Using A Duralumin Spike (identity), Could You Hemalurgically Steal Someone’s Gender?

I'm still not over the psychic damage I took from the name Maxillium

“They watch me, always, waiting. I see their faces in mirrors. Symbols. Twisted. Inhuman.”

- Elokhar, WoK

He’s a lightweaver guys he’s not crazy just listen to himmmmmm

just cat-sat for my friend for five days and well, new kinsey scale just dropped i’m a 1.5

So y’all know the classic edge trope of “my blade cannot be sheathed until it has tasted blood”? What if a magic sword that has that requirement, except it’s sort of inverted. A sword that, instead of being inhabited by an evil spirit which once awakened cannot be lulled back to sleep except by blood sacrifice, was inhabited by a benevolent spirit who would not allow the sword to be drawn unless bloodshed were the only possible solution. A sword whose power could never be misused because it would only allow itself to be used in situations where it was justified. What about a Paladin who spends their entire journey fighting with a sheathed sword, incapacitating but never killing or maiming. The party believes that the Paladin has taken an oath of no killing, until they face the big villain. And it is in that moment, and that moment alone, that the sword will allow itself to be drawn.

Idk, this image set my mindwheels a-turning.

But do y’all see the vision?

dorfs

I never noticed in Shallan’s original drawing of Taravangian (in WoK) there were TWO cryptics!

Sanderson’s foreshadows stretch so far back it’s ridiculous sometimes.

epic little guy

redraw of this

doodled some guy again