Jump to content

The Lord Ruler's perfect capital city, Luthadel, is doing the impossible: rebelling. Skaa half-breeds are being taught the power of Allomancy, something that the Lord Ruler's obligators said only existed in the nobility. The enslaved skaa, with their murderous benefactor, now fight back against a living god's oppression.

So, the Inquisition was formed. The nobles begin to fear assassination from all sides. The times of nobility Mistborn killing each other are over. The Steel Inquisitors look for aristocrat traitors and insurgent skaa, and the skaa try with all their strength to merely survive. The Lord Ruler's perfect Final Empire is slowly devolving into chaos.

Read the full prologue!

Topics on the forum will contain spoilers for the Mistborn Trilogy

Forum Rules
The Story Thus Far
Character Application
Frequently Asked Questions
Character System Guide
Tagging System

The Three Metallic Arts
Guide to the Final Empire
Map of Luthadel
The Great Houses

Introduce Yourself
Universal Continuity Thread
The Timeline
Adoptable Characters
Wanted Characters
Face Registry
Open Threads List

Mistborn Series Brandon Sanderson
Allomantic Table, Symbols, and Cartography by Isaac Stewart
Luthadel Images: mking2008
Other Graphics: KChan at 17th Shard
Final Empire, Metallic Arts, and Style Guides by Chaos at 17th Shard
All original characters, places, and documentation are property of their creators. Do not reproduce or republish without permission.

A subsidiary of 17th Shard, the Official Brandon Sanderson Fansite

Lirian Vastinand

3 replies to this topic

#1 Talrax Vastinand


Posted 26 January 2011 - 11:48 AM

Player Information
Handle: Talrax
Contact Information: [email protected]

Character Information
Name: Lirian Vastinand
Type: Noble
Age: 24
Gender: Female
Place of Origin: Vetitan
Occupation: Tutor for Women
Relationship Status: Single

Powers: Allomancy
-Type: Misting
-Metal Used: Brass
-Degree of Skill: Advanced
-Status: Known

Appearance: Lirian is of average height (5?5??) and while she is not known for being overwhelmingly beautiful, many say she is very pretty. She has dark, flowing hair that has ripples like the surface of a newly disturbed pool of water. It goes down about two inches past her shoulder and is well taken care of. Her eyes are regarded as one of her most outstanding features. They are of the clearest blue, a blue that would be unnatural in any other form and, what she calls, a light burst around the irises, like when a door is closed and the light shines out around the darkened frame. Her face is made up of soft lines and looks slightly like a rain drop turned upside down, however her chin is more rounded and feminine. Her nose is smallish but fits her face well and her lips are full but not protruding.

Her body is slender and in a slight hourglass shape. She is by no means sensually curvaceous or tempting; however she is not plain in any form of the term. She is known as quite a beautiful girl but she does not do anything to accentuate her looks. She wears very modest clothing with necklines the go slightly under her collar bone. However, she likes to wear vibrant colors that reflect her personality: yellows, oranges, pinks, purples, etc., anything that reminds her of something happy.

Special Skills: Reading, Writing, Learning, Observation, Understanding Emotions, Consoling

Strengths: Lirian is a very adept young woman. She loves to learn. She also loves to teach, more even than learning. She knows several things from writing to science, from fashion to warfare. She can talk to anyone, to some extent, about almost anything. But her strongest subjects are that of writng and the feminine arts. She is very intelligent, loving, sweet, kind, and trusting. She loves people and always believes the best in them. She is an optimist. She is very good at reading people and knowing what is wrong with them, and these feelings she tends to Soothe away.

Weaknesses: She is very na?ve when it comes to people. She believes that people will always do the right thing in the end even when they have given her no reason to believe that. Her optimism often surpasses realism to the point where she will deceive herself into believing that only good will happen when it is obvious it won?t, and when it doesn?t she is crushed but continues in her optimism. Her confident and perky attitude makes her feel like she needs to Soothe everyone?s negative emotions away, injudiciously. Some find this to be annoying and insulting and therefore avoid her at all costs. She also has many underlying pains that she has not addressed and none but Talrax know.

