Through the Living Wrath

Granted. All you ever draw is eldritch summoning signs. Anyways I wish for a Jester.

I craft a sword, and then battle Doomslug. 1 - 3 Crap, my torch broke. BUT I ALSO GOT THREE POINTS! Then I use my crossbow to clear the rest of her buildings. TWO POINTS?

“This place has always just been… quiet.” The Constant shrugged slightly, but dropped his glass, shattering it. Sighing, he picked it up. However, one of the shards cut him, releasing blood that, strangely, evaporated directly after it was released.

Mmmmhhmmmmm but I forgot to put everything from that idea The rest was that the one who saves him was an extremist.

I feel… So sorry.

But the Shard is connected to the investiture. Like Alder said, the Shard just needs to look at their Connections, and they would know of the investiture. And their expanding Shardic knowledge would help them with this. Aluminum is a physical barrier for investiture. But that by no means says that aluminum is a Spiritual barrier. The earliest forms of connections that we see, Dragonsteel Prime spoilers:

I really liked this book. It took the story, and veered it away from what I thought would happen. Sure, some things were a little clumsy. But I think it’s perfectly understandable. It’s a big book, and there is a lot that had to be covered. The biggest problems people have that I’ve heard are the emphasis on therapy and Dalinar’s decision. Most say that the therapy is clumsy, and I, to a certain extent, agree. But bear in mind that Kaladin by no means “fixed” anyone. Sure, Szeth feels better, but that doesn’t mean he’s fully healed. The same with the Heralds; for this purpose, Kaladin became immortal and devoted himself to helping them throughout the rest of his days. Another point on the therapy is that what Kaladin did with the Heralds was by no means natural. They had something investiture related that was forcing their madness, and it was Kal’s fifth path that helped most of them. And then Dalinar’s decision. Many people hate this, because they cannot possibly see why it would be a good thing. The people of Roshar are oppressed, and Retribution is free! But there is more in the long run. Sure, they on Roshar might be oppressed for a century, but in the view of a Shard, that’s a whole lot better than permanently being under control of a tyrannical totalitarian Shard. His actions allow the end of Retribution. What Dalinar did is freaking awesome. He proved Taravangian wrong on TWO fronts. One of them, he didn’t even know. TOdium argued with Jasnah that the Alethi leadership (namely, her) wanted what was best for Alethkar, not Roshar. And Dalinar’s actions completely and utterly disprove this. All in all, this was a very good book, with a wonderful ending.

I sleep becuz I tird

I’m going to work “other nation” into my writing now. @The Bookwyrm wait wait wait i can’t quote u but I have ideas. What if, instead of Ferran being a turncoat, he instead refuses to fight? Like, “I’m tired of this war, and so are the people of both sides,” sorta stuff?

I… I read the book… It was a school requirement. That’s all I’ll say. Mmmmmhmmmmmm no. TPBM is bored.

Sain chuckled. Bait taken! “All that would be reeeeeaaaaallly cool, but they never existed in the first place. I remember that event, but because of the nature of this thread, other people averted it waaaaaaay before it would ever happen. I mean, I shouldn’t exist right now!” And then Sain tries to attack, curious.

The Constant hesitates. “I chose this tavern due to this very thing. I came from a quiet, small town. Not… not a close knit one. It always felt cold. But now… there is nothing for me to observe…”

@Through The Living Glass A shoe and a star floated above Tam.

The Constant sighed, and stepped over to the man. “Who are you?” He asked curtly.

22.333333333? Skip me

The Constant noticed him, but did not say anything. He had learned, time after time, that involvement just made things worse. He couldn’t trust his instincts.

Okay, I’m going to open up an opportunity if you want to place your character here. The Constant - that is what he was called before becoming a king - walked on an empty path. His people had betrayed him, and he didn’t even have the will to stop them. He could have, at any time. But what if they were right? He felt a tear escape him only to quickly evaporate in the air. And so, the Constant returned to a place none would recognize him. A place that had hardly even heard of his kingdom. A tavern, one that he had often visited long before he even discovered his powers. So many years ago. He was tired.

How about Whirte. Two letters from each.

GUYS REMEMBER THE TRUE BAD GUY IS THE VAGABOND

Look up Root, the board game.

YALL RUINED THE REFERENCE! You cudda said theives, rats, badgers, lizards, cats, otters, etc

My Corvid Conspiracy recruits on your clearing, then placed an unidentified Plot token on it. They are ready to defend the Plot with their lives. YES, this IS a Root reference.

“My specific people turn into bloodthirsty zombies when they die. However, we almost never die. The only thing I’ve seen my people die to are those zombies. And I am older than I look…” He paused. ”The Empire of Wriulin stood for millennia before a single death happened. Wriulin, of course, knew the consequences of death, as well as most everyone in the empire. But… we never thought about. So when I killed Wriulin, (one who, thankfully, did not have the same circumstances as most everyone else of my people), and took control of the Empire, I forgot to implement official actions in the event of a death. And so, when some of my more… eager… supporters killed someone, we were totally unprepared. A reformed and fair country fell within a day. I only know two other survivors.” —————— do you want a summary of this magic? @Dragonheir The Devourer watched as the Eternal King left. He was sorry. But the King did not see. He knew that the King didn’t see. Ever since he had accepted the offer of enlightenment from the queen, he had known. The queen thought the gift would help him serve the country to his fullest. But… all it did was convince him of the convictions he already held. What the King didn’t understand was action. Ambition. Pushing others down to lift oneself up. The part of him that was the King agreed. He had found that it wasn’t the King, rather a… different… version of the same man. The same temperament, but more aligned with what the Devourer held to be true. His followers had almost gotten out of had. They didn’t see. The enlightenment had to come to one willing, one who accepted their cause. Because it didn’t copy the mind of the donor. It warped it to fit through the passageway given. He had had to remind them, painstakingly, of this importance. But now the King was no longer a problem. And he, with his followers, few though they were, would rebuild the country. He would be better for it. He had to be. But he was willing to do what he could to be the best available. To provide the most he could. And so, he thought. The Devourer… a name his ignorant followers gave him. And he thought about the mind that shared a space with his. He understood it now. And he knew that, where they were concerned, their interests aligned. I’ve thought about what you’ve proposed. And? I’m ready to take the next step. I… I do not know how to rule fairly. And your connection to the once King will help with this. Then I would advise you brave yourself. The process can be… unsettling. The Devourer gave consent, then prepared. But this did nothing as his mind started to betray him, pull away towards that second mind that had given him council for so long. He fell over as the two…merged, gasping and clutching his chest. Omal the Devourer stood, a new understanding entering his eyes.

“Yeah! Lots and lots. One in particular, though.” Sain waited to see if the voice took the bait.