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Stormwardens agree among themselves that there is only one Highstorm that continuously travels around the world. It is predictable - they have a basic speed and direction, and can thus anticipate when it will strike various locations. But the end of Words of Radiance changed all that. Until we have Stones Unhallowed, we can only speculate on what the ending means. There are two possibilities that come to mind; The Highstorm has been pulled out of its current route and transported to the Shattered Plains; the Stormwardens are going to have to re-calculate everything, taking into factor timezones, how fast they can receive news of a Highstorm before said news becomes out of date, etc. There are now two Highstorms going around the world. Alongside the Everstorm, that means there is now triple the usual amount of damage - far more if you take into account the fact that the Everstorm moves in the wrong direction. This also greatly increases the chance of a Highstorm-Everstorm collision. The Stormwardens will have to calculate a total of three different Highstorms. In conclusion... Harmony help the Stormwardens.
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To Lord Penrod My days are coming to a close. Death is on the horizon; time has taken everything from me, and will soon beckon me to leave this world. It has taken most of my sight, it has taken most of my hearing, and most importantly, it has taken my reflexes. I am not half the man I used to be; the man I was before Rashek's ascension would have been disgusted. The man I was just two decades ago would have been disappointed. I plan to leave a legacy behind, but I am running out of time. And so, I come to you. You considered yourself a historian, even before the Ascension. You maintain your tradition even now, recording the history of the Final Empire. And so I make a request; write my biography. There is no one I would rather choose to remain unbiased, and deliver the facts and motivations as they are. All I ask is that you keep to your reputation. Yes, I have committed atrocities; I ask you to consider the benefit to the Empire those atrocities resulted in, along with their costs. Yes, at times I worked for my own selfish agenda. I ask you to record the consequences of those actions, in their entirety, with nothing left out. All I ask is that you wait until my death - I still have a few months left, and I intend to at least try to secure my legacy before them. I will answer any questions truthfully, unless they jeopardize my allies, should you ask. Yours Truly, Mennet
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worldbuilding Cosmere City: Worldbuilding thread
Adamir replied to Curious Anamaximder's topic in Inactive RPs
Another possible idea for context - an aristocrat I'm targeting is paranoid enough to have a guard force consisting entirely of copper twinborn- in this case, they are immune to my soothing, and they continuously store memories in their Copperminds, which cannot be affected by Aluminum Feruchemy. Meaning that they look at me, and even if their eyes don't register me because I'm filling a Metalmind, I am still there in their memories - which, due to their compounding, they can access while filling. I would hire you so I could get through their Copperclouds with Nicrosil and lower their alertness. -
Mennet Farrsolin Lord Farrsolin put both hands on his balcony railing, trying to steady his own weight. He squinted through a pair of thick spectacles, watching hundreds of small dots gather around Seran. A similar number of armed men held them back, though the only distinction was a slight glint of sunlight reflected on their helmets. Of course, the invaders were only a small fraction of the skaa in the Eastern Dominance, but even they came close to outnumbering his own men. But everything would still go to plan. The skaa outrage was anticipated; he would have been disappointed if they just let him get away with looting their lands and burning their homes. "Push them back," he sighed to the Captain of the Guard. She nodded, then set off down the stairs at a brisk jog. Next, Lord Farrsolin turned to his chief adviser, a man more aged, and with a back more bent, than Farrsolin himself - if such a thing were even possible. "M'lord," he croaked through a thick Jeher accent, "if I might ask, what was the point of this? The looting? The burning?" "What do you do," Farrsolin whispered, "when you have countless miles of countryside, perfect for farming, but which residents squabble over like their neighbors are planning to come over with shovels and steal their worthless dirt?" He raised his voice, lifting a hand gnarled and worn by time. "Worthless! There is literally too much farmland to count! "Before I gave the order, I walked with my guardsmen from the Central Dominance border to Seran. I found not one, but three skirmishes between dozens of peasants, all fighting over who owned which worthless weeds were growing on some worthless patch of dirt. If I were a cruel man... if I were a crueler man, I would have these skaa butchered. I would bring in migrant workers from the Central Dominance, workers which had already been beaten and whipped into shape, workers who wouldn't squabble over land. But instead, I will melt down the blunt, inefficient hammer these skaa are. I will remake them in a better image, one which values efficiency above all else." He paused, letting the words sink in. "How... how exactly will you do that?" "First," Farrsolin growled, "I will wait until the rest of my forces come in from their border patrols - I should have a few hundred more men by tomorrow morning. By tomorrow evening, I will have routed this rabble back to the countryside. And by the next morning, the builders will have gotten to work. "Eight fields to a plantation, four hovels per field, fifty skaa to a hovel. Re-use stone buildings in close proximity as hovels, build from wood those that aren't. Make them well insulated - we can't have workers freezing to death in the night. Lord Erikell had useful ideas, though he took them too far. He pushed his skaa, and his men, to breaking point. I intend to bend mine, but not break them. I will bend them into a shape more useful, then leave that as my legacy. A skaa plantation." Through the uncountable wrinkles, his adviser gave a look of skepticism. "The skaa will never agree." "Their opinions don't matter. I once heard the words of a great man, one who trusted me to advise him on moral matters. I told him to do what was right. Do you know what he told me? 'One day, some future scholar may name me a tyrant who used a prophecy for his own gains. But for now, only one truth matters; I'm the one with the armies.' For decades, I thought he was mad. I was among his most vocal opponents. But now... I see that he was right. I am in control of well trained, well disciplined legions, whose numbers swell by the day. The skaa don't get a say in this." Action Summary Who: Mennet Farrsolin, in his capacity as House Lord. What: Building skaa plantations. When: Turn 4, action 1. Where: The recently ravaged countryside around Seran. Why: To create a weak-minded workforce to provide food for the rest of the Final Empire. Out of charater note How many soldiers does each MP point represent?
