrance, because everyone else seemed so free to jump around and write whatever scene they felt most strongly about at the time. Me, I was stuck ponderously imagining the climactic endings while slogging through the opening moments. But being a linear writer was just such a casual mention as Sanderson described his process, it was clear it was a non-issue. Not even something one had to work around; just the way the process works for him. The way it works for me. The similarities made me sit up and pay very close attention to the dissimilarities. Yes, I read the disclaimer about everyone's writing process being personal, but I was dead stuck, willing to try anything. Several things he mentions in his process were either new to me or reminders of things I sortof knew, but hadn't fully articulated. I was able to turn new eyes on my own story ideas, pick one, and reshape it into something that got me excited about writing again. Goodness, it has been so long since I was excited about writing! So, as I said, I expect some of you are writers. I find myself stepping into this community hoping to glimpse great ideas and find out where others like me, likewise inspired by Sanderson and other great authors, commune for ideas and sharing tips and such. Maybe I'm not quite the typical fan? Or maybe I'm VERY typical, I have no idea. Maybe I'd be better off on a forum more oriented to writers in general rather than a Sanderson fan forum? Perhaps, but they all have their own tone and I don't know which would be good for me. Sanderson's style I know and love, and here I'm sure to find others who enjoy it. Maybe I talk to much? Most definitely; I shall have to work on that, because I refuse to use any sort of "TL;DR" conventions (and detest acronyms). All that said, my final word is: Greetings, fellow admirers of Brandon Sanderson! -KM
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  12. When it comes to Shardic Intents, the choice of mental state has always seemed off to me. Why "Ruin" and not simply "Death"? Why "Devotion" and not simply "Love"? Why have "Autonomy" and "Endowment" at all? But then a thought occurred: What if those were the prevailing thoughts and motivations of the Shardvessels when they took up the power? In this vein: Ati might have seen it as inevitable. Leras might have wanted to preserve the power Rayse might have hated Adonalsium. Bavadin might have wanted to be free of Adonalsium's influence. Skai might have seen Adonalsium as a threat to his control. Aona might have done it for the people she loved. Tanavast, because he thought he was giving Adonalsium an honorable death. It breaks down from here because it's hard to reconcile "Endowment" with "I want to kill a god," and same with Cultivation. (Admittedly, it's easier to think of Cultivation's motivation - "I want to kill Adonalsium so that we can build anew" - we just don't know her Vessel's name. Thoughts?
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  13. My take on a HoA trailer, might be a bit short but, oh well. Why must there be so many plot lines? Why? Why? * Black screen. A lantern shines light onto the sheet of metal, words written into it Vin speaks the words on the metal, "I write these words in metal, for nothing not set on metal cannot be trusted." Music starts, slow and long notes as the image zooms out and reveals the stock pile. The music moves into a long crescendo, and Vin perches on top of a koloss blade, ash falling from the sky. She jumps down in a swirl, and lands on the ground, walking through a battlefield, human and koloss bodies lying on the ground. She walks up a hill and walks next to Elend who is looking out over the remaining koloss, in control of them. Vin stands next to him. The image changes and shows Elend in council with the crew and Vin. Breeze speaks, "We've got riots," the image flicks to scenes of Spook in Urteau, the city in flames, "natural disasters," an image of Marsh walking away from a volcano exploding, "mass famine," shots of Sazed walking into the hovel of a skaa hovel, "the mists are trying to kill us," shots of soldiers falling to the mist sickness in the mist. The picture reverts back to Breeze who sips his wine, "and if that wasn't enough, we've got an vengeful God looking to destroy us. The world, my friends, appears to be ending." He pauses, "This is an indisputably sad event." * Ten-Soon walks down, escorted in his dog form. "This is the end! You can't ignore this forever!" He gets thrown into the courtroom, and the camera pans around at the kandra surrounding him, then focuses in on the second generation kandra. The kandra speaks, "she is not our master. She is not the hero of ages. She, is a villain, and you along with her." * The image changes to a building in flames, then to Breeze talking with Sazed, talking over the yelling so of the crowd. "All right, does somebody want to speculate on how our team's spy ended up becoming a pseudo-religious vigilante freedom fighter?" The image flicks back to the burning building. The crowd starts chanting "The Survivor! The survivor! The Survivor!" * The shot changes to one of a black night, Vin falling through the mists. She pushes off the ground, and begins racing through the night in steelpushes. She stops, and stands on the ground, spinning around in the night, looking for something. "Who ware you?" She asks the darkness. The voice of Ruin speaks back to her, "I am mountains that crush. I am waves that crash. I am storms that shatter. I am the end." THE HERO OF AGES
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  14. I am pretty sure inquisitors have to burn metals for one thing Marsh had a metal vial on him that Vin stole in Hero of Ages and this WoB QUESTION So do Inquisitors, when they use Allomancy, have to actually ingest the metals? BRANDON SANDERSON They actually do. So what is happening is Hemalurgy rips off a piece of one person's soul and spikes it somebody else and so it is basically taking off the piece of someone's soul that makes them an Allomancer and adding it to someone else instead and so then they act as an Allomancer just as it would happen. This WoB makes it seem to me that Inquistors have to burn metals just like any other Allomancer.
