As he enters the room, Lopen notices a servant, walks up to them and says " Have you ever heard about how I swore my first ideal of the Knights Awkward? Of course not, you probably don't even know what it is. Here:
Books before friends.
17th Shard before the real world.
Release dates before birthdays."
A cold chill rose through him, and Ashe, the spren who had been stalking him for days, gave a Hoidesque smile. Lopen scowled, " I was saving it for a more dramatic moment. Bah! No matter. The Lopen would like to join your guild, great Mistrunner, the second most attractive person on Roshar! I believe that the Herald Hoid himself wants me to join his order, so I will oblige!" Looks to Mistrunner with a smile seen only on the lips of Quipsmiths, but his eyes betray how unsure he is. How will his brazen attitude fair with one so powerful? His heart is as scrambled as a mind seeing High Imperial for the first time. He then trips over an Awkwardspren, earning a respectful glance from some members of the court, before they returned back to their books. But Mistrunner does not flinch, she simply keeps mumbling to herself about the 25th anniversary edition of Elantris, only the top of her head poking out above a copy of WOR. What will she decide? Meanwhile, he seems to have attracted so many shamespren that his figure is completely obscured, with some fearspren in there to mix it up.