Knight of Iron

Simple question, difficult answer. It's a tough choice for me, and it seems to be always changing for me. Today we speak of the most plot-relevant family in the Stormlight Archive--a family getting 40% of the flashback chapters of the series (including Shallan). The Kholins! Who is your favorite Kholin, and why? And this is in the RoW spoiler section, so we can discuss events as well. If I'm forgetting anyone, please let me know so I can add them on the list.

:o To each their own, I suppose. I think John Larison says it right when he says that as a reader, it “steals our joy.” Story is all about characters overcoming problems, and especially when we get to a climax of a book their is a thrill of how are they going to solve this? When the answer is using their knowledge and skills, the end result is satisfying. When it’s due to a random and uncontrollable element the characters had no part in doing, then you can be left unsatisfied. As was I. I think it’s obvious as well that

I mean, I'm fine with the entire series up until the seventh book. I know a fair few who enjoyed the book but they've admitted that the ending was pretty deus ex machina.

I don't expect this thread to last very long, I'm not sure how many other people on here have actually read the Michael Vey series. I've read all seven books. I liked the first two books. I read all the rest because they were next and I wasn't reading anything else at the time. I got through them, hoping it would get better, or more interesting to me. It didn't really. And the seventh book left me with a permanent bad taste to the point where I am disgusted with this series. I know there's a big fat warning in the title but I'll spoiler-tag it anyways: Anyways, my real excuse for starting this thread was because I just remembered this series existed and I needed to get all of that off my chest. Any thoughts from anyone else? Fans welcome to this thread as well

Orpheus indicated his departure with a nod and left to purchase the rest of his supplies.

“Most of us here have powers, so I doubt it’d be as easy as you think. Then again, I haven’t seen you in action. But I think when comparing risks and benefits, it would not be too bad of an idea to have you along.”

“Woah, hold up. If you’re a killer, then we need you on this quest. Like I said, I’m not going to be much help against a dragon. My arrows will just glance off its scales, I think.”

“I hope you’re good enough you can take on a dragon, because I doubt I’ll be much help.” He thought for a moment, then added, “You think you could kill me?”

A killing Grace? “What, you can just magically kill people? That’s the magic?”

Tried copying and pasting an emoji. For some reason it doesn’t show. And not one of the free emojis, a custom emoji. They tried copying and pasting a PNG into their post.

“Very coincidental.” He racked his brains on Graces, but he couldn’t remember much at all. “If you don’t mind, what Grace do you have? You can’t read my mind or anything, right?” He really needed to learn his magic systems sometime soon.

He hesitated. “I kind of just ran into the shadowy man at the school. Though, I was there on... unofficial business. He spouted prophecies and I kind of just ended up here.

“Nope, don’t think so.” And, to a degree, that was still true. “Just an uneducated, poor hunter is all.”

“Sure, sure, certainly,” Orpheus replied. “So, you, uh... you magic at all? What’s your story?”

¯\_(ツ)_/¯ I saved it as an image and inserted it in. Once you have it as a file you just drag it in. Me reading Rhythm of War be like:

I, too, can help.

As Orpheus walked to the market, he noticed one of the academy students following him, a girl with curly red hair. He hadn't been a part of all the chattering of the students that first night, mainly sticking close to the mysterious man he had been led to, so he didn't know her name or her powers. Or if she even had powers. He had ignored learning about the different magic systems of the world when he was growing up, mainly because he didn't care too much. The only powers he had any degree of detailed knowledge about were the... darker powers. And from what Orpheus had learned, he doubted many people had those. "You need food as well, then?" Orpheus asked, turning to her suddenly.

I have Rhythm of War! But I shall not flex. Unfortunately, you have valid reason to be avoiding the rest of the Shard for fear of spoilers. I saw a couple topics in completely spoiler-free zones spoiling major end-of-part-5 shocking you'll-never-guess-it you-did-it-again-Brandon stuff. I've diligently been trying to take them down for you guys! And the ones I know of are gone. Also, have a copy of Rhythm of War:

I agree with this. Ishar had plenty of time to figure this stuff out and he couldn't. Perhaps it was because he was partly insane, but I just don't think it's feasibly possible. It's probably one of those things where Brandon says it's technically possible but would "take a lot" to happen. Also, relevant WOB-man just doing his duty with a WOB on Sylladin!

Thank you very much! I do plan to do some other things though for other prompts. But this is fine too.

Apparently someone liked my tree "emoji" and so now because I am too lazy to be creative I have made another emoji related to the prompt. And no, it's not related to the prompt emoji, just the word thing. Behold, the Ninja Shadow. ...and the smirking variation

Orpheus reached slowly for the gold coin, disbelieving. This man must be rich, to just give this to him like that. He took it and held the weight of it in his hand. It was lighter than he had imagined, yet still heavier than any other denomination of coin. “I... thank you.” Suddenly the reality set in that he, if they could somehow pull this off, could be rich. Never having to worry about his hunting skills not being enough. Never stressing for his mother, or his sister. He could actually be well off, for once in his life. He slipped the coin into his pocket, and continued forward with real determination. He didn’t think this ragtag crew of the mysterious prophecy warrior and the enthusiastic students (albeit some were more reluctant; Orpheus specifically felt bad for the youngest, the elf) could even find this dragon. But for the first time, he allowed his heart to carry a little hope that they would.

“This sounds good to me,” said Orpheus, “Though I currently don’t have enough for four weeks of rations, unless I leave my sister destitute. And I’m not going to let that happen.”

Te Ookla flew under its wide, barren and pulchritudinous Walmart bag.