Invocation

I'm pretty sure Hemalurgy is just the natural development of the two Shards interacting, while Hemalurgy and Allomancy are Ruin and Preservation directly attempting to shape a form of magic. I might be wrong though.

Lance turned and left, mistcoat flaring, needing some time to think alone, and was gone in a heartbeat.

It sounds like that's what it is, so it's not sacreligious at all! It might be the closest we ever get to a unified timeline in any aspect, given its placement at the end of all of them.

Lance sighed. "You don't know enough about me to make a claim like that. If I only cared about the money, as you say, would I have done my best to get a protection group here? Would I have just carried your friend upstairs so she could rest and recover from her shock? You want to tell me to leave? Perhaps you should think that through some more."

That's pretty much it, though I'm pretty sure there's a few entrances to deeper areas you might want to check out eventually. Don't quote me on that, I haven't played in a while.

Yes. It's at the end of everything.

@Lunamor so I was rewatching the trailer and there's these green lines that cross the screen. I was trying to figure out what they were, so I was loading up all my other Zelda games to see if there was a reference there, and they look very close to what Midna has on her arms. Thoughts?

PMs would probably be best. Have a good night!

It absolutely is my favorite, and I'm a big fan of interconnected stories as well. Some of my stuff takes place in connected settings, even (though I'm not nearly as good as Sandman with it). I have a pair of snippets here, if that counts: That sounds really interesting! Also, I'm absolutely down for trading worldbuilding notes. The ideas I'm trying to turn into novels/larger things like that I'll build entire worlds, maps, religions, cultures, races, and languages, some of which get used in connecting stories, but making worlds is part of the fun, so I generally start new settings for each story.

I write a lot of sci-fi/fantasy stuff.

I have and it never gets accepted.

It's whatever the person commissioning wants me to write, either for themselves or something else. I do my own writing as well, I just also need a way to make money due to recent circumstances making stuff hard.

Like me writing stuff for people according to what they want.

I had nearly 100 korok seeds. I wasn't sitting through that each time.

I skipped that after the first few times.

I can't parry. I only just recently figured out how to expand my inventory space.

...would anyone buy writing commissions here? This is purely hypothetical (mods please no anger).

It's very possible they don't consider the women full members and thus don't have a separate title for it. We don't know one way or the other and won't until more material comes out, or someone asks Sandman. Until then, it's not really worth arguing about or changing it on here.

Lance straightened, hearing new footsteps on the parlor floor below. His anger kindled; that had to be the protection squad he had ordered to come here. They were late. Too late. Each breath he took stoked the fire of his anger, each step he took to the entryway added fuel to the flames. He arrived downstairs, mood charred, and sense of humor once present had been scorched out. The first of the protection squad to notice him bent his head in respect, and never saw the hand coming. Lance grabbed him around the neck and hurtled him through the window he made his first entrance through. "I TOLD YOU TO HURRY! YOU WERE TOO LATE! NOW AN INNOCENT MAN IS DEAD BECAUSE YOU COULDN'T BE RUSTED TO GET UP AND GET HERE! HIS BLOOD," Lance yelled, gesturing wildly, "IS ON YOUR HANDS." He got in the face of the next one, his voice growing menacing and deceptively soft. "When you're given an order next time, if you're ever given an order again, I suggest you obey. Timely." He kicked the second man's knee cap sideways. "You deserve this. You all deserve this. All you had to do was protect one rusting man and his property." He suckerpunched the other two members of the squad. "You deserve this and more. If I ever see any of you again, I will exact revenge in pounds of flesh and blood." "You don't deserve to be among us." The men who could walk picked up their comrade who couldn't and scuttled out the door, thoroughly chastised, as Lance turned to the rest of the occupants of the parlor. "I am sorry you had to see that."

"Yeah, you're not okay. Probably shock." Lance took his mistcoat off (a slightly smaller mistcoat underneath [he had an image to maintain, after all]), and draped it over Nerin, then picked her up, once again noticing how small she was. Shock like this needed sleep to heal, but rusts, she should never have been involved in something like that. He walked, resolute, through the barrier of the bubble, weathering the discomfort it brought and began making his way towards the stairs so she could rest in comfort and peace until she was ready to face the world again. His steps were heavy, thumping like a tapping Skimmer; resolute a boulder falling down a mountain, his momentum ignored only by those who would be crushed. Those in his way as he walked to the stairs moved back, his haunted stare adding to the effect. The stairs creaked as he climbed, carefully attempting to keep Nerin still before he laid her in the first bed he could find. Still, he worried. Not everyone came back from things of this magnitude. Indeed, he worried. @ZincAboutIt

Lance stood slowly. "I'm...I'm sorry. I allowed myself to be distracted. To be pulled away at a critical moment." He grimaced. She looked so small, so innocent, kneeling in a puddle of blood. A situation she never should have been in. A situation no one should ever have to be in. He fought back his own memories. This wasn't the time for that. The past was dead, he was needed in the present. "Are you okay, Nerin?" @ZincAboutIt

So, @ThreeTimesAllOnPurpose I hear you dislike Moash. Check my signature. You will find your people.

We know there have to be due to Roshar's...oddly gendered perspective on writing, but no, we haven't seen any (that we know of) yet.

Leven Thumps was...interesting in a semi-chaotic way, from what I remember. Granted I never finished the series, but I'd still say reread SA first.

I think that would be a matter of perception affecting him. Once he realizes it's a new day and sees it as such (probably when the sun rises or some such) his level will change. Also, I'm not entirely sure it would be possible for him to pull an all-nighter due to his age. It would probably be detrimental to his health.