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  15. I chose the picture because I thought it was cool.
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  16. Conatus is Latin for "effort". The reason I chose it is because I believe a work ethic is one of the most valuable traits in a human, koloss, or inquisitor.
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  17. I forgot to put it in the introduction, but I think I've read the first two or three Alcatraz.
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  18. Ladies and Gentlemen of the Shard, I bring to you, the magnificent writing by 17th Sharders: (This is a 100% nonsense haha) Smashing Twinkies can eat banana skins because the logical equation of Brandon's magic system tells of a great run-on sentence, made of strawberries and crem. Besides, the laws of physics even cry when you don't read the clearly-defined instruction because that is a travesty of not obeying the whims, or, perhaps, a mysterious unexplained order of evil deeds and crazy lunatics. Now, shall you want to bake a cake? A cake that transforms anyone who tastes it into a mighty chasmfiend. The mighty cake was reserved for only the greatest men that wielded shard blades while singing songs of ages and then competed Horneater folk dances only to discover that they had left the butter in a copy of a duck that also happened to contain the greatest secret of the Alethi court; which was that thy had all the chocolate in southern Sacrial, because Hoid and Demoux murdered the Shards. This was all unknown to the chaotic murderous Seons who walked across the universeeeeeeeee! Also, thinking themselves funny were their dreaded cursed cheese Danishes. However, these pastries could not abide the thought of the sudden departure frightened them. Why frightened them? It exhilarated them beyond belief as they jumped into the well of ascension only to have his face eaten. By ponies who really didn't like to brag but, we're not yellow. So they couldn't fulfill their destiny as Sticks with Shallan and Fire. But they could say oaths to their Nahel spren! There were many painful memories of the era when twimom was present. No one knew how it happened but all resolved when the ponies arrived, they would banish her to the depths of a little mauve, where they used to sacrifice goats and a few purple plum pies to the indifferent Flying Spaghetti Monster. His noody goodness slurped into eternity as he contemplated the ephemeral evanescence of the vast span of the millennia. Elements of Harmony turned Odium into a statue that picked his nose. Odium was not like discord but he did form the only thing that could save the brain weasels from Kaymyth's fury and also bake Dark Alley Cookies, very awkward bookies and rhythm rookies and a tree, but nothing else. But Odiums weasels had already infested the only thing that was impervious like the only living stick-like omega stick insect which had banished countless evils. Meanwhile, Odium's odious orangutan released the swarm of brain weasels upon the land. A hero rose, covered in thorns grasping the handle of a mug filled with pure essence of awesome. It tasted rather like a salty piece of bacon. Having sufficiently caffeinated, the gathered masses became very omnipotent me ate fondue. But Kelsier murdered the Lord Ruler's steel inquisitor's pugs and Twy attacked with the fury of the seven Shardwraiths of Helmore and went on to build a snowman. This project angered the Shardwraiths who immediately decided that the snowman was too good to stay frozen. So they created a fabrial flamethrower to roast snowmen and their betrayal of the gods splintered Adonalism again, causing the breaking of a Stick which was Sticky and very brown which made ponies that are brown with steelheart marks and Nighthound died and so Equestria ruled the universe with steelhearts and pink cupcakes covered in hearts and rainbow glitter that destroyed everything around. The bearers of the shards decided "I want chocolate!" So, together they ate people's heads but were unsatisfied. "Complain thee not!" , Aslan said suddenly. The shards gasped. "Alas! This run-on sounds super disjointed!" But it is in fact, a practical skill to use if you make a career at a library in the Hushlands. Of course, there make spiked sandwiches. Sandwiches? Steel inquisitors are very good at spiking food. So good that they weren't destroyed even when everyone started puking horses and turning into Alethi airsick lowlanders. Then Rock yelled "Look, I found more Chull dung!" As soon as his voice reached the peaks of Kaladin's eyebrows, he responded with a gesture of flailing which was taken to be quite as a complement offensive to anyone who pooped recently in their Shardplate. The local inquisitors threw their hands in the air in exasperation and didn't even care that everyone was covered in pie and falling down the stairs of the Great Tower of Minas Morgul, who really liked Lin Manuel Miranda but really hated Lin Manuel Miranda as a result of an argument. The bananas in Scadrial were spiked, and so were quite dangerous to the cookies. So, all the spren got mad at Donald Trump and assassinated him. Everyone cheered but it just wasn't enough so they started twerking and smelling Pikachu's Pokemon food in order to confuse the audience. They never realised a new idealised crowd had joined that was judging Pokemon Go and was totally right about that fact: It was silly and stupid and way too popular people that were of dubious origin from the ugly place they call America. Suddenly, there was a crash because Americans are quite reckless when driving. They text and eat and eat and just keep eating!!
