Invocation

It's always hard to find the right name. I sympathize.

They enjoy multisyllabic names, so that's one thing to keep in mind.

As cool as being a dragon would be, I have to say kandra too. Shapeshifting is the sole power I've always wanted. Near-immortality is a just a bonus.

Ah, I thought there was one I was missing. My money is on Dai-gonarthis, as it always is with unknown Unmade concerns.

Which WOB was this? I found one that's kind of indistinct: But then a later couple that narrow it down pretty far. The last two seem to explain it fairly well, with the slight exception of not knowing which Unmade it was.

Presumably, yes, but I think if he was going to defy expectations, he'd end up trying to be a Skybreaker one way or another anyway, to make up for Helaran once Shallan tells them about that whole thing. Elsecallers, yeah probably. Willshapers probably as well, since he doesn't seem like the time to disappear into the wilderness for long periods of time.

I don't know enough about Jushu beyond the cowardly drunken gambler bit to be able to match him up to any Order, or I would have. All we can do is rule out Windrunners, save for a massive personality shift.

The Wanderer nearly dropped his Blade in shock. His Damnnation other half went and got him stuck somewhere with a weakling for long enough that the main group had been able to discover atium? One of the mythical metals, from the form and power of Ruin Himself? He had to get his hands on some. It was time to start planning how. Luckily, that was what he was best at. ====================================== Okame stood, transfixed by the falling water and the undisturbed surface below. He became uncomfortably aware of his heartbeat, echoing in his ears, overpowering everything else. It pounded and pounded, pulsed and pulsed, echoed by the pulling, pounding, pulsing in his soul at the same sight. His eyes fluttered closed as Lita slipped and entered the water, unable to see the results, trying desperately to pull himself out of the lure. It felt...it felt like the Thrill. Like that day. His hand flexed out to the side in a muscle memory of the slaughter his Blade saw that day. The oceans of red. His mother. He took a step closer, involuntarily. Something pulled at him. It told him he could see her again. He could know everything. He could reach the Fifth Ideal in an instant. He could do what he was born to do. He could lead the Skybreakers, usurp from Nalan and bring all of Roshar together under one uniformly enforced law code. His laws. His rule. He took another step. This wasn't right. Something in him rebelled, screaming in horror. This was horribly, horribly wrong. The twin voices warred within him, and he slumped to his knees, hand pressed to his chest, eyes desperately clenched. Everything was wrong. But there was nothing he could do.

Gonna take this one apart, my apologies. Something about Shinovar's culture allows for some form of "tainting" when a relative is shamed, more than likely along the naming route going back to however still living relatives there are in that. Or maybe just one generation. Szeth mentions something about his father being shamed by the association with himself as Truthless, which is why he kicks it back to Ole Grandpappy Vallano (who has a really cool name, honestly).

Zerameth staggered around the city, clothes dirty and hair greasily unkempt. The crowded, cramped, noisy portions of the city overwhelming him with an attack on all sensory fronts. His eyes darted around rapidly every time he moved, searching desperately for that horrible thing he kept seeing. That sea of blackness, roiling eternally beneath it. It would never leave him alone. Why was it following him? What was it? Why did it look like a horribly twisted person? Where were its eyes? What was it? Where was he? Who was he? He poked his head out from between the buildings he'd cut between (or at least what remained of them), emerging into a mostly decrepit street with a single building that looked whole. Something about it felt familiar, almost, in a way he couldn't quite explain, even to himself. He minced his way across the rubble-strewn street until he was close to it, but he felt like something was watching and spun around, pivoting directly on the balls of his feet. He caught a singular glimpse of that twisted, inhuman figure standing where he had just been and...things...coming out of the blackness behind it, but his turn was not steady and he toppled over before fully registering it, smacking the back of his head on the side of the street and falling unconscious, having never made it into the building. @Rushu42

Depends on what happens with the Stump. Given the timeskip, she'll probably be in Urithiru during Rhythms of War, since it was mentioned that she was on her way in Oathbringer. She could easily become a larger character, given her connection to Lift already.

I know. I didn't say it was original possibility Yeah, Wikim might become a Truthwatcher, but I'd honestly rather he just joined the stormwardens. Seems also like his kind of thing, and I think after seeing all the shenanigans Shallan and the rest of the Radiants get up to, he'd want to avoid that.

It is a distinct possibility in my mind that Balat becomes a Releaser, especially now that they're in close proximity to all the other Radiants. Beyond that, I don't think they'll have much of an effect beyond more mental repercussions for Shallan to deal with.

Yeah, it's broken for me too. Did you change something in the profile recently?

We know that there was supposedly another Unmade involved: Dai-gonarthis. Perhaps an attempted rescue of BAM's prison.

Never said it wasn't.

Probably won't be any of the main W&W crew, sadly. The fact that Wayne has comic books about him in Era 3 implies he and the majority of those who knew him are either far enough off world to be irrelevant or dead. My money is on dead.

Oh, it's a little tradition thing. Here, this thread breaks it down:

I don't know why that would be evidence of something being wrong with him any more than it's just him being philosophical.

Given that Mistborn Era 4 is going to be a space opera with most (if not all) planets involved, I'd say it's likely if not guaranteed.

They're easier to turn to her purposes. Cultivation manipulates things, tries to mess with stuff. An army of child-soldiers with magic powers is perfect for that.

Something about him fills me with an instinctive revulsion. I don't know why and I don't know how, but it does.

Hemalurgy? Is that you?

*squints eyes* Is that you, Dapper? (Nah I know it's you, Wyndle). @Ookla the Stand User Go wild.