She also believes that everyone desires to be happy all the time. While this may not seem to be a weakness, it causes her to Soothe everyone all the time. This puts her in a moral quandary. Should not people be allowed to feel for themselves and to experience their own pain? Well she does not feel so. She feels that everyone must want to be happy all the time, so it is her responsibility to give them that.

Lirian does not have many close friends. This is partially because she is so nauseatingly peppy, partially because most people do not like their emotions constantly Soothed, and mostly because she spends most of her time studying, learning, and helping people where she can. Also, she finds that she has an inability to trust people and be open with them, which, when added to that fact that she takes everyone's problems on herself, leaves her very vulnerable and and without someone to lean on.

Personality: Despite her morbid past, Lirian is a very happy and outgoing young woman. But there is more in her core than just that. She is actually very, very depressed inside, but she manages to cover it up so well, that sometimes she even forgets about all of that. When she does have to remember her pain though, she puts it aside, acting as if it weren?t there, and puts on a fa?ade of happiness. She loves to spend her time in the mists. They calm her when she is feeling down or when her fa?ade is cracking and she needs a respite.

She is a very smart and witty girl and she enjoys conversing about her many facets of knowledge. She enjoys reading, writing, and teaching the feminine arts above everything else in her life. They give her a sense of fulfillment that she can get nowhere else. When she is not doing one of those three things, she goes out into town and tries to help whoever she can. Although it would be frowned upon by other nobles, she tries to help what skaa she can by Soothing away their pain and trying to make their livesa little bit better. In fact, she even has quite a slight fondness for them. She finds the skaa to be very intriguing although she would never openly admit it.

History: Lirians?s story begins with the marriage of Evonn Vastinand (the younger brother, and only sibling, of Gerhard) and Surina Montablan. They were married eight years after Gerhard and Tarah and for no political purpose. They lived in Vetitan with Gerhard and Tarah in the House Vastinand. Together Evonn and Surina had two children, Pristan and Lirian. Pristan, the firstborn, was born two years after their marriage and near to the same time as Talrax. However, he died shortly after his birth due to a lung defect that caused his lungs not to be able to take in enough oxygen to feed his brain. Lirian was born three years later, at around the time when Talrax Snapped, with no problems.

Lirian was quite an intelligent child. She learned to walk at six months, was speaking somewhat coherently by her first birthday, and was beginning to learn her letters by the time she was potty trained. Even at a young age Lirian was upbeat and energetic. She liked to laugh and to play jokes on her father and spend time with her mother doing ?woman things?, but most of all she loved to learn new things. Her parents noticed this at a young age, so they asked a family friend, who also happened to be a tutor, to spend some time with Lirian whenever he could spare it. And so he did. Not soon after he started visiting, her parents noticed a shift in Lirian. She became enthralled with the man. She would follow him and ask after him when he was gone and when he was there she would spend all of her time with him: asking him questions and listening to the stories he told her. She now remembers how much she loved spending her time with him, although she can no longer remember his name.

Soon after Lirian turned four, Surina became pregnant with yet another child. However this pregnancy was nowhere like Lirian?s. Surina complained of constant cramps and pain, as if she were on her cycle, which had lasted for four weeks. Upon consulting a physician and a midwife she was told that nothing was wrong with the pregnancy itself and that it may just be due to the placenta attaching awkwardly. They consulted her to continue with the pregnancy. Months passed and still the pain would not go away. In fact, it worsened. Upon consulting with them again they told her that it may just be due to the baby sitting in a strange position in her and that there was nothing to worry about. They couldn?t have been more wrong.

Surina woke up screaming the night after her second consultation. Something was seriously wrong. The baby should not be coming yet. It was only six months into its term. Evonn was already up and helping her by the time Lirian made rushed into the room. ?Mommy! Are you ok?? she asked as her daddy was doing all he could to make Surina comfortable.

?Everything?s alright, baby, go back to sleep.? Her daddy had said to her, fear in his voice.

?What?s wrong with Mommy? Is she going to be alright?? She felt like her whole world was shattering, although she didn?t know why.

