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The stage is most likely being set for the retaking of key kingdoms. Jasnah doesn't strike me as the type of ruler who would be content to rule Alethkar from Urithiru, and there was the revelation that Rock is most likely the new king of the Horneaters. Especially with the buildup of Odium's forces on the Shadesmar side of Cultivation's perpendicularity, the Horneater peaks are going to be a key Hotspot in book four. The one year gap most likely exists to dispense with the logistical details of troop movements, supply chains, and inconsequential border skirmishes. Looking at the map of how forces are arrayed at the end of OB, major Flashpoints would seem to be Aimia (with all parties with power, the ghostbloods, the shin, Ishar, Odium, Dalinar and co, and the Sleepless having a vested interest in the most likely location of the Dawnshards), the Valley, the bordering provinces of Azir, Alethkar, the Shattered Plains (with troops in motion gemhearts for soul cast resupply are going to be even more essential) and depending on where the Shin come down as the war plays out, Iri Barbatharnam and possibly Azir itself. I think the book will open with much of the opening game done, the pieces will be positioned, the broad strategy will be outlined and we'll see the middle game of the war for Roshar unfold.

Does that mean I have to read Elantris again? Granted! The item you seek actually exists, and can in fact be purchased on earth, but the Nightwatcher hands you a mint condition unopened box with this inside: Your bane is that you smell like one of those little tree air fresheners, the NightWatcher's not totally evil, so you get to pick between Bayside Breeze, Leather, New Car Scent, and Carribean Colada. I wish for a technicolor dream coat.

Granted. A million wooly bear caterpillars appear above you, and soon you find yourself blanketed by the fuzzy adorable little guys. Your bane is that you are now allergic to metal. I wish for something unusual.

Nice! Bitter Sweet Symphony (The Verve)

Rad song brother. Wild World (Jimmy Cliff, the Cat Stevens version is great too)

The idea is pretty simple, you post a video link for a song along with the song's title and the next person posts a video link for a song that shares one or more words of the song title. And it keeps going in a neverending chain. Fun stuff! Here's an example Weight of Lies (by the Avrett Brothers, thanks for the recommendation @Truthless of Shinovar, they're great) And following that Weightless Again (by the Handsome Family) Just to make this more eclectic homonyms count too (so you could post the video for Waiting For the Bus by the Violent Femmes after Weightless Again)

hahaha, classic moment but no, it's the scene

Yeah, keep reading, it has one of my favorite characters in one of the best scenes in all of Stormlight IMO. I won't say anymore, I don't want to spoil it, but it's amazing.

The Nightwatcher looks very confused as she chases her own tail. Cultivation steps in from the periphery and strokes the Nightwatcher's head, and turns to you and says granted. You find yourself transported back in time a week before you made your journey to the Valley with your head planted 12 inches deep in the soil. Your bane, that you are a human sunflower before you made your wish has in fact undone your wish. I wish for a tastey sweet that I've never had before.

Granted! You get a puppy and a life threatening allergy to dogs. Don't worry, you can take a daily shot for your allergy and your puppy is adorable, but he eats all of your shoes. I wish that I had some firecrackers for the 4th of July.

Like John203 has rightly illustrated, you can rest assure(d) that in the roast du jour you'll see our best for sure.

Terrible Cliche Knuckles white, teeth clenched, hair whipping like a thousand angry serpents, she sped down the desert road in her convertible. "Damnation". In the rear view mirror she saw the grinning skull and its terrible hand. As she soared from the canyon's lip she thought, "You can't outrace death".

Congratulations @Lunamor! @Ghanderflaffle, I'd like to sign up as the God Priest Tezim, Ishi'Elin, Ishar and otherwise known as Tashi. 3 names might be enough for mere mortals, but The Herald of the Almighty probably has 6 or 7 more that we'll find out about later. I'm just going to tag a few people who might want to throw their hats in the ring for a new roast tournament, @Toaster Retribution, @Zath, @Archer, @Paranoid King, and @Herowannabe. Glad this is still going on, thanks Ghandreeflaffle for keeping it going. I'm looking forward to the new round!!

Ok, so he read TWoK (1001 pgs), WoR (1087 pgs) and is going to finish Edgedancer (132 pgs) before the weekend is done. That means he will have read 2,220 pages of Brandon's best work, IMO, in a little over a week. Yep, I think you got the hook in pretty deep. Also, at his rate of reading he'll probably have time to devour the rest of the Cosmere while he waits with the rest of us for RoW to come out, and most likely he'll be done way before November 17th, giving him time to explore the deeper mysteries on the 17th shard. I think your Hall of Theories is a good entry point for that too. One thing you might tell him after he finishes Edgedancer is that the back of the book texts on the SA books were all written by Dysian Aimians and maybe tell him as well the interesting fact that the Sleepless will have a large role in the later Cosmere. Those are two pretty good hooks right there.

I definitely will, their music is great, their songs have beautiful melodies and they have great voices. I listened to @SLNC's recommendation for the band Idles, and they are really good too. You should check them out, I really like their song Mr. Motivator. And if you haven't heard The Glass Animals, you should check out their song Pork Soda, it's the best newish song that I've heard in the past year.

MeLaan is in fact the world hopping Kandra, and is Lift's mother as well. Wayne is Lift's dad, but for reasons that remain a mystery he didn't accompany MeLaan to Roshar. MeLaan was called back to Scadrial by Harmony, but due to Lift's budding Radiance she couldn't make the journey through the sub-astrals with her mom, and she was left in Rall Elorim with a trusted agent who unfortunately died leaving Lift alone and orphaned. Due to her inherited aptitude for thievery, Lift was able to get by on her own. Cusicesh and the Dawnshards.