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  19. When your parents start calling you a shardling...
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  20. Adolin does not have the royal locks and neither does Renarin. The hair question has been asked to Brandon and he did answer it: there is nothing special about the Kholin boys hair. The fact Adolin has a lot of blond and Renarin very little merely has to do with genetic: Adolin inherited more from his mother than Renarin. It has also been confirmed the boys were half Riran thus confirming once and for all the origin of Shshshsh. She isn't a world-hopper, she is exactly what she pretended to be: an Iriali refuge, though Brandon specifies she was Riran and not Iriali. Apparently, there is a genetic difference which will be explained going into the next book. Ah and the boys are paler skinned than most Alethi, but it never get noticed because Alethi do not care about skin tones. They care about eye color and hair which is why so many people comment on Adolin's hair. They aren't common nor natural among Alethi. Based on Dalinar's repetitive comments on Adolin's hair, I'd say it isn't just the color which isn't "normal", but also their unruly, messy nature. Dalinar thinks his son has a mop on his head: he doesn't comment on anyone else's hair, even his youngest son.
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  21. Mahatma Gandhi was a peculiar person. He walked barefoot everywhere, to the point that his feet became quite thick and hard. He often went on hunger strikes, and even when he wasn't on a hunger strike, he did not eat much and became quite thin and frail. He also was a very spiritual person. Finally, because he didn't eat much and when he did his diet was peculiar, he developed very bad breath. He became known as a super-callused fragile mystic hexed by halitosis. *cue groans from everyone*
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  22. Alcatraz apparently broke the rule about Earth, and therefore Reckoners, not being Cosmere *Ducks*
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  23. Doesn't make sense to me. Assuming Hoid and Frost are writing each other Letters, and Frost is on Yolen*, then it means Hoid was writing a letter to someone on Braize asking for help with Odium, who is trapped on Braize. Actually, when I put it like that, it does kind of make sense. Let me try that again: If Frost is on the world Odium is trapped on, I wouldn't expect that Odium would let him run around free, sending letters to Hoid and running the 17th Shard. Frost and Rayse know each other, so I don't think Rayse would ignore him the way Ruin ignores Kelsier in Secret History. Now, what about other worlds that could possibly be Yolen renamed? I think it's a great idea that Yolen is hidden because it was renamed - Khriss has found it, she just doesn't know it! I had been considering this possibility already, and here's what I had come up with: Roshar and Scadrial don't have room for dragons. I think we have confirmation that there are no other major landmasses on Roshar, and Scadrial is getting well-enough explored that I don't think there's room for dragons or a third race there. Minor Shardworlds are lame. I don't think it would be a minor Shardworld like Ashyn, First of the Sun, or Threnody, although I can't definitively rule them out. Maybe it's because I suspect Odium first Shattered another Shard on Yolen, causing the remaining Shards to disperse, or maybe it's just because it would be a total letdown. Taldain is tidally locked, so I think that disqualifies it unless something catastrophic happened to Yolen to make it like that. Sel was a place that Odium visited. I don't like speculating on what wasn't said, but it didn't mention a return to Sel, so I don't think Sel can be Yolen. Nalthis is a big world, which we don't know a lot about yet. Still a possibility. Vax is a neverending source of frustration to the community, and just typing the name gets me so upset since we don't know anything about the planet at all. It's definitely on the top of my list. But eventually, I decided that I didn't think Yolen was renamed to another planet. Brandon has cited Asimov's Robot/Galactic Empire/Foundation megaseries as an inspiration for the Cosmere, and one of the Foundation books is about the search for the lost homeworld of humanity: Earth. I think Brandon will give us a hunt-for-Yolen in the last Mistborn trilogy that will be reminiscent of Foundation and Earth, which would preclude it just being another planet that's been renamed. (Then again, Second Foundation was all about hiding the second Foundation in plain sight at the old Galactice capital planet, so renaming Yolen as another planet is also thematically relevant.) *Frost is not a worldhopper, which Brandon defined as anyone who has been to another world. He is also a dragon, which is one of the three races native to Yolen. Frost is from Yolen, and he hasn't left.
