Would Lindon have won in Uncrowned if he had fought Yerin from the beginning and not been weakened a decent amount before beginning to fight?
Possibly! That would have made it more likely for sure.
Would Lindon have won in Uncrowned if he had fought Yerin from the beginning and not been weakened a decent amount before beginning to fight?
Possibly! That would have made it more likely for sure.
What level would Elder Whisker be outside of the Sacred Valley?
Outside of Sacred Valley, or in Sacred Valley without the "curse," he'd be considered a Truegold.
What happened to story resolutions/denouements?
A major component in a story seems to be atrophying as I continue to read. You've got your narrative hooks, your expositions, rising action, climax, etc, but it seems like many authors don't bother to write more than a token resolution/outro to their stories anymore.
Remember Harry Potter? After the big battle, there was always the hospital scene (resolution), where we learn of the fallout and changes that the results of the climax are going to have on the world or story as a whole, then the end of the year feast, serving as a decompression, and finally the train-ride home.
Ok I saw Return of the King also, and I agree, endings can go on too long. However, endings in the vein of A New Hope to me are even worse. "Here's your medal, now go away!" is to me jarring and fundamentally unsatisfying.
The last few books I've read, to continue with the Harry Potter example, have only given me the hospital wing scene. The beat-to-hell hero is told how things fell out after they lost consciousness. End of story. No Feast, no train-ride, no decompression.
I bring up "A New Hope" specifically because I remember reading something from author Jim Butcher that this was what he modeled his conclusions on. I love me some Jim Butcher but I disagree with this specific conclusion of his completely, and I wanted to know what people who are a bit more educated than me on the subject might think, and this seems like a good place for that.
That’s a really good question, and I can speak for myself/hazard a guess, though of course I can’t speak for every writer out there.
The style right now is to get out as soon after the climax as you can, in order to make the third act feel like a memorable gut-punch rather than a punch to the gut followed by a lengthy period of recovery that gives the reader’s emotions time to cool down.
There’s also the series component, as in “If the next installment is coming out in six months or less, why would I tie up lingering story threads after the plot of this installment has been resolved? I can just do it in the next one.”
People tend to lose interest quickly when there’s nothing to work toward anymore, and once the climax has ended, then the goal is either achieved or not achieved. And it takes a lot of confidence to say “Now that you’ve read my story about fighting Godzilla, I’m sure you’ll also want to see my characters going back home and starting an ordinary life again after Godzilla’s dead and buried.”
Having said that, I think the one exception is at the end of a series. You DO want to see the characters going back to their boring ordinary lives after going on an awesome adventure for years, because that’s the payoff. That’s what you were really reading for all this time. And if you made it to the end of a massive series without investing in the characters and their lives to some degree, then...how did you do that?
And having said THAT, nothing says there can’t be actual falling action and resolution in each book of a story. Harry Potter is a good example, but part of what makes it work for Harry is that it’s a narrow scope, and that each book is structured after a school year.
Narrow scope: it’s just Harry. We get to see the fallout of the book’s events on Hogwarts at the end-of-term feast, then Harry and Ron and Hermione separate with implications of what they’re going to do that summer, but we don’t follow Ron or Hermione home. We follow Harry home, because there’s one main character and we can stay focused on him.
Structure: you’re not really reading Harry Potter to see if he finds the Philosopher’s Stone and saves the school or if he gets murdered, you’re reading to see him go through an imaginative school year of magic and adventure.
Sure, the plot part keeps you reading, but with a structure like that you don’t immediately lose narrative momentum as soon as the primary plot question is resolved. You can get away with three more chapters of no danger because there’s still magic and imagination on display and the school year isn’t over yet.
Books that don’t have such a structure aren’t working with quite as much leeway, because the assumption is that the readers are reading to see the conclusion of the plot. And once that’s over they want the book to be too.
That’s the theory, anyway.
Your theory may illustrate the difference between plot-based and character-based readers. As said elsewhere, at the end of the Wheel of Time we have much invested in a large number of individual characters, and we want to see what happens with them regardless of the outcome of the Last Battle. If one doesn't put much effort in their characters, I can see why they wouldn't want to stretch their plot out.