?I?I don?t know, darling?? Evonn looked lost and confused.
?I?ll go get someone?? She was cut off as one of the maidservants rushed in to help Evonn. She ran out of the room, tears welling up in her eyes, and began to look for someone to help her. She saw her Uncle Gerhard and cousin Talrax running down the hall toward her.

?What?s wrong, Lirian??

?I don?t know, Uncle Gerhard. Something?s happening with the baby inside Mommy.? She said forcing back her tears.

?Damn! Not again!? Gerhard had lost his wife two years prior birthing their fourth child, Marah. ?Talrax, you run and get Honren up and tell him to fetch the midwife!? With that Gerhard rushed into the room and Talrax ran off.

Lirian stood in the hallway outside of her parent?s room. She heard screams coming from her mommy?s room and decided she didn?t want to go inside. Besides what would it matter? Everything would be alright anyway, so she could just wait in the hallway. She sat against the wall and curled her legs up near her chest, wrapping her arms around her legs.

Several long minutes passed before the midwife came, looking tired and upset for having been woken up. As soon as she entered the room however, she stiffened and she ran forward. Honren and Talrax walked up behind her, both looking down, and while Honren entered the room, Talrax sat next to Lirian and put his arm around her. He didn?t say anything, but he just held her to his side, sadness in his eyes. That was when Lirian started to cry. She knew then that something was terribly wrong for if her big, older cousin Talrax was sad, then something must be wrong.

Time seemed to pass by excruciatingly slow as Talrax and Lirian sat there, his arm around her, and nothing seemed to be happening. Then they heard a blood-curdling scream and four people yell out in shock.

?NO!!! Surina!!! No!!!!? She heard her daddy yelling.

?Lord Ruler, DAMN IT! Not again!? This was Uncle Gerhard?s voice. She could hear his tears in his voice. Then a they heard scuffling and Gerhard saying, ?Get him out, Honren!? More scuffling and she saw her daddy brought out of the room by cousin Honren.

Lirian stood up and rushed to him. ?Daddy, what happened? Is everything alright?? She knew even before she asked the question what the answer would be. She had just hoped that everything would turn out?

?Lirian?my darling little girl?? He was crying, ?Your Mommy has?she has??

?Become a part of the mists, darling.? Uncle Gerhard finished his sentence for him. ?She has decided that she wanted to join the freedom out in the mists. But she wanted us to tell you something,? He bent down and scooped her up and hugged her really close, ?She wanted us to tell you that she loves you and that she wants you to be happy for her, because she?s always wanted to be a part of the mists. She said that she wants you to remain the happy girl you are and never let that go away. Do you think you can do that??

Soft tears fell down her face as she nodded her head. ?That?s a good girl, Lirian. Now,? he set her down, ?go give your daddy a hug. He is going to miss your mommy a lot.? Lirian ran over to her daddy and gave him a hug.

Years passed from that day, and Lirian grew into a beautiful young lady. She had surpassed many of her tutors in her studies and found them unfulfilling so she started to tutor herself by reading whatever she could get her hands on. The Vastinand library was not vast so she found herself making friends just to get into their family?s libraries. She was doing just that the day she Snapped. She was around ten at this time and although most nobles beat their children at the age of six to find out if they are Allomancers or not, Daddy had said that that is not the Vastinand way. If a child is to be an Allomancer, he said, it should be something that is found unintentionally, like a surprise, for surprises are much better than expectations and disappointments.

She had been walking through town, talking to one of her new ?friends?, asking her if she needed help with her studies, when an elderly skaa woman slipped in nearby alley way and yelled out. Lirian, being the young woman she was, ran into the alleyway to help the old woman; however, what she found there was more than she had bargained for. Four skaa men were attacking the older lady, hitting her and kicking her, yelling something about getting their boxings.

They looked up when Lirian ran into the alleyway, looked back again at each other as if contemplating the stupidity of their next action, and then stalked forward menacingly. She tried to run from the scary men but they were quicker than her. They grabbed her and pushed her onto the ground, asking what she had seen. She was crying and saying that she had seen nothing.