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  24. Hi guys. I'm new here. Made an account just so I could hear your thoughts on this. Contains spoilers for Mistborn 2 and 3. I'm rereading the first 3 Mistborn books. At Hero of Ages now. What really bothered me the first time and bothers me again this time, is that Breeze seems fine in HoA. After his comatose state in WoA I expected a lasting effect. He saw his friend being ripped apart in front of him - and worse, the friend died saving him. He's a sensitive character. Why does he not suffer from some sort of PTSD? I see he overcompensates a bit in HoA, he laughs a little too hard and so on. But I expected more. Maybe trembling, or overeating, or jumping at loud noises, or becoming sullen when Koloss are around. Maybe he could be quiter than usual, but return to his old self when his girlfriend is around. Something like that. I loved Sazed's crisis and related to it on a very personal level. I wish Breeze had a similar change, not as bad, but a bit clearer. Anyone else feel this way? Do you suppose Mr. Sanderson had enough to focus on with everything else going on, that another character couldn't go through a crisis? Thanks PS. As I'm working through the series again I'm just amazed by the level of detail, all the little hints and foreshadowing. Sanderson's a genius.
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  25. So this is my first ever post on the forums. There might already have been a theory about this but I was thinking about it. I was rereading The Way of Kings and I came to Ishikks chapture in the first interlude. As far as I can remember this is the only time we meet him in the Stormlight Archive. Now the interesting part of the chapture is at the end when the meeting is over and the foreigners are leaving. The man Ishikk called Grump said, "Where are you, Roamer? What a fool's quest this is." Now the interesting part is what he said in his own language, "Alavanta kamaloo kayana." That if I'm not mistaken is Duladel from Sel due to the word, kayana. I dont think the same word from Elantris is a coincidence. So foreigners from Sel are on Roshar looking for Hoid. I'm excited for Oathbringer to see if there's a chapture on Ishikk or the Foreigners. Looking forward to your thoughts and theories regarding it.
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  26. When someone doesn't close the door on the way out the room.....now I feel self conscious signing but couldn't be bothered getting up to close the door
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  27. By the way, welcome to the forums! Have a cookie!
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  28. @Renoux Who says being 100% obsessed can't be a cool thing? I had a cool encounter on Friday. I was walking to my job on BYU Provo campus and there were tons of new graduates in their caps and gowns taking photos with their families on the grass and sidewalks. I realized that I recognized one of the dads, and as I approached I called, "J Scott Savage?" And he looked around and said, "Yes?" And I was like, "I'm Kayla; I won your riddle contest on Facebook." And he got this really happy look on his face and it made me super happy too. (For those who don't know, J Scott Savage is a popular MG author who bears an uncanny resemblance to both James Dashner and Rick Riordan.)
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  29. I can't even begin to tell you how wrong you are. But then you already know you're wrong given that you are a Cultist. I mean this is me we are talking about. Do you really think I would ever completely trust someone with such information when I can't be 100% certain that they are on the same side as me?? I say we lynch Aman and if he's not a Cultist then Lopen/Stink can kill me during the night.