I see what you mean, but I don't think I agree.
In Wheel of Time's case, the series DID need a more thorough resolution, and (I suspect) would have had one if Robert Jordan had been around to write it. But of course it needed one: like I said above, the end of a series generally needs proper wrap-up regardless, and how would any reader get to the end of such a huge series if they didn't sympathize with the characters?
It's not really about the amount of effort you put into your characters. While there are readers who prefer a tight plot and readers who would be fine reading a story about a handful of fascinating characters doing nothing in particular, I also don't think it has to do with one type of reader or another.
Even if you don't have a drawn-out denouement and resolution, you still want strong characters in the entire rest of the story, so not having those things doesn't really reflect an emphasis on plot over characters.
A properly executed resolution is part of a well-structured plot, so that also doesn't mean choosing characters over plot.
When you're designing a story, you have to assume what your readers are primarily reading for, and plot accordingly. If you're writing a mystery where the driving motivating factor is supposed to be the reader's curiosity as to who killed the Space Pope, then it makes sense not to stick around too long after the killer has been revealed.
If instead you're writing a story about (just off the top of my head) a boy going to wizard school, then the thing driving the reader to keep reading is presumably "I want to see what happens to this guy at wizard school." So you can afford to spend a little extra time on that.
Which doesn't have much to do with the amount of effort invested or not invested into your characters, because Harry Potter is a bland character with very few unique personality traits. He's...brave, and...other things, probably.
But that doesn't impact the series almost at all, because you still sympathize with Harry, his decisions and actions usually drive the plot, the side characters are great, the world is great, and generally speaking the plot is interesting and very engaging.
TL;DR - I don't think any kind of "plot vs. character" dichotomy affects this decision at all.
What is the connection between Great Elders and Incarnations?
An Incarnation has become a living manifestation of their Territory. They're carrying the physical laws of their world around with them, so to speak, and earth warps to meet that.
In a similar way, the Elders are using their Intent to corrupt the world around them. It's a part of who and what they are. Each of them exists for a specific purpose, and they're constantly trying to recreate the world in their image.
It's not much of a distinction in effect, I'll grant you that. But Elders and Incarnations are different. For one thing, Elders were never human.
Are there any obscure objects in the house of blades like "the stone cup of bladder control" that aren't life savers but just kind of convenient?
Every prize in Valinhall was created to solve a specific problem that you'd face while fighting enemy Travelers.
None of them are useless...but yeah, some of them are weird.
I've wanted to know why Denner is a specialist in taking down flying creatures since I first read it in the Crimson vault. But it's not answered! Not even in the short story about him in Avernus! So if you could please enlighten me and others like me? :)
Honestly? It started as kind of an inside joke among the original Dragon Army. They made Denner fight the flying creatures that are annoying to fight, and then they kept making him do it with the justification that he had more experience.
Eventually, he got good at it.
Will, in the 'Reports' that are not marked with someone's name (such as Suriel) are we supposed to be reading that as a mystery and figuring out who it is that is accessing those reports or is that just your way of giving us info and backstory?
It’s not a mystery. 90% of the time it’s just Suriel.
So in the Uncrowned King tournament there are 8 Monarch factions, 8 sets of teams, 8 factions giving gifts etc, etc. However, everyone believes Northstrider died 6 years ago. Everyone also knows Northstrider has no faction of his own, so it's not like the Arelius faction which still has people who are able to choose competitors and give out gifts to the other teams. If the 9CC truly believed NS to be dead, as the 9C Soul stated, then why would they have a NS team in the tourney? Who would have been selecting the competitors or giving gifts? The Beast King? It doesn't seem to me like they are together in any official way, just friends and allies. Has this ever been brought up before? Was everyone not surprised to see 4 full teams of Underlords for NS before he showed up at the beginning?
It was more of a surprise that House Arelius showed up.
There are lots of unaffiliated Heralds and Sages who compete under Northstrider’s banner, so it was always expected that they would show up in his name until one among them ascended to Monarch.
