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"I could ask you the same thing," Aln replied calmly, "but, seeing as, put that way, it would likely cause an increase to your annoyance, I won't. It's quite possible that you can enlighten me as to the origin of this phoenix, a subject which I am quite interested in, but we seem to be rapidly running out of time. I have calculated that, if I am to survive the destruction of this building, I need to begin running roughly 5.3 seconds before the shield breaks. I'm here to chronicle the events before that period, so if you would please explain what you're about to do, I would be much obliged." She said all this rather quickly, but her eyes remained fixed on Kumiko, and her pen remained poised.
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Aln hurried over to the figure on the roof, still writing in her notebook. "Hello," she said, remarkably calmly. "I'm Aln, from the Scholar's Guild. Would you mind telling me everything you know about what's happening right now?" She gestured toward the phoenix, flipping her spanreed pen on with the other hand.
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Aln stood on the roof of the Plasma Core building, gaping at the bird that perched inexplicably on thin air. Flames billowed around the building, but none touched it. A shield of some kind she scribbled in her notebook, along with a description of the phoenix. What remains to be seen is whether or not the phoenix can break though. Aln looked around the roof for others that she could question. She knew, of course, that she had a very limited window of time before she had to run, but she was going to make the best of it. "Aln, this is dangerous," whispered her spren in her mind. Aln ignored him. How could she ask her guild members to take risks, but not do the same herself?
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Aln stood at the base of the PlasmaCore building, her mind racing. Some kind of massive bird, made of fire, had been seen at the top, though now she couldn't make it out through the smoke. A dragon? She thought, recalling her study of creatures of lore. No...a phoenix. She gritted her teeth, then walked into the lobby of the building, and began to ascend the stairs.
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Indeed, welcome. Which series was your favorite?
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Rushu, who had been lurking in the background for the last four pages, pulled out a wand and banished the eels into nonbeing. Which is to say, everything.
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Alanis Sheneth walked the streets of the Alleyverse, notebook in hand. She gave the sky a few nervous looks as she did so, the ominous clouds reminding her uncomfortably of a highstorm. It's not quite a highstorm, she thought. Just like the mist that wasn't quite like Scadrial's. Ahead, she spotted someone, and she hurried toward them.
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Alanis Sheneth pushed open the door of the tavern, then froze, staring at the corpse on the ground. Her hand tightened around something in her pocket. She looked around the room for an explanation, and her eyes rested on Tels. "Tels?" She asked, surprised. She glanced again at the body on the floor, noting the wounds. Aln frowned. "Did you kill this man?"
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The issue with a timeskip is that we'd all have to decide what happened during those years. If one person thinks that, during that time, the DA would have taken over the world, then that's going to pose a problem for the rest of the Alleyverse. And saying that everything remained roughly the same could also be a problem. A newly formed guild, for example, wouldn't be able to grow, and would have effectively stayed at a few members for years. For it to work, we'd have to carefully organize a timeline that takes the actions of every character into account. It's not entirely unfeasible, but it would take some effort.
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Aln wrote something down in her notebook. "Well," she said, "That was about all I needed. Thank you." She held out a small box of tin powder and continued, "Feel free to replenish your supply".
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Hello, and welcome to the Shard. Just to clarify, what do you mean by corrupted? Also, which Cosmere books have you read? (We don't want spoilers on an Intro thread).
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Welcome, Samson. I noticed that you mentioned being an aspiring writer. Same here! Have you written anything yet? If so, what were they about? @SamsonOption
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I would have to agree with this. My favorite series might still be Stormlight, but Hrathen was a fantastic character.
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Not to be overly contrary, but I really didn't like Mat, myself. He was a cool character, with very interesting powers, but as a person I found him slightly detestable. His conclusion in A Memory of Light redeemed him for me, but still. The way that he treated women rather bothered me, and his whole attitude toward Rand made me mad. They seemed to have been fairly close friends in the Two Rivers, but Mat kinda abandoneds him, once he begins to worry about Rand going mad. Even after the taint was cleansed, Mat tried to avoid him. Aside from that semi-rant, some of my favorite characters include: Egwene Perrin Min Talmanes Androl (and, yes, Pevara) Loial
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"Interesting," Aln muttered. "You seem to be hearing the other room. Are you using Feruchemy or Allomancy?"
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"Focus on only hearing sounds close by," Aln requested slowly. "I don't believe that you will be overwhelmed." She then whispered quickly, "Andcanyouunderstandthisbetterwhenyou'reburningtin?"
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Welcome to the 17th Shard, the home to all Sanderson related procrastination methods. If you're really looking for something to distract you from studying, I recommend the Alleyverse.
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Welcome to the 17th Shard, the home to all Sanderson related procrastination methods. If you're really looking for something to distract you, I recommend the Alleyverse.
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Why wait until book 10? I say that Odium eats the poisoned chouta in book 6, leaving the next four to be about Bridge Four on a comical road trip quest to find the perfect chouta recipe.
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Ooh, yeah, that's a good one. To be honest, Kelsier wasn't my favorite character when reading The Final Empire, but I felt like Secret History added more depth to his character.
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Rushu appeared suddenly with a wooshing sound. She pointed her sonic screwdriver toward the tornado in an attempt to disable it.
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Aln gave Cyna's answer a frown, though her eyes still sparkled with excitement. She muttered something, and began fidgeting with her pen, although she did not write. "And why," she asked a moment later, meeting Cyna's eyes, "do you think that that is? You've been using this power since you Snapped. I'm sure that you've had some cause to wonder about the mechanics."
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Awesome, thank you. Is there still a PM I should join?
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Would there be room in the plot for the Scholar's Guild? We're entirely non-combative, so there's not much for us to do if it's all fighting. If that's not the case, I'd love to be a part of this.
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"Wonderful," said Aln, taking the paper back and pinning it to the wall with the others. "You're welcome to enter the back room, if you wish. We may have need of you." She then ducked around her desk and retrieved something from beneath it. "Here," she said, handing Tels the objects. In her hands were a leather-bound notebook embossed the words "The Scholar's Guild", and a fine metal pen with a small gemstone set in the back. "The pen is a spanreed," she said. "If you twist the back, you can send a message to the other half of the set, which I keep here. Otherwise, it's just an ordinary pen."
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