ShadowLord_Lith

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About ShadowLord_Lith

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    The uncomfortable subtext everyone notices, but wish they didn't
  • Birthday 11/02/2001

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    Reading theories, creating universes in my head, attempting to induce multiple personality disorder, and writing books/novels/a series.

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  1. Give a few thousand breaths to Kelsior. Teach him how they work. Watch him somehow possess an incredibly absurd set of creatures that grant him increasingly wacky abilities and presence in the physical realm...
  2. Yes, she can only heal and move objects that are under twenty five or so pounds. She doesn't know any other weaves and isn't looking for a teacher, so she's unlikely to learn more, even accidentally.
  3. So, the 37 was on the scale rating. The women's section has a power listing that goes from 1 to 72, and she was a 37 on that scale. With her channeling, she can move things around with her powers, but nothing larger than a bucket, but healing is her only real talent with it. Dreamer is thirty points. It's the ability to Dreamwalk (Enter the world of dreams and other people's dreams if she tries- though she mostly just ends up inside of her wife's dreams every night.) and sometimes get those weird prophetic dream things that are almost impossible to interpret correctly. Healer is just to imply that she has a talent wit healing, which was listed as being ten points. And yes, the leg thing is a weakness. I'll update her profile in a minute. :3
  4. Ax asked me to make a character for him, and I decided to go wild with it. It's a rough draft, and I'm free to changing a lot of things if I need too. I'm more curious about what her actual cost would end up being as I have her now. Would someone take a look at her? :3
  5. Realized the was the wrong place. Sorry.
  6. At one point, it describes what what was happening in the age of legends. It shows cars (or something similar? I believe they were power-made, power-fueled flying machines used in the same way cars are used) and other similar things, and people experimenting with what the power could do, through trial and error, similar to how scientists work with traditional science in the modern day. Rand also starts colleges that quickly discover many scientific things including- if I'm not mis-remembering things- something approximating an engine and electricity... I think. Though that's a short, minor part of the story mentioned fairly off-handedly. We also see Nyneav (Nineave? I listen to the audiobooks) find a way to heal certain things in a way no-one had ever managed before. We then see some yellows who witness it immediately make hypotheses on how the technique could be improved and changed or adapted in a way that could improve it's effectiveness. So there is some, but I don't think that it gets to the point, or in the way you mean.
  7. Nope. Not much it's wrong about your wishes specifically. They could be better wishes, used better, but they were all good.
  8. ... Wow... Would I want to though? I could just run through the scenarios presented...
  9. 1. I would wish for the ability to grant any wish- reality altering or not- whenever I chose to do so. 2. Then I would wish to know generally whether the wishes would have a positive or negative effect based on my personal moral compass. 3. Third, I'd wish that once I'd granted their wish, no one, including the reciever of the wish granting, would know who had granted their wish- only that their wish had been granted, with the exception of myself. (I'd like to be aware of my ow wish-granting adventures.) I would then grant the joking wishes of my friends that I was immortal, and systematically get them all dates and fantastic lives while also ending world hunger and world peace with the ease of a few sarcastic quips and racist jokes. I'd continue to do so until I'd become a functional god, granting the wishes of all those that prayed to me with desires that fit my own moral compass's version of good (Which would hopefully improve and grow as I gained power and knowledge) and- in effect- become a living god very similar to the one that most Christians believe in. Unless he doesn't do this sort of thing for a reason, in which case I'd probably stop granting wishes at that point and just watch the world while granting wishes where it'll do the least harm and most good, and where no one would actually believe something miraculous had happened so that whatever reason that god who- may or may not, depending on your beliefs- exists has for their perceived 'silence' will be maintained. :3
  10. flamesinger theory

  11. flamesinger theory

    @John Flamesinger
  12. Gallen nodded, looking around. "Horses... Never enough horses..." He sighed, looking at the elf. "Will you let her ride with you? I think she'll have it easier with you than me. Your kind have a way with animals." He spoke tiredly, as if mentally suffering from fatigue. Or like he generally didn't care. He was more worried about her safety, honestly, than he was about her comfort; but he also was kind enough to balance pragmatism with benevolence. He looked at his horse and the farm-girl's, wondering which he'd rather ride, and then which he'd rather she ride. He was willing to trade horses... besides, then he wouldn't have a man riding with him chest-to-back. It was an uncomfortably unfamiliar feeling, and one he didn't quite care for. He'd endure, if she preferred, though.
  13. @Ookla the very snazzy @Kingsdaughter613 @Merlin
  14. Gallen hated that he'd been so silent, but... she'd just been in her first life and death situation... how does one exactly deal with a girl in that situation? Not only that, the elf said she'd wanted to cry... he was bad at comforting girls. He was a soldier, and he'd never had to comfort anyone but his own girl, and she'd died before he could marry her... In a battle where she'd killed thrice over again the number of men he himself had. It was embarrassing, honestly, but... still painful. He shifted, uncomfortable but trying not to show it. "I don't know why there was an army here... the bigger question is first who gathered an army here, and then why. After all, knowing why they were here won't tell us who did it, but knowing who is responsible might tell us why they were here." He got down off of his horse, pausing and considering. "You know, farm girl... if I am to be honest, you fared better than I did the first time I fought someone. I ended up with a black eye and a broken arm. You kept enough of your head to escape even after being thrown from your horse. You have more potential than I, so if you let us train you then you'll be better at defending yourself an others than I am. If you wish to learn." That was the best comfort he knew how to give. It had worked on his girl, so... he hoped it worked on this farm girl.