Zorrus does "gather up golden fire in her mouth" in Uncrowned, so I went from there - but I agree, you're probably right that she's not on the Path of Flowing Flame. Fingers crossed we learn more in Wintersteel, haha. Thanks for reading, I'm glad you liked it!
Well I can’t speak to whether or not she appears in Wintersteel, but I can say that Xorrus is on a variation of the Path of the Wasteland. Her sacred arts are not exactly the same as Sesh’s, though they are similar.
In my notes, I have Xorrus on the Path of the Burning Wasteland (although that name is not final unless it makes it into the books).
I often wonder if you sit at home with a drink and laugh your arse off reading these theory’s (or maybe sit the drink down very carefully when someone guesses something you have planned for the future)
Every once in a while I’m boggled at what people guess with such little information, but in general I just enjoy seeing people discussing the books at all!
Do you ever get nervous that someone is close to a plot point, then keep reading and find out they are way off?
Yeah for sure, but despite what you might think I don’t really care if a plot point is guessed in advance.
Any multi-book “twist” will be guessed if there are enough people guessing, and in a popular series, there WILL be enough people guessing.
So the value of a reveal can’t entirely rely on surprise. The moment should land whether the reader guessed it or not.
Also, I feel like people think I value surprise more than I do. Surprise doesn’t really have any inherent value.
It would be incredibly surprising if Lindon transformed into a chipmunk and spent the rest of the series trying to steal a magical Roomba, but that doesn’t make it a good story decision.
This is just a guess, but I'm thinking Will will probably write Wintersteel, another Cradle book, and then start a brand new series or start writing the Travelers Blade.
That was my initial plan. Wintersteel, Cradle 9, new thing (Traveler’s Blade is still on the table), Cradle 10.
That’s a very, very soft plan, though. We change plans all the time. And even if we write them in that order, they might come out in a different order.
Like I could write Cradle 8 & 9 and then the new thing, but write and release Cradle 10 first while holding the new thing back.
Point is, I don’t know. Always in motion is the future. But that was our original goal!
I saw this sentence in the same chapter we first see "web of madra" used and it caught my eye
"Well this is a lucky daym" he said, hopping down from the wall. His blond hair flowed behind him like a banner, and a simple Endorcer technique made him drift slowly to the muddy ground.
I know of no Enforcer technique that would be able to slow someone falling. In fact, the only way Eithan, specifically, could slow himself would be with soulfire controlling aura. Either Will made a typo there or just hadn't fully mapped out the sacred arts system in his head yet, this is Chapter 5 of Soulsmith, our first meeting with Eithan, so I can't say for sure which it might be, I'd be interested to hear /u/Will_Wight 's answer to it.
It’s a construct that makes him lighter.
Middle of chapter eight (Soulsmith):
Eithan skipped along behind, touching down with one foot and using an Enforcer binding to launch himself far enough that he almost appeared to be drifting through the air.
In my original character sheet for him, he used the construct all the time, and we were going to explore it in Blackflame. But he didn’t really need it, so I just didn’t go into it.
It's repeatedly mentioned in the text of Traveler's Gate that Lirial, as a territory, is ill suited to open combat, but I don't see how to reconcile that with the Lirial powers we've seen. The ability to call Lirial crystals alone seems like it would be an overwhelmingly powerful combat ability and it's one that I don't think we've seen any good answers to from other territories. The fact that Leah easily dispatched grandmaster Endross seems telling. Is this a contradiction or am I missing something?
Leah is extraordinary by Lirial standards, though I didn’t convey that very well because of the lack of other Lirial Travelers to compare.
They mostly have entirely utility powers. Her being able to call crystal so much and on such a scale is extremely unusual.
It’s like you have a Bard class who specializes entirely in support magic, only there’s one specific bard who strides into battle with a flaming electric guitar chainsaw and goes around slicing dudes in half to the tune of his own sick riffs.
If you saw that guy, you’d be like “Wait a second, who said bards aren’t a combat class?”
Leah is that bard.
