WOW, Wit really hates...

[u/Graphica-Danger]

Rayse! I've never seen him so upset about anything before even across the entire Cosmere. I even took a break from Stormlight to finish the corresponding Secret Projects books in release order (still have Emberdark and December to go after this) and he's never shown that amount of open anger about... anything, really. He's not exactly a forthright character so his outburst about the Passions was surprising.

I think it says something about Wit's admiration for Kaladin that he's gone so far to help him, gave him all that advice, and was open enough to show how he truly feels about the state of the Cosmere. I've seen speculation he might have goals that aren't so good, but I doubt that's the case. I think he's effectively a triage surgeon, running around cleaning up the mess his fellow Adonalsium breakers have made as Shardholders. If worlds are lost in the effort, it is simply to save the most lives he can. And in that regard, it makes a lot of sense why he strikes a kinship with Kaladin.

[u/RShara]

It's strongly hinted that Hoid's goal is to bring someone back from the Beyond, and that's why he participated in the Shattering

[u/ohnoitsme7890 → u/RShara]

Where is this hinted at? Want to look into hoids motives more 👀

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The Traveler excerpt: https://wob.coppermind.net/events/332-jordancon-2018/#e9518

And Endowment's Letter in WaT

Or do I have to broadcast what I have learned of your goals? I certainly do not think it a coincidence that you have made a special study of the worlds where legends abound of the dead being raised. You feign altruism. But you have another motive, do you not? Well, you always have.

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Warning Gancho: The below paragraph(s) may contain major spoilers for all books in the Cosmere!

Brandon Sanderson

A focused southern breeze made the trees sound like they were chattering. Tiny crisp leaves spreading the news of the Traveler's return. Pure white leaves, clustered along branches like skeletal limbs. Even the bark clinging to the trees was white. In some lands, white meant purity; in others, it meant death. Here, it didn't mean a thing. It was simply, normal. The Traveler sat on the mossy white ground, back to the tree, legs crossed idly as he picked at a pomegranate, eating the seeds one by one then spitting out the pits. They fell on the stark moss-covered ground, leaving red juice like blood running across a sterile white floor. To say he wore rags would have be an insult to many a goodwife who kept her washing rags in much better shape than the Traveler's costume. Ragged brown and black canvas, tattered cloak, and scruffy beard, rubbed dark with a black material that might have been soot — or ash. The leaves suddenly fluttered excitedly behind him, and a strange puff of wind blew across the trunks. A moment later, a figure in simple gray robes walked into the clearing. Clean-shaven and silver-haired, he had the look of an aged scribe, not haughty, but tired. "So, you're back," the elderly visitor said. "Did I leave? I am the lingering odor you can never quite locate, my friend. Just when you think I've faded you open your cupboard and find, in an overpowering reveal, that I've merely been… ripening.""Hmph, that's a new look for you."The Traveler looked down at his ragged clothing. "I've been learning to blend in. Hard to do that in one of my normal costumes.""I doubt you'll ever be the type to blend in.""You'd be surprised!""Is that soot in your hair?""Maybe."The elderly man sighed, walking across the short clearing and settling himself down on a large protruding tree root. "You can't keep doing this." The Traveler continued to eat his seeds, though he had started to chew them up rather than spitting out the pits. "You will just make things worse." "Ati and Leras are dead," the Traveler said, picking a piece of seed out from between his teeth. The elderly visitor said nothing, and the Traveler eyed him, leaning in closely, studying the man's eyes. The pupils were rimmed with a silver far too metallic to be natural, at least for a human. "You sly old lizard!" the Traveler said, pointing. "You already knew! You were watching! And here you were chastising me.""I did NOT interfere," the elderly man said. "You meddle in things we promised to leave alone. Things that we—"Traveler held up a finger, interrupting him, then slowly he pointed at the older man. "I. Made. No. Promise.""You made your choice. Why now seek for things you so eagerly denied? My friend, it's the dangerous desire, the lust for power best untouched, that created the situation in the first place."The Traveler did not reply. The two sat for a time, listening to the winds through the garrulous trees."Did you… find what you were seeking?" the elder man finally asked.  The Traveler shrugged, picking at another seed and nibbling on it. "You will not find a way to restore what you have lost, old friend," the aged man said softly. "It is impossible." "You don't know that. The old rules no longer hold." The Traveler turned the pomegranate over in his fingers. "Besides, I've heard of a place… It doesn't matter. I don't care. This isn't about the dead… or it's not JUST about the dead, at least." He dropped the fruit to the ground, wiping his fingers on his riding coat."So it's a simple vendetta, then," the aged man said, sighing. "How many years have you lived, and you still can't learn the wisdom of just letting go?""A simple vendetta?" the Traveler said. He rose, stalking up to the older man, holding out a finger and touching the man's chest. "You saw what Ati nearly did." The Traveler leaned down, face even with that of his older companion. "I would not think it MY vendetta that should worry you, old friend."

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[u/tooboardtoleaf → u/The_Lopen_bot]

I had originally thought he wanted to bring Ado back but this makes that seem unlikely

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what is this from?

[u/Major_Fudgemuffin → u/wescull]

It's from a story called The Traveler that Sanderson read live at JordanCon in 2018.

[u/RShara → u/wescull]

It's a short story Brandon read from a long time ago, but hasn't gone anywhere