Bookish Ocelot

It’s totally fine. Thank you so much for doing all this!

If you died, you didn't really die. You just lost all your social media forever.

Thank you! So her current score is negative 25? I think the ranking system may be a bit flawed but I'll take what I can get. Switched grandbow to longbow.

"Onyx is referring to the Herald of the Stonewards, Talnelenat. Also known as the herald of war. So, you actually. And, Edwin no, I don't know where Rob is."

"Elsecaller. My spren here is Onyx. She's... uh.. charismatic." Onyx glistened into being by the cake. Hello, protector of stones and son of war. "And that is why we call her charismatic." Onyx made an irritating slurping sound, then transferred herself back onto Leona's shirt.

"Well thanks! I do it more than I should. Onyx yells at me for wasting stormlight but, you know, cake." Leona responded. "And, yeah it is possible. I discovered it the third?" yes, third "time I went into shadesmar. I was really hungry. And I guess I willed it into existence?"

“In theory. Seattle is connected really closely to the Cognittive realm, which is why I can soulcast so easily. But everyone calls it shadesmar. Anyway, I can teleport, but only under great stress. Otherwise I get stuck. Lemme tell you, that ain’t fun.” Leona took a bite of her cake. Delicious. Who knew abusing power could be so good?

“You want any?” Leona set the lump of cake on a plate, and sliced a piece off for herself. “I can’t really do the whole transportation thing, but apparently I can make cake. It’s a great talent to have, really.”

@MacThorstenson Am I good now?

“Uh. Yeah. I soulcasted it.” Leona flushed slightly. “I like cake, okay?

Leona walked up to the kitchen counter, raised her hands, and inhaled. She set a lump of play-doh onto the counter and closed her eyes. really? asked Onyx "Yes. Really." She fell into Shadesmar. She found her sphere of play-doh, and willed it to become cake. When she opened her eyes, a lump of chocolate cake sat on the counter. Delicious.

Thanks! The dustbringer attributes are brave and obedient. I don't know what others have said. I feel like those lend themselves (in a broader sense) towards serving others - no matter what. 2nd - I will serve others even when it does not serve me. 3rd - I will be courageous even if the thing that scares me most is myself

Name: Adriana Appearance: Long blond hair, light orange eyes. 5'8 and 145 lbs. Age around 17. Usually wears dark colors. Uses safeglove as opposed to a safepouch as she sees gloves as more practical. Investiture: Dustbringer of the 3rd Ideal. Spren is Sparks. Skills: Extensive book knowledge (mathematics, physics, sciences, literature, history etc.). Basic ranged combat training with bows. Equipment: Grandbow, two knives, an ornate bracelet with a ruby in the center used to store stormlight, necklace with her sister's name on it. Weakness: Irrational at times and has trouble relating to people. Never thinks before she does/says anything. Long scar down her stomach and left leg due to a fall from a tree. Family: None alive. Her sister was Tania. Home Planet: Roshar (Kharbranth) Backstory: Born into a lighteyed family in Kharbranth. 7th dahn. Her mother died while giving birth to her. Her father never forgave her for this and sent her off to become an ardent at the age of 13. She stayed at the University of Kharbranth, taking extensive courses. She eventually got fed up with it and ran off to join a caravan. This was where she got her combat training. Two years later, she decided to go make peace with her father. On her journey back, she found her sister. Tania had spent the past few months looking for her. On their way back to Kharbranth, they were attacked by mercenaries. Adriana fled in panic, leaving her sister to die. She never forgave herself for this. When she arrived in Kharbranth, she heard that her father had been killed after he refused to pay off his debts. Grief-stricken, she ended up bonding an ashspren. A year later, she managed to hitchhike her way to Alleycity, where she currently lives. Guild: unaffiliated Psyche: Very introverted. Rarely thinks before doing things/ speaking. Highly judgemental and self confident. Capable of holding a grudge for years. Intended Threat Level: Individual-group Story purpose: Benefit: Modus Operandi: Rarely thinks before she acts. When she does act, it is on the fly. Anything she does, she tries to distance herself from so she won't get caught. Somebody please check over this for me. @Voidus @MacThorstenson

Leona's stomach was growling. "What's for lunch?" she asked.

There is a sequel. The working title is Nightblood. Nobody really knows when it will be released.

Leona's hands were raisins by the time she was done swimming. She hauled herself out of the pool and changed into leggings and a t-shirt. She got out her laptop, and flopped down onto the sofa.

What did Vin say when her adoptive father arrived at the party? Kel's here. I have this headcanon that Bridge 4 makes Chuck Norris jokes about Kaladin I hear Kaladin sleeps with a spear under his pillow. I hear Kaladin can refill spheres by looking at them. Kaladin Stormblessed won a staring contest with a statue. Kaladin Stormblessed has a chasmfiend in his room. It's not dead, just afraid to move.

Why can't you find Wit? He's in hoid-ing.

A laptop: contain all information ever required for homework A bandaid: heal any wound A book: Be the next unreleased Stormlight Book

They're on the guild list... Is my character good though?