Kaladin walked with care, glad for Lopen’s help, but even this was draining. He shouldn’t be moving on the leg. Father’s words, the words of a surgeon, floated up from the depths of his mind.

Torn muscles. Bind the leg, ward against infection, and keep the subject from putting weight on it. Further tearing could lead to a permanent limp, or worse.

“You want to get a palanquin?” Lopen asked.

“Those are for women.”

“Ain’t nothing wrong with being a woman, gancho,” Lopen said. “Some of my relatives are women.”

Happy New Year! 🎉 Kal and Lopen kick it off with one of my favourite dialogues from Words of Radiance. Procreate, painted with my custom watercolour brushes.

It is undeniably summer (in the northern hemisphere), so here is something in the spirit of it I made as part of a group present in one of my discord groups. But it is also a part of the beach AU that has been present in my brain for a long time. So stay safe and hydrated wherever you are. Some steps of the process: :)

The Stormlight Archive by Josh Corpuz

Shallan, Dalinar, Kaladin, Jasnah, Szeth

Pattern, Moash, Adolin, Syl, Rock, Gaz

Hoid, Lopen, Eshonai, Navani, Zahel

Sadeas, Lift, Veil, Teft, Rlain

Ben McSweeney: Pretty excellent, I like a lot of these!

Kaladin: What's the taser challenge?

Lopen: We tase eachother, then drink.

Kaladin: How do you win?