Is Lindon's name a reference to Lyndon Hardy?
My choice of name for Lindon had nothing to do with him, sorry to disappoint!
I’ve read his books, but they don’t have any sort of special place in my heart or anything.
Interesting Contradictions in Lindon's FateWhen Suriel first examines Lindon's fate:
The boy fights against a relative of his, a young man with long black hair and an iron badge. The boy cheats, releases emerald hornets, ekes out a technical victory.
With a bulky brown pack on his back, he bends his head over a scroll, studying a Path by candlelight in someone else’s home.
And when she shows him his fate later:
The frozen world was wiped out, replaced with another. He was still standing on the stone of the arena stage, but the clouds Li Markuth summoned had never appeared, and the sun beat down out of a clear sky. Wei Jin Amon faced him, and though he resisted longer than anyone expected, he still lost.
That night, he nursed his wounds alone when the First Elder barged in without knocking. The old man slapped a book down on his table: Path of the White Fox.
This is intentional. She’s showing him something that is equally likely to occur as what she saw earlier.
The details change, but the broad strokes don’t.
There are some mild spoilers in this section, but the major spoilers have been removed, and one character's name has been changed to protect the innocent. Just remember that in the final, published version of this chapter, there will be no character named Spoilerman.
Transcriber's disclaimer: I had to guess the spelling of a character's name (Keilan), so it might be spelled differently in the actual book.
The Akura cloudship was so sleek that it looked smaller than it really was, though it had carried Lindon along with hundreds of Akura tournament visitors and their servants. Now, it hovered at the end of the dock as people boarded it again: many of the Akura family, though Lindon had seen members of the Frozen Blade School and others he didn't recognise.
Mercy's brother, Pride, was directing most of the traffic. The short Underlord shouted orders constantly, while lifting luggage or leaping around to attend to a task himself. Lindon had tried to get his attention several times, but it seemed Pride was deliberately ignoring him.
Then Mercy ran out onto the dock, waving. “Goodbye, everybody! Sorry I'm late."
She came to a halt by Lindon, grinding her staff on the stone of the dock. Immediately, Pride landed in a crouch next to Lindon. He straightened and addressed his sister, "Mercy, thank you for coming to see us off." He sounded painfully stiff, not like someone speaking to family.
Mercy threw her arms around him. "Try to be safe, okay? Don't poke any Dreadgods?"
"I'm not a fool." He pushed her away and glared at Lindon. "Is there something I can help you with, Lindon?"
[At least he's calling you by your name,] Dross pointed out.
Lindon looked over the ship. "Apologies, I only wondered exactly where everyone was going. I heard something about a Dreadgod?"
"The Wandering Titan has made his way to the edge of Akura territory. We go to protect the people and to drive away the vultures."
Lindon had read about the Titan. "You mean, Abyssal Palace?"
"Of course Abyssal Palace!" Pride sounded like he was speaking to an idiot. "But there are always scavengers around a Dreadgod, not just the cults."
Naru Saeya passed them, a huge trunk floating on wind madra behind her. She bowed to the Akura, who both commended her on her performance in the tournament. As soon as she could manage, she escaped the conversation and pulled Lindon over to the side.
"When you make it back to the Empire," she said, "present yourself to the Emperor. You have done us proud."
"Gratitude. If you don't mind me asking, why aren't you coming home?"
She rubbed her thumb and fingers together. "The Akura family is paying a dragon's ransom for Lords and Ladies who can fight over the Titan. If you can slip away from Eithan, you should join me. And so should he, if he ever gets the chance."
Lindon thanked her as she waved him off and joined the rest of the passengers. She was half a head taller than most everyone else, and the peacock feathers over her ear made her stand out even further. Most of the eliminated Uncrowned competitors seemed to be aboard, so Lindon had a new question when he rejoined Mercy and Pride.
"Why do they need Underlords?"
Pride made a dismissive sound, "We need Lords more than anything—controlling the populace, defending our claim, herding refugees, clearing the land of natural treasures before the Dreadgod razes it. Honestly, you can't afford to be this badly informed."