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  30. Hurt Epic powers; heal Rithmatics 1. Allomancy- 7 2. Feruchemy- 20 3. Hemalurgy- 11 6. Awakening- 2 7. Surgebinding- 16 8. Forgery-6 11. Voidbinding- 6 13. Oculatory Stuff- 4 14. Epic powers- 1 15. Rithmatics- 12
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  31. I assure you, the concept was developed before my connecting it to Szeth, and I just used that as an easy way to describe it. I still think the coolest hook would be showing the magic from the outside first, though (so, unlike Szeth, heh). Maybe the POV of a police squad of some sort, tracking a cat burglar who uses the beads as a getaway? Requires further thought. A bit of consideration has led me to the idea that the beads are a special kind of silicate glass, which have the peculiar property that when forged, their insides stay liquid (if highly viscous) until annealed by magic (yes, this is a nod to the old saw about glass being a highly viscous liquid, why do you ask?). "Attuning" a bead is therefore a matter of telling it what you want it to do, and it will do that when you activate it. Crafters can tell what kind of sand to use by the fact that it glows when exposed to moonlight. In another part of the world, they might have another magic system where powders of different varieties might produce different effects when blown. Putting the two together (and I'm not sure what the glowy sand would do on its own) would give you the teleport beads and their ilk. Which means I have at least two commodities to base an economy around.
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  32. AAHAAA, AND HITHERTO, THE BAD JOKES HATH RETURNED!!!! I always believed. woah, woah,woah. Reused jokes are no-go jokes, everyone knows recycling accelerates global warming, next time, make sure noone else has said the joke before. And typing up "bad jokes" in google won't help you(like it helps me XD), take it from a professional. I bet the polar bears hates you and the scientists love you. And to add to the thread, last friday my rubber band pistol was confiscated from algebra class because it was a weapon of math disruption. This one took me a while to understand In 1957, several cities were vying to host the 1964 Winter Olympics. Candidates had been eliminated to the point where the only two left were Singapore and Nevers, France. The French venue had an obvious advantage for the games, but the Singaporeans were eager to host the games in their country, so they developed a snow-making machine. Because of technical glitches, the machine produced snow only part of the time. The rest of the time it produced steam, and you can't ski on steam. So they made a last-ditch effort to perfect the machine, knowing that the deadline for a decision from the committee was nigh. To bring moral support and entertainment to the workers, they brought in Elvis Presley, who mounted the stage and said, "Well, today's the day your machine must produce snow. If it belches out steam, the games will go to France. So this is it. It's snow, or Nevers.
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  33. What are three keys that never open doors? Donkeys, monkeys, and turkeys. What do you call a cat and a parrot? A carrot. What do you get if you combine an alligator and a snowman? Frostbite.
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  34. This is me trying to encapsulate the scene at the Honor Chasm as Kaladin turns into a vengeful spirit determined to live and protect once more. Storms brewing, despair crushing him, broken man, saving bridges Darkness kills Light, spirit vengeful Man watching death. Poison crushes Honor Honor offering leaves of death offering honor Honor crushes Poison. Death watching man, vengeful spirit Light killing darkness. Bridges saving man broken, Him crushing despair, brewing storms The middle portion is meant to be a pun on how "Honor" which refers to Syl as an honorspren, offering Kaladin the Blackbane, which is a twisted sort of 'honor' as in 'Honor chasm'. So yeah XD
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  35. As far as we know, Scadrial is the only planet created post-shattering. The whole Cosmere is filled with stuff influenced to some degree or another by Adonalsium. And Roshar could have been a pet project. Sorry, but it's not arguably not even weak evidence.
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  36. I believe the confirmation is that the Shard's Intent isn't why they're hiding, so that could make for some even more interesting possibilities. It's also possible we basically won't see that Shard until something forces it to become involved somewhere. That's…absolutely horrific to think about. Wow. Good job making Odium look tame. jW
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  37. It should be added that not everyone who goes through trauma gets PTSD. PTSD, like most psychological conditions, is caused by a combination of biological and environmental factors. Breeze's reaction at the end of WoA always seemed to be a form of shock to me. He essentially shut down because his mind couldn't handle what was happening. With Alrianne's help he was able to recover. We meet him in HoA at the end of his recovery, not the beginning. Having someone to help you through a crisis is a big factor in recovery and an effective Rioter likely understands the human psyche well enough to help someone through a crisis. Lack of support for veterans in society is one reason so many struggle. As a future therapist Breeze's recovery did not surprise me. More people recover, or are able to live healthy lives, after viewing horrors than people realize. And it has been a year. In contrast, Sazed has been drawing away from support, and doesn't really have anyone he feels comfortable turning to. He may also not want to heal; doing so means letting Tindwyl go and he isn't really ready to do that.
