Collector of Oddities - A Stormlight Archive FanFiction
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The story takes place right after the events of "Words of Radiance" by the wonderful Brandon Sanderson. MASSIVE SPOILERS for the series!
There are myths, legends, and stories of the "Collector of Oddities" across all of Roshar. People say he's like a guardian who gives money to those in need from a magical wagon that drives itself. These are all just stories, however, he's never actually been seen...
Zez was just the scribe of a respected Stormwarden in Shulin, Alethkar, although the world is being shaken up by assassins, talk of the "Everstorm", and so much more chaos. She sets out with a band of Amaram's soldiers to find the person who killed her master but may find more than she hoped...
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Notes: Non-canon, of course :D
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