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Though this statement leads away from the prospect of [[Jasnah Knolin]] being the author, it gives evidence that [[Taravangian]] is the author, due to his fluctuating level of intelligence.
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Though this statement leads away from the prospect of [[Jasnah Kholin]] being the author, it gives evidence that [[Taravangian]] is the author, due to his fluctuating level of intelligence.
   
 
== Preface ==
 
== Preface ==

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Oathbringer
Related to Knights Radiant
World of Origin Roshar
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Oathbringer, My Glory and My Shame is a book written in the year 1174 in the Rosharan Era of Solitude, following the battle for Thaylen City. It is a record of Dalinar's life and journey.

Author Speculation

Though the author or the book is unknown, many theory’s speculate that the author was either Dalinar Kholin himself, or Taravangian. Some readers have completely ruled out Jasnah Kholin as a possible author, due to the fact that she would never say that others are smarter than her.

I have no doubt that you are smarter than I am.

—Preface to "Oathbringer"

Though this statement leads away from the prospect of Jasnah Kholin being the author, it gives evidence that Taravangian is the author, due to his fluctuating level of intelligence.

Preface

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I'm certain some will feel threatened by this record. Some few may feel liberated. Most will simply feel that it should not exist. I needed to write it anyway. I know that many women who read this will see it only as further proof that I am the godless heretic everyone claims. I can point to the moment when I decided for certain this record had to be written. I hung between realms, seeing into Shadesmar—the realm of the spren—and beyond. I thought that I was surely dead. Certainly, some who saw further than I did thought I had fallen. I did not die. I experienced something worse. That moment notwithstanding, I can honestly say this book has been brewing in me since my youth. The sum of my experiences has pointed at this moment. This decision. Perhaps my heresy stretches back to those days in my childhood, where these ideas began. I ask not that you forgive me. Nor that you even understand. I ask only that you read or listen to these words. In this record, I hold nothing back. I will try not to shy away from difficult topics, or paint myself in a dishonestly heroic light. I will express only direct, even brutal, truth. You must know what I have done, and what those actions cost me. For in this comes the lesson. It is not a lesson I claim to be able to teach. Experience herself is the great teacher, and you must seek her directly. You cannot have a spice described to you, but must taste it for yourself. However, with a dangerous spice, you can be warned to taste lightly. I would that your lesson may not be as painful as my own. I am no storyteller, to entertain you with whimsical yarns. I am no philosopher, to intrigue you with piercing questions. I am no poet, to delight you with clever allusions. I have no doubt that you are smarter than I am. I can only relate what happened, what I have done, and then let you draw conclusions. I will confess my murders before you. Most painfully, I have killed someone who loved me dearly. I will confess my heresy. I do not back down from the things I have said, regardless of what the ardents demand. Finally, I will confess my humanity. I have been named a monster, and do not deny those claims. I am the monster that I fear we all can become. So sit back. Read, or listen, to someone who has passed between realms. Listen to the words of a fool. If they cannot make you less foolish, at least let them give you hope. For I, of all people, have changed.

—Preface to "Oathbringer"

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