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  38. I think it would have been great to see that in the text. I can think of a big reason why it isn't there, however. Breeze is present in many of the chapters of the book but almost none of them (maybe none at all?) are from his viewpoint. Most of the time he's in a scene, it's from the point of view of either Sazed or Spook. So we don't get to see what's going on in his head very much, and both Sazed and Spook are too wrapped up in their own troubles to care much about Breeze.
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  39. Elenion stepped forward, but was distracted by the fact that his shoes did not make any sound. He looked back up and refocused.
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  40. I get a foreboding feeling when Trell is mentioned in the books like the lights should dim and it get very still like the planet is holding its breath.
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  41. "I seek to become a knight of your court."
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  42. "I would have no need of your armor," Elenion said, sweeping his staff through his midsection and laughing slightly, "but I will accept your offer of a position." His voice now had a slightly-metallic ring to it.
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  43. Ash falls from the sky. A city where people move with downcast heads and empty expressions while the nobles feast. A young urchin girl in an alley, dirty, blackened. Watching. 'When you're alone... No one can betray you.' Flashes of her in the thieving crew, her brother betraying her, camon viciously slapping her. “I... I can make luck. I can influence people into becoming less angry. Less dangerous” Her inside a Tavern, camon about to hit her again. She raising her hand as a silent pulse hits Camon. He slows for an infinite moment, grows furious again and charges her. BANG The door bursts open and camon is flung across the room. The girl, looking up hesitantly. Kelsier extends a hand. “Who are you? What do you want with me?” “You're a very special person, Vin. You're Mistborn.” Vin frowns. “What's a mistborn?” Kelsier smiles. A rapid fire sequence of shots as Kelsier dry voice speaks. "None shall live" by Two steps from hell plays. "it means you have powers, Vin. " “Steel pushing… Iron pulling” Kelsier vaults across a room, a single ingot zipping around him, slamming into hazekillers, The blue lines spraying around a room. “Playing with emotions” Emotional allomancy is portrayed as a half invisible wave passing over a crowd. Breeze smiles as a room quiets down. An inquisitor riots a crowd into an uproar. “Enhanced senses… enhanced strength.” Spook raises his head as he hears footsteps far away. Ham takes down three guards with surprising speed. “You can even hide your allomancy... “ Clubs, weaving an intangible cloud around around the hideout. Some inquisitors pass. Quietly. His voices catches. “And discover it.” Mare, Kelsier and Redd in kredik Shaw. Redd trying to weave a coppercloud and failing. Their faces blanch with fear as Inquisitors arrive. “Aaaand a bit extra ” Kelsier holds up the Eleventh metal “You've entered a whole new world, Vin.” BASS DROP Leaping across rooftops. Vin laughs as she soars through the mists, cloak flapping. Kelsier vaults into a hall, glass knife extended. Vin entering a ballroom, gaping around her in wonder. Elend looking up from a book. Kelsier shouting to a crowd of skaa, scarred arms raised. Sazed smiling warmly at Vin. The crew training Vin to use her powers. Vin running from Inquisitors. Vin gaping as skaa are bloodily executed in a square. Kelsier screaming “SURVIVE!” FADE TO BLACK (like the one in the civil war trailer) Vins’ voice. “You haven't told me. What do you want me for?” Ash falling. Kredik Shaw looming. The Lord Ruler watching a slaughter of skaa, draped in black and white. Twelve Steel Inquistors stand around him. A firelit room. Kelsier gesturing at a blackboard with the steps from the book. He grins at Vin. “Vin. How would you like to help overthrow a God King?” Fade to Black MISTBORN :THE FINAL EMPIRE Kelsier’s voice “There's always another secret.”
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  44. Well first there is only one Exos Key and second it has nothing to do with magic. But if it did give you all magic it would give you an Exos Well, which has all magic in it. Also if too much magic is used (Like a 50 foot long stream of fire continuously) you can literally combust.
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  45. Got two for Duralumin: As a commander, tapping Connection during your Big Inspirational Speech with your soldiers can rally them to your cause. In the trenches, storing Connection can deaden your emotional response to killing, making you the unfeeling sociopath you've always wanted to be! Less hesitant to offing another human being in the moment and possibly able to avoid some long-term PTSD in the future.
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