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  1. So uhh, we’re all aware of Sanderson’s latest announcement, and it was really surprising. What are everyone’s thoughts?
  2. The colored version!
  3. The inked and cleaned up version of the earlier rough. The large marewill flower looks more like a flower now.
  4. Not technically Rhythm of War, or even Stormlight Archive, but it’s here due to certain... symbolic elements, shall we say. This isn’t finished (I’ll post the ink version when I have it and the colored one after.) It’s supposed to be Scadrian religious art around Era 3, some time after they’ve figured out that the Survivor and the Sovereign are the same person. This headcannon has marewill as being a symbol associated with the Sovereign, as Kelsier introduced it to the South, which is why it has such a prominent spot in the symbology. And if the three petaled flower bears a striking resemblance to a certain trouble making Cosmere organization’s symbol, well...
  5. It was Kelsen’s fault in the end. Most things were, according to Marene anyway. Kelsen would argue but, well, more often then not his sister was right. This one though... This one was just as much Marene’s fault as it was Kelsen’s. It had been her idea, after all. It had been a perfectly ordinary weekend until then. Ashren, their cousin, had come by and the two boys were going at it with their guitars, playing along to their favorite bands and blasting lyrics at full volume. Never one to be outdone, Marene tried to drown them out with notes high enough to shatter glass. “What are you singing?!” Mrs. Eld had been an opera singer once, and her powerful voice brought a sudden end to the battle of the bands. Unfortunately for the cousins, that meant the harsh metal lyrics were all the more audible. “Put a spike through her heart-“ Kelsen shoved the needle away with a sharp screech! but the damage was already done. He didn’t have to look up to know his mother was glaring. “It’s just words, Ma.” ”Words,” Mrs. Eld snapped, “have power. I’ve raised you to be good Survivorists, and I won’t have that,” she shot the record a disgusted look, “trash in my home.” She snatched the black disc from her son’s hands, snapping the hard plastic in one sharp movement. ”Ma!” Kelsen protested. “That cost a whole months allowance!” Mrs. Eld was unmoved. “Then next time spend it on something worthy.” ”But the music’s great,” Ashren protested, realizing his mistake too late, flinching as his aunt turned her withering glare on her nephew. “And I’m sure my sister will be delighted to hear it.” Ashren winced again. “Why don’t you find some noise with better lyrics?” ”They don’t make ‘em,” Kelsen muttered, looking mournfully at the broken pieces. It had cost him a whole month’s allowance too. He’d known buying it was risky, but the music was amazing! It was sharp, and wild, and nothing at all like the classic arias his parents had had him practicing since before he could remember. This was something entirely new, something for his generation! Not that his parents would understand. All they heard were the words, which were, admittedly, pretty bad, glorifying murder and Ironeyes and Hemalurgy. Kelsen wasn’t too fond of them himself, but the music was worth it. His mother disagreed, leaving him with a stern warning about what would happen if she caught him listening to such ‘trash’ again. “I bet she’d like it if it had Survivorist lyrics,” Kelsen said crossly after his mother left and the door was safely shut, “even if they were about how he killed the nobles or robbed people or was tortured in the Pits.” ”Yeah,” Ashren agreed. “Wish someone’d make some.” ”Why don’t you?” Marene snapped, flicking her long, dark hair back. “Better then wasting more of my practice time.” Marene wanted to be a famous singer, like her mother had been, and that meant a lot of practice. Kelsen had a good voice too, but he would rather play his guitar. “Because-“ Kelsen paused abruptly, objection silenced as his sister’s words penetrated. “Why not?” he said slowly, turning the idea over in his mind. The more he thought about it, the better it seemed. “Why not?” And so The Survivor’s Crew was born. (You are allowed to critique this, because apparently I need to give permission now.)
  6. Day 5 Lenkai was meandering home after the chaotic meeting from earlier that day. Their wounds still hurt and their muscles needed the slow pace. The night was brisk, the air bit into his skin. The stars were clear, there was no moon to light the night sky. There were shadows aplenty for people to hide in. And lo and behold, a figure stood in one of the shadowed entrances to an alley, a flowing dagger, curved like a river, concealed under a fine silk cloth. This blade had seen it's fair share of blood, and the figure was hoping to show it some more tonight. They had gotten used to the feeling of that blade in their hands, and they were becoming attached to the feeling of flesh parting with a deft stroke. Now was the time, Lenkai was weakened from the night prior, he would be an easy target. The figure darted out of their hiding spot as Lenkai passed by. Pain spread throughout the figures side as if it had been struck by a hammer. They didn't stop to see what had caused it, they just knew that they had to get out of there before anything worse happened. Their instincts kicked in and they turned tail and ran, their feet carrying them away like wind carrying away a leaf. The dagger was still in their grasp luckily, it was a precious gift, they couldn't afford to lose it. But their gratefulness was very quickly outdone by the anger growing in their belly. Lenkai had survived another night. Elkanah was attacked but survived! Again! The Day will end in ~48 hours, on Friday the 9th, at 2000 MDT (0200 GMT) Item market: Contract Market: Player List:
  7. Just to confirm - thanks to this novella we can safely say that Spook is the one who is viewed as the savior of the Southern Scadrians? That Spook used hemalurgy, at the behest of Kelsier, to prolong his own life and to help search for a "new string" for Kelsier?
  8. I always tag stuff of interest as I do my first read-through of a Cosmere work (part of why I love my kindle is how easy it is to pull everything up in one place and do instant cross-referencing, something that has definitely helped me tease out some hints I would've missed otherwise.) Here's two paragraphs I tagged on my first read-through, before I read Secret History (before I even read the end of BoM): This jumped out at me on the first readthrough, and now it seems even more glaring considering what we now know about Kel's state as a voluntary cognitive shadow. Until now I've assumed that the Church of the Survivor was just a sort of Cosmeric joke on Kelsier, worshipping someone who would totes hate being worshiped. But now we see that the church actually got some facts about Kelsier shockingly correct. It makes me think (especially since we now have a WoB that he has a whole sequence of Secret Histories planned) that Kel is actually using his church as a tool. He is selecting his most dedicated followers, and having them survive the same way he did. He greets them as they enter Scadesmar (sorry, couldn't help it, but you know what I mean, Scadrial Cognitive Realm) and before they have a chance to move on, he gives them a chance to Survive - survive the same way he did. It seems likely he even has a way (or at least a plan) to reinhabit the physical realm someday. ​This also makes it suddenly make more sense - to me, at least - why Demoux, of all people, is (Way of Kings Spoilers) He was the ORIGINAL Survivorist. He was espousing Kelsier's ideals waaaay before it was cool. He makes perfect sense to be the first of Kelsier's followers to follow his example, even in death. So, my question is - why is the Survivor building an army of cognitive shadows? ​I don't know the answer, (I suspect we won't find out the answer until the sci-fi Mistborn series) but I do know that when the Ire thought there might be an army of cognitive shadows coming their way from Threnody, they kind of freaked out. And those cognitive shadows we're (as far as we know) united in purpose and following an incredibly charismatic and psychopathic leader. Just sayin'.
  9. The end of the book tells it all. He is back.