Lindon's usual annoyance with Pride swelled to anger, but he kept a façade of polite behaviour. He pressed both fists together: "My apologies that I was not born into a Monarch family."
"It doesn't matter if you were born into one or not, if you want to join ou—"
Mercy pushed both of her madra-gloved hands over Pride's mouth. "Ha!" she shouted, "Haha! Good one."
It sounded nothing like laughter, and she shoved Pride so that he stumbled back one step. He looked genuinely confused.
"Well, we don't wanna keep you from your work anymore," Mercy continued, "Stay safe. Tell uncle Fury I'll see him soon, and I'll join you as soon as I can, okay?"
Pride straightened his outer robe. "See me after you win." Then he strode away again, already barking orders.
[Maybe he'll be eaten by a Dreadgod,] Dross mused.
Lindon didn't want to spend any more time than necessary around the man, but he didn't wish Pride any harm, just some humility. Mercy put her hand on Lindon's shoulder and spun him around so they were walking through the wind, and back toward their jeweled tower.
"So, did you know Spoilerman could fight like that?" she asked, and Lindon got the distinct impression she was trying to take the subject away from Pride.
"You've seen as much of his ability as I have. He might still be holding back."
She looked doubtful, but shrugged. "Could be. I don't see him performing much better without advancing to Overlord, but if he has anything else in his pocket, he'll be a tough one to crack. I'll need practice."
"Apologies if this seems rude, but I've never seen everything you can do either."
Any opponents Lindon had seen Mercy face had either grossly outclassed her, or hadn't pushed her to her limit. He still didn't know what her Book of Eternal Night was capable of.
"You will soon," she said cheerfully. "I wish I could invite you to watch me train, but a lot of it happens inside my book so it's pretty boring to watch. But if they match me up against Sophara, you'll get to see every card I have to play."
"What about Yerin?" he asked. He had been curious about this ever since Northstrider had announced that Yerin and Mercy were going to face each other in the fourth round. That had ended up being a lie, but he had still wanted to ask Mercy how she rated her match-up against Yerin. Though he was interested in the genius Underlady of the Akura clan's opinion, it would have been insensitive to ask earlier.
Mercy’s face fell and she dragged Suu along the ground for a second. “Yeah… I'm hoping I don’t meet Yerin until the finals. It’s hard to enjoy the competition when my mother’s life is on the line, you know?”
She hadn't fought her fourth round yet, but Lindon noticed she had no doubts about winning. He also noticed that she hadn't answered his question.
“Six fights left,” Mercy said. “Six days. After that, the Uncrowned will be taken away for a month of Sage training.”
Lindon gave a heavy sigh. He'd heard about that already. Mercy was waiting for him to respond, but when he didn't, she pressed on. “So, you have the rest of the week with Yerin, what are you going to do?”
They had reached the door of the tower, but Mercy turned to watch the cloudship which was still loading.
“I’m not sure,” Lindon said, watching the people bustle around the deck. “We need to spar a few rounds, there are a few ideas I have to work out before our match, and I know she has to be more comfortable with her Final Sword—”
Mercy's staff cracked against the top of his skull. He flinched back, and the violet gemstones eyes of the dragon-headed staff hissed at him.
“What are you going to do with Yerin?”
Lindon took a slow step away from the staff. “Of course, I’m going to train with her everyday. She doesn't have a minute to waste, and Dross and I can help.”
She closed her eyes and took a deep breath.
[She is trying to say,] Dross began, but Lindon cut him off by speaking. “I know what you're trying to say, but I’m telling you the truth. That is what I’m going to do with Yerin for the rest of the week.”
He wanted to work out his feelings for Yerin and he wanted to do so with her. Her month of training with a Sage felt like a punishment looming over him. It wasn't so long ago that he had been dragged off to the Akura family for training, and he hadn't enjoyed being separated from her then.
Now, he didn't even have a new goal to occupy his time. But her leaving was the right thing, he knew. They needed every advantage they could get to win the tournament.
Mercy’s purple eyes slowly opened. “I hear you. Now, pretend that there was not so much at stake. What would you do if everything was calm and you had plenty of time?”