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worldbuilding Cosmere City: Worldbuilding thread
Adamir replied to Curious Anamaximder's topic in Inactive RPs
I'm thinking of possible context for how that could happen; would you consider Fable to be, in the eyes of society in general, good or evil (regardless of how Fable sees herself)? -
This is all so much easier with Perfect Pitch. -Hoid, Words of Radiance. I can safely assume Hoid has at least two hundred Breaths. But alongside their end-neutral benefits (perfect pitch, perfect color recognition, etc), there is one trait every Awakener has. Color distortion. At thirty Breaths, all colors within a certain radius appear brighter, purer, more radiant. Yellow becomes gold, dark red becomes crimson, deep blue becomes maroon. So why doesn't anyone notice it around Hoid? We could go by the assumption that suppressed Breath still endows its powers without the visible effects; but the Warbreaker prologue shows us otherwise. Vasher, holding a suppressed Divine Breath, is brought down to regular human senses when he Awakens a straw figure with the rest of his Breath. He loses everything, including Perfect Pitch.
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Nearly every exposed cell on your body is dead. Hair? Dead cells. Nails? Dead cells. And most importantly for my question, skin? Dead. None of those cells are active; you shed skin at the same rate that new skin cells grow beneath it, which then proceed to die - to become inactive and stop growing. So why don't Shardblades cut skin? They have been shown to slice hair and nails. They have cut through Parshendi carapace without obstruction. But when it comes to skin, they pass through as though it were still alive. They 'sever its soul', despite the fact that skin doesn't have a soul. It is linked to the rest of your body in the same sense that a collar is linked to a dog. My personal interpretation relies heavily on Realmatic Theory; allow me to elaborate. When you look at this table, what do you see? The table isn't a table, it is just pieces of wood and nails put into the shape of a table. We look at the table as a table for so long that it begins to see itself as a table, and not as a dozen pieces of wood. -Shai, The Emperor's Soul. Note that I may be recalling the quote incorrectly. If we go by that explanation, we can make a few assumptions. When you look at someone, you do not see trillions of cells. You see a person. My logic here is that, as the skin's cognitive aspect believes itself to be connected to the body, the Shardblade assumes the same, and severs it as though it actually were. This could also explain why Parshendi carapace can be sliced; it looks enough like armor for its cognitive aspect to consider itself separate. The only flaw in my theory is hair and nails; why do Shardblades still cut them?
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Regardless of the practitioner's skill, there will always be a brief moment after the spike has pierced its victim before it transfers anything. Investiture will inevitably leak from the spike during this period; thus, a Hemalurgic Transference will always lose power when attempted. This is the Law of Hemalurgic Decay. If we follow that thread of logic, we can assume that a spike becomes completely useless if left out in the open for long enough. We have evidence; we have Word of Brandon*, we have Sazed's statements, we have everything except actual proof that Hemalurgic decay can weaken Hemalurgic constructs. Allow me to give you my evidence. The earring she put in her ear - it was a very simple thing. Little more than a stud, not even worth stealing, which was why she didn't fear leaving it in the back room. Still, Vin had rarely worn it, for fear that the ornamentation would make her look more feminine. The Final Empire, Chapter 3 Of course, we don't know what she means by 'rarely', but it is safe to assume that it means the earring was only piercing flesh one third of the time, most likely a lot less. And yet the earring still works. With the earring, Vin is able to puncture copperclouds, "I punctured Shan's coppercloud to locate her and the other assassins." - The Final Empire, Chapter 31 hear the Well of Ascension long before it fills, For a moment, she thought she felt something. Something very strange - a slow pulsing, like a distant drum, unlike any Allomantic rhythm she'd felt before. But it wasn't coming from Kelsier. It felt... far away. She focused harder, trying to pick out the direction it was coming from. - The Final Empire, Chapter 31 hear the voice of Ruin even before he is freed, In her mind, she thought she heard a voice whispering to her. Reen's voice. 'Fool! Ruthlessness - it's the most logical of emotions. You don't have any friends in the underworld. You'll never have any friends in the underworld!' - The Final Empire, Chapter 3 and most importantly, repel mist. 