This is such an admirable goal! I popped the contrast in the original image to make the darker scripts easier to see, and also used Photoshop to Unsharpen Mask the details in the floor and the dark walls, the original image is far better for the glowing script, but this one draws out some of those elusive details. Very excited to see what information comes out of this!

Tremor Flourescent lights buzzed. The earth groaned, the rocks cracked and split. Slimy tentacles with razor jaws emerged. The sheriff dropped his pork rinds in shock. The black, fell limbs retreated to deep within the earth with their prize. Tragedy. That was the last bag of pork rinds in town.

Granted, unfortunately you also inherit his quest as well. Though your quest doesn't have as tragic an origin, it's still as all consuming. You spend the majority of your life looking for the 6 fingered man who sadistically ripped the head off of your teddy bear, Mr. Fluffles. When you finally find him, you say, "Hehhlloe, I am Shard of Reading, Yhou killed my Teddy, prepahre to die". You don't really kill him though, you just use your frightful sword prowess to cut his belt so that his pants fall down and he trips and falls into a mud puddle. Your vengeance complete, you are free to use your sword fighting skills to start a Tappenyaki style restaraunt where you butterfly shrimp, chop chicken, dice steak, and generally wow your customers with your world class rapier skills. I wish that I had a Star Trek style food replicator.

Those were both great! That was a hard vote to cast. @Lunamor you got Jasnah's voice perfectly, and I loved Handerwyn's cards @SirWolfe, they reminded me of Bob Dylans stack of cards in the Subterranean Homesick Blues video.

No hard feelings, I And You And Love, and probably my favorite that I've heard so far The Weight of Lies. They're really good, and like you said the lyrics are fantastic!

I was at the gas station and the gas station attendant was listening to the Stick Figures song The Weight of Sound, it's really good! @Truthless of Shinovar, I listened to a couple tracks by the Avett Brothers, and they're great! I'll definitely check out their albums.

Irony The storefront shone crimson in the light of the dying sun. Most people died after the planetoid collided with the sun, but Daria hadn't. She entered the candy shoppe looking for the waxy vampire lips that she knew would be there. In bright cartoony letters the package read "A-Pack-'o-Lips"

Granted. But since this is the Nightwatcher, these are no ordinary dice. They are in fact perfect gems that never leak their stormlight housed within cut Rosharan glass spheres. The first is a 10 sided di which houses a sapphire, and each face is etched with Arabic numerals. When rolled it causes you to shrink or grow by a factor of 10. A roll of 5 results in your body being its natural size, every number lower than 5 results in a shrinking, and every number above 5 results in you growing. So if you are naturally 6 feet tall, a roll of 4 would result in you scaling proportionally to a new height of .6 ft or 7.2 inches tall. The 10 fold reduction scale continues on down to the roll of 1, which would give you a scaled proportional height of .0006 ft, or .0072 inches or .182 mm, half as tall as the diameter of the thinnest sewing needle. If you roll a 6 you would become 60 feet tall up through a 10 making you 600,000 ft tall or 113 miles tall, at this scale your head would be in the upper reaches of the mesosphere, the stratosphere and troposphere would swirls around your ankles and feet, and you would have some serious difficulty breathing and staying warm. The second 10 sided di houses a heliodor gem, and is etched with the Rosharan Glyphs from Jez to Ishi. When rolled the di grants you the surges from gravitation to adhesion, depending on the facing glyph of the di. The third di is 4 sided, and houses an emerald. On each face is etched symbols that correspond your senses. One face shows an eye, another shows a nose, another shows a tongue and the final side shows an ear. When this di is rolled you lose the use of the sense of the showing side. The fourth and final di is 6 sided, and houses a garnet, and each face is etched with silhouettes of macro fauna from Roshar. One face shows a Human, another shows a Chull, another shows a Larkin, another shows a Dysian Aimian, another shows a Chasm Fiend and the final face shows an Axehound. When rolled, this di cause you to transform into whatever type of animal is depicted on the showing face of the di, but you retain your same consciousness and same mental faculties that you had prior to the transformation. The size changing, sense depriving, and transformation dice alterations persist for 2 bells time, but the granted surge persists for the full duration of a Rosharan day. Each di can only be rolled once per day. If any of the dice are unrolled during the hateful hour, they roll of their own accord. I wish for a red stepped flower pot looking Devo hat.

Hmm, this doesn't seem quite right. The soul of freewill is really in the movement from the interrogative to the declarative to the imperative. To say that it only resides in the ability to question questions seems to ignore the active outward aspect. Here's a simple chain to illustrate what I'm talking about. Start with a primary question. Q:Am I a good person This branches to declarative determinations (particulars) I helped that lady across the street. I stole a candy bar when I was 10. I eat too many potato chips. This can then branch to imperatives (eat less chips, volunteer at the soup kitchen, etc) or a further string of questions and particulars, but I posit that at the end of any chain of reflection is always an imperative (unless it simply analysis of sensation). It's a self directed imperative, but I think this is the true face of freewill. Imagine a golden age of reason type character, with a perfumed wig, shooting out of the ocean and arcing in slow motion over my head as I stand with arms upraised on a man made jetty, that is Free Will(y).