He examined his own mind. It was embarrassing having all this pulled out of him in public, but Mercy was a friend, and she was only trying to help.
“I would want to try doing something together, with her, just for fun.”
It felt like a shameful admission, but it was clearly the right answer because Mercy shone. It looked like she was about to start hopping up and down. “There it is, so you do do things for fun. I would have lost that bet.”
“I don’t usually," he said defensively. “I don’t wast—”
“I know, I know, shut up. Listen, you had the right instinct. This week, invite her out to do something—just the two of you.” She leaned uncomfortably close, looking up at him to make sure she had his full attention. “Not training. Nothing that could conceivably lead to advancement in the Sacred Arts. Do you understand?”
Lindon’s face was hot. This whole conversation was an exercise in agony, but he could easily imagine hearing the same thing from his sister, or his mother. His father would tell him that anything other than working was a waste of time—but even he had ended up married.
"I will invite her, but her time is so short as it is..."
“Lindon, I promise you, I promise you, that a few hours off will not do Yerin any harm at all.”
Therian Nills was an ordinary man. He had started as a farmer and the son of farmers and he still boggled at the twist of fate that had brought him all the way to the Uncrowned King tournament. He had been born on the Rosegold continent, but far enough away from everything that the great houses were nothing but distant rumors to him. Then, the Weeping Dragon had brought down the sky.
Therian had lost everything before the Stormcallers found him. They follow the Dreadgod around, capturing its unique madra in themselves and using its divine techniques to steal the madra of others. They sheltered him, taught him, and trained him.
He had a knack for it, it turned out, although you wouldn't know it from looking at him. Even his Underlord transformation hadn’t changed him much. He still looked like the son of a farmer: tall and gangly with sunbaked skin, and hair the color of mud.
The combat training had built an entirely new set of muscles on him, but his appearance still couldn't be compared to these beautiful carved statues of the men and women he was competing against. Most of his competitors looked like they had been sculpted by the heavens themselves.
But over the course of the tournament, his confidence had grown. Thanks to the power of the Weeping Dragon, he had been made as good as they were. He could keep up with any of them. Or, at least, most of them.
He sat in his waiting room, unable to control his nerves, bouncing one leg and squeezing his fingers together as he stared at the stone door, as though he could keep it from opening with the force of his gaze.
“I’m just glad it won’t be the Dawnwing,” Therian said for what might have been the fifteenth time.
His sect brother and team member, Keilan Archer, darkened. “I don’t know how someone like him is allowed to fight Underlords.”
Therian had been too young and too newly inducted into the Stormcallers to be sent to fight against the Dawnwing sect, but Keilan had been there. He was older than Therian by almost ten years, and he looked like he belonged in the tournament.
He was thick with muscle, his goldsigns crackling around thick biceps. The scripted rings of blue-gold lightning looked like they were about to burst off. His hair was blonde so pale that it was almost white, and he had a scar across one eye socket. He had seen battle. He belonged in places like this.
So do you, Therian reminded himself.
Keilan smacked him on the back of the head.
"Focus. Sharpen yourself, you carry the power of the Weeping Dragon with you; the power of the Sage of Calling Storms. If you go no further, you are still top sixteen of all Underlords in our generation."
The encouragement worked. He breathed deeper, his madra cycling more easily, his leg going still.
“And you will go further," Keilan continued, "you were meant to fight Ziel, but they're changing the match-ups, so we know it won’t be him. Whoever else is out there, our battle plan remains the same: you will leave them in the sand and you and I will meet again as Uncrowned.”
Keilan Archer thought Therian could fight alongside him. Therian held that golden thought as the door slid open.
He called his weapons, a pair of long spears that crawled with smooth yellow light, and focused his madra. The rings around his own arms crackled as the noise from the crowd reached him.
The arena was covered in irregular stone—uneven footing, with fist-sized rocks lying here and there. Lightning swam like snakes overhead, but didn't dive to the ground.