'That's it,' she thought in a surreal moment, watching the mists on the ground before her, creeping through the shattered window wall, flowing across the floor. Oddly, they didn't curl around her as they usually did - as if something were pushing them away. - The Final Empire, Chapter 38 What does the last extract tell us? First, we need to look at the specific wording. They didn't curl around her as they usually did. The implication here is that the earring is rarely worn, even after Kelsier indoctrinates her into the Survivor's Crew. And the broader implication - the earring still holds enough of a Hemalurgic charge to push Preservation away. Sure, we could assume that any charge is enough to drive away the mists - perhaps the charge was like the last drop of water in a glass. The glass isn't dry, but neither can it nourish. Unless we go back to The Final Empire, Chapter 31. Here, Vin can clearly tell the difference between metals, with the coppercloud's only effect being to slightly dampen the rhythm. "Pewter! You're burning pewter..." "Tin. Now steel - you changed as soon as I spoke..." "You can feel Allomantic pulses through copper! They're quiet, but I guess you just have to focus hard enough to..." I am not claiming there is no such thing as Hemalurgic Decay. My own evidence against it reveals its existence; if Vin actually did have doubled bronze, the coppercloud wouldn't require as much focus as it did to break. No, instead I claim there to be a Second Law of Hemalurgic Decay. I believe the law to be, as follows; Each metal has a capacity that the typical Hemalurgic victim, such as a human impaled on a spike, overflows. Thus, just as an over-filled glass of water will leak, an over-charged spike will suffer Hemalurgic Decay. Just as with a metalmind, the size of the spike directly influences its storage capacity - thus a smaller spike will suffer greater Hemalurgic Decay before being reduced to its capacity compared to a larger spike. This is the Law of Hemalurgic Threshold.
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Back a bit earlier than I expected. Note to my anonymous allies; I forgot to mention in my last action that my canal extortion (I'll stop using the term 'tax' outside of rp) doesn't apply to you. EDIT: As I'm guessing infamy stacks if you keep repeating an action, I'll cancel the extortion. Not sure if that takes an action at the moment.
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Out of character note I will be away for the next 3-12 days; Wyrm has offered to let me state my next turn's actions in advance to him in a PM in case I don't get back before the end of next turn. I'll answer the marriage and alliance requests when I get back.
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Well, this is awkward... To explain what happened; 1: The alliance is made 2: Someone from in the alliance (not me) leaked something about it to Winter 3: Winter told me what she knew about the alliance, and, as you already know, Phattemer, I transcribed an edited version of the doc for a small payment. They already knew all of it. 4: The alliance is basically abandoned, along with all its plots. 5: Winter posts the words 'For false information', and I feel a sudden, stupid urge to clarify. 6: As the doc has pretty much been abandoned, and she already knew all sensitive information, it wasn't actually harming anyone in the alliance; it had about the same impact as saying 'Oh, by the way, Phattemer stole a wallet twenty years ago'. Old news that no one cared about. There wasn't any sensitive information in it that wasn't in the original leak; which, might I remind you, she already knew the information it contained. Everything that was added after the leak was mostly off-topic out of character conversations with nothing to do with HttFE.
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Once again, might I stress that the copy-pasted doc had been accurate? All I had removed was out of character moments. I'll send the original doc in a PM if you like - no, I'm not betraying them, since they haven't actually checked the doc in two weeks, and haven't updated it in three.
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I know this isn't my AMA, but... A jetpack to get off the island? A raft to get off the island? A (insert thing here) to get off the island?
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For having The Words in your signature.
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Hello. I am the Fablesmith.
Adamir replied to Clockeyes the Fablesmith's topic in Introduce Yourself!
Welcome to the 17th Shard! Would you like a cookie? -
I hope someone warned you about the cookies. On another note, welcome to the 17th Shard! Favorite book? Character? Least favorite character?
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I might be offline for the first two cycles, though I'm not entirely certain. I'm saying this now so that I don't get lynched during them before I'm even active in the game; you can check when I was last online from my profile.
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I would say that those passive abilities are like holding glasses made of Investiture, as an example; you can tap the Investiture to dissolve the glasses into an active ability, or you could just use it as a pair of glasses, a passive ability.
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Any words of encouragement for someone trying to force their way through Knife of Dreams? I love the Wheel of Time, but it really de-railed at that point; the only saving grace is the Sanderson light at the end of the tunnel.
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There was an online article I had read a few months ago, can't remember the name, but it was about a writer who had asked his students to write six words that would make him cry. And yes, the winning entry was disturbing; I'm putting it in spoiler tags for people who don't want to be depressed.
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Brilliant. I've hit my quota of upvotes, meaning I can't give that paragraph the upvote it deserves.
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Weiry jumps on the bandwagon, anyone have any questions for me?
Adamir replied to WeiryWriter's topic in AMAs
How do you feel when new members confuse you for Feather? -
"No..." Kaladin breathed in again, trying to will the Stormlight into Adolin - it worked for Bridge Four, why wasn't it working now?
