Mystfall

I got today's Cosmeredle in 7 tries! Try and beat me at https://cosmeredle.net/

You got compensation lol edit: lol, I can’t even get a big reveal moment cause Archer hasn’t been on in like 7 hours edit 2: well, since Archer’s not here to say it, yall there was only ever one thief edit 3: can’t wait to see Illwei’s crashout, if she pops in to see this. I only focused on making my writing to not sound like me, not sound like anyone else. That part in the dead doc about me not thinking about how people usually speak is complete nonsense.

Fickle stepped towards the mast, grabbing some the ropes whipping about in the Highstorms wind. Someone had forgotten to tie them down. Lightning roared in the distance, briefly lighting up the sky. Fickle leaned against the ropes, holding them taught before weaving them into a knot. Everything needed to be tied down, including the masts. One accident and the mast would be torn off the ship, leaving them stranded with the Reshi until they could get a new one. None of the other ships captains would be helping them. If they couldn’t get to the Tai-na every morning, then that left one less captain to trade for the treasure. So it was slightly important that they tied the mast down. Fickle was whistling to himself as he moved around, grabbing the flying ropes and tying them down. For some odd reason he was always able to hear his voice, no matter how loud the Highstorm raged. Reaching out to grab a particular rope, Fickle found it frayed. Cut. He looked around, There seemed to be a black figure lurking near the aft. Inky black. The figure seemed to be staring at him, though Fickle couldn’t see their expression, he shivered. “You there!” He shouted, his voice swallowed by the storm. The figure didn’t respond, only stared. Fickle started walking towards the figure, reaching for the long knife at his waist. He ducked under his previous work, only to find they’d been cut as well, the ropes once again flapping aimlessly in the wind. He almost didn’t feel the cut. Fickle turned to look behind him, seeing three figures he thought he recognized. He glanced back at the aft of the ship. Nothing. The figure was gone. Fickle’s legs buckled as he received another stab. His vision began to darken… he thought he saw some light… at the edge of his vision… Another stab. He didn’t feel it. Fickle covered his face with his arms, the glow slightly stronger. Fickle braced for another stab. It didn’t come. Peeking through his arms he saw the figure. Black. They looked down at him, shaking their head. ———————— Fickle opened his eyes. Then immediately closed them. Everything seemed bright compared to the Highstorms darkness. Spheres pooled around him. Each one glowing with stormlight. Fickle grabbed one, and was thrown out of his body. The ship was a double masted sloop, swift when needed but with a large hold for trading. Sturdy enough to survive a highstorm. Yet blood was on its decks, seeping off onto the side. Fickle let go of the sphere in shock, before grabbing another one. Lifeless. The spirit was gone. The body, bleeding from stab wounds, was being lifted up, and thrown off the side of the ship. Sinking. Bubbles of air escaping as the lungs filled with seawater. Fickle let go of that one too, shaking. What was happening? Was it a consequence of his deal with that Amian? That man had warned him there’d be consequences of his deal. He looked around frantically. Spheres were everywhere, Fickle wasn’t sinking for some reason though. And most importantly, There was the figure. Fickle had a good look at him now. He wasn’t just wearing black or in a cloak. Everything was ink-black. Like a skin covered in tar, but smooth. The man—was he a man?—was holding a sword. Long like a shardblade, but elegant and clean. The same Jet-black color as his skin and clothes. ”What’s happening? Was that… Am I dead?” The figure paused before answering, “Maybe. Are you going to let you be?” ”No. I have work to do” Fickle responded. ”Good. You are, but only as long as you want to be.” Fickle extended his hand and said, “Sorry, I didn’t get you’re name” ”I am Jet. A Spren is” ”What about me? That was my body that got tossed into the sea!” ”A cognitive shadow is.” ”What?” Fickle asked ”Your string to the physical is not. But the stormlight made you are” Fickle glanced at the spheres at his feet. He could still tell which one was the ship he’d called home. “What happens now?” Jet smiled, “Your physical string is not. But your influence still is” “You mean… you mean I can still affect them even though I’m… dead?” Jet reached down to grab a few spheres at their feet, before tossing them to Fickle. “This is” A Diary. Fickle’s diary. Left sitting in his rucksack with the rest of his belongings. He could imagine every word. The book seemed to be in his mind. He remembered every bit he’d wrote. He could imagine continuing to write, his handwriting spreading. Surprisingly, his words seemed to be appearing on the book. The image of the book in his mind changing to add those words to the blank pages. Fickle looked astonished at Jet, “I can still write? It’s actually happening?” ”It is” Fickle shook his head in awe, thinking back to the first page of Diary. Where he’d written Axies’ promise “A favor for a favor: bring me those five items and I’ll tell you what you want to know” Fickle grinned, this was gonna be fun. He began to write. The words appearing in the book on Roshar. ——————— Thank you to @Archer for letting me do this. Thank you to @Cuendillar for not blowing my cover. And finally, thank you to @Through the Living Hopper for going along with all this after I rudely shoved you into it. I plan on bringing Jet and Fickle into my next SE game.

I hope I’m not on the opposite side as you(unless I’m Elim)

I got today's Cosmeredle in 13 tries! Try and beat me at https://cosmeredle.net/

I can confirm

I’m deciding whether we should ping Jo or not

If that’s true that is actually insane (needless to say, I am jealous) I know, same here. Whoever’s GMing next should put Hoid and I on a team

I could’ve trusted you. I was neutral, under no obligation to help the merchants. Hopefully next time. However, you’ve been Elim like 3 times in a row now, like… that’s a lot Star had vote manip(that she didn’t use) so it could’ve been worse

Nooo Hopper didn’t win…

I feel pretty confident they’re not the same person

Congrats I’m definitely trying again next time though

I didn’t have a filter today. Which is weird, I’m usually good at thinking before I speak(sometimes it’s a problem) Anyways: ”It’s like how you always imagine characters to be hot” -Myst

It’s been getting better with Jason and Matt coming back, but yeah, old cast is the best

197 Here’s my one and only contribution to this thread. You will probably never see me here again

Huh I got today's Cosmeredle in 3 tries! Try and beat me at https://cosmeredle.net/

Opinions on how he’d fair against Mitosis?(assuming weakness was not common knowledge)

I haven’t seen any other Alaskans in here. Most of my friends do read the books, but they’re not on here. And that’s a nice list. Wayne and Hoid is always interesting. And I’m also in anchorage, moved here in 2011

I got today's Cosmeredle in 17 tries! Try and beat me at https://cosmeredle.net/

I do not know enough about epics off the top of my head to name some that would be able to beat him. That said, two ideas come to mind: The first is just mass AoE powers. It’s usually hard to dodge those, that becomes a matter of speed, and then if your area is big enough you’re pretty much guaranteed to get a hit on him. Small problem of that AoE generally trades strength for a bigger target area. The second way is something similar to Nightwielder. The effect of essentially being incorporeal and able to go into objects essentially makes it so you cannot hit said person and then it becomes a series of hit and run attacks. The main problem there is the weakness. Nightwielders wasn’t hard to use in a fight, and so would be a bad matchup here, but someone with a different weakness but similar skill set would probably be fine Edit: has he had to go against people like this before? How did he beat them?(or did he not?)

Probably? I don’t believe we know enough about how Sleepless split to answer that. I want to say no simply because having sleepless able to just be on an entire city/planet is hard to balance. That said, most sleepless we know of are trying to blend into human society in some capacity, so we don’t know what it’s like when a sleepless decides to forgo that.

Fair, I wasn’t confident anyways My age isn’t hard to guess l think. That said, who knows at this point

Specifically because of that I’m going to guess 17-18