Across the stadium, he faced a man who appeared to be in his early twenties, with dark and messy hair falling around a pair of short, green horns that glowed faintly even in the light. He wore the expression of a man who had walked a thousand miles, and might collapse at any second. Only dust and apathy in his eyes. A gray cloak fluttered on his shoulders and he dragged a massive two-handed warhammer behind him as though he could barely support its weight.
Therian and his opponent saw each other at the same time.
The enemy's eyes slowly went from utterly dead to alight with rage. The warhammer gradually rose, inch by inch, lifted in one hand until it was propped against his shoulder.
Keilan clapped Therian on the back. "Top sixteen."
“Ziel of the Dawnwing sect chosen of Northstrider. You face Therian Nills of the Stormcallers, chosen of Reigan Shen.”
Therian had heard the heavenly messenger's command. He knew he couldn't give up, but he wondered: if he stood there and let Ziel kill him, would his death be painless?
One more look at the burning fury in Ziel’s face and Therian shuddered.
Therian hefted his spears and prepared to fight for a quick death.
The Uncrowned timeline is all over the place, specifically about Yerin and Lindon's calls.
This timeline thing was interesting!I pulled up my Uncrowned timeline, and I compared it against what's in the book, and I figured out what the issue is. Well, what the issues are.1.) "five times in the last week"That was just me using "the last week" as an approximation. Of course I know every other day for a week =/= 5, but in my mind Lindon wasn't being precise.I still should have phrased that better to prevent confusion, though.2.) It hasn't been just one week, it's been months.That week he was referring to wasn't the first week, it was the latest one.I had intended to convey that BY showing that the fight against the other Underlords is the next day, so it's clearly been months, because we established already that this wasn't going to happen for months. And then I have Dross refer to the effect the calls are having on his mentality like they've been going on for a while.But!The transition between Charity handing him the construct and then cutting to him talking on the roof suggests that very little time has passed, and then the only specific amount of time I refer to IN THAT SCENE is a week.I was relying on the fight with the Akura Underlords being the next day to be that concrete anchor in time rather than saying "X months later," and then him being in a different place with different clothes while they all talk as though a lot of time has passed to be subtle details that supported that.But the quick transition followed by using the word "week" implies that it has only been a week in a way that I didn't realize.Interesting! I've learned something to look out for! Thanks!
I would love to see more of Lindon updating the Path of Twin Stars manual, like he did in the first few books. Not having that seems so weird, given that a big part of his background is the fact that up until the last few years he was not considered worthy of being taught a Path, and now he is forging one of his own. It feels like him taking a moment to write down what he's learned is something that was cut in the editting process, but in the process, the Lindon of the last few books has gone through changes that don't make sense, as there's never a reason given for NOT having those scenes anymore. Even a throwaway couple of paragraphs of "wow the last year or so has gone by in a blur and I haven't had the opportunity to update this even though I was previously determined to add to the Path manual immediately to get my thoughts down right away, it seemed like with the later techniques I really should perfect them first" would go a long way towards explaining what otherwise makes no sense.
That's actually a good example of something that I don't think is necessary to explain at all.In Uncrowned, he takes notes on things several times. In Underlord, he's repeatedly referring to and studying notes. And in all the previous books, we've seen him again and again take notes on everything he learns.Why would that be shown every time?To me, this is like having a character with a beloved car, and in the first few books there are specific scenes showing him in the car. In later books, those scenes don't show up as much, because he's established as someone who loves his car.I don't see those reminders as particularly necessary.
What are the chances that in the process of writing 7 books of Cradle the conclusion and outline in Will head of OKAK changed ?
Ok so hear me out on this one. I've been noticing a trend in will's books. first we had traveller's gate. orphan main character. Then Elder Empire. Calder only has his mother. Then Cradle. Lindon has both parents. next series traveller's blade or something will likely feature both parents as well as another parental figure in simon, unless im drunk again
No joke, I try to switch up how many parents the main characters have to avoid the “every hero is an orphan” thing.By which I mean yes, the next main character I write will be born from the fusion of six individuals who all combined their DNA in a cloning spell gone wrong.