When one of the men gave her a slight opening, she dashed forward trying to escape, but again they were too quick and they grabbed her. She kicked out and hit one of the men between the legs. He screamed in pain while his friends pull Lirian back into the alleyway. Then the man she kicked came up to her and hit her. When she cried out, they taunted her, slapping her and kicking her so that she would cry out more. Then she started screaming, and that?s when the blows started. The men hit her so hard she couldn?t even fathom the pain. Blow after blow came and her mind started to go numb, feeling only pain and anguish.

That?s when she felt something snap, and it wasn?t a bone. It was something inside of her that had been latent for her first ten years that now came forward. Her body began to instinctively burn what trace amounts of brass she had in her, and the men started to lose some of their fire through the general Soothing. The stopped hitting her and looked at each other incredulously and then they bolted. They ran toward the mouth of the alleyway but they were too late. Lirian?s friend had run to get the guards when Lirian screamed out and a group of six guards had come with her to help depose of the men. Five of the guards grabbed the men as they tried to get free, while the sixth ran to Lirian and picked her up. Then she fell unconscious.

When she woke up she found herself in her bed, bandaged and sore, her father sitting next to her. She couldn?t move her legs for they were in some sort of cast, and her arms and chest hurt immensely, however something else was different from before. Not only was she in pain and feeling slightly broken, but there was some form of light in her. Some form of power that she could touch and then use. That was when she found out that she had the power of a Soother.

Years passed and Lirian grew taller, more beautiful, and surprisingly, even more intelligent. She was fifteen now and it was time for her introduction to noble society. She went to her first ball and found herself amazed at the grandeur of it all. However, that first ball also made her stop and think about the lives of the skaa for the first time. How can we live like this, when the skaa are downtrodden and dying in the streets? Why doesn?t someone do something. They may not be human or even comparable to the nobles but still they were alive and therefore deserved some modicum respect. She wanted to do something to help them, and that is when she decided she would use her Allomancy in order to provide them with slightly better lives.

Four more years passed in which she further developed her mind, her Allomancy, and her love for helping people. She found herself spending more time in the streets than she did at home: doing what she could for poeple, using her Allomancy, and providing a hand to those nobles in need. She also began to teach younger women in the feminine arts: dancing, wearing dresses, and have good courtly manners. She loved teaching young girls these things for she was able to see their improvement every week and she could see the good that it did for their self-esteems.

She loved her life with her father; they spent all of their free time together, talking and laughing, sharing stories and just enjoying every moment together they could get. He didn?t even mind that she liked to spend her time providing assistance to those she could. In fact, he encouraged it. He seemed to believe that if Lirian felt that she needed to help people that she should do it and maybe she could even better herself by doing so.

It was at the peak of her happiness that yet another terrible thing happened. Uncle Gerhard died, and although he had not done much lately and Talrax had been carrying the house, it had been positive morale for the house to have a living head. Her own father, who had always looked up to and loved his older brother deeply, was thrown into despair. He lost much of his playfulness and fire that he had contained before. Lirian tried to talk to him about it and all he said was, ?He was what had kept me sane?all those years ago?? and that?s it. She tried to distract him but nothing worked.
She devoted her life to her father after that. Seeing to him and fruitlessly trying to cheer him up.

Evonn never got better. He had lost everyone in his family though, so it made sense. His parents had both died years ago in a canal boat raid, his sister, Larell, had died from sickness, his only son had died right after birth, his wife during birth, and now his brother from sickness and depression. All he had left was Lirian, and who knew how long that would last? Their family seemed to be cursed. Everyone had died from something or other, none living to see a natural death.

His mind began to break as all of this death rotted the core of the man who he used to be. Lirian tried her best to save him, but she found he worsened day by day. When she found him with a knife up against his chest one day, she decided that she would never leave his side, even at night. She slept on the ground next to his bed, lying awake for as long as she could each night, waking up early every morning to make sure he was still ok.

This went on for a year, until one night when she fell asleep and didn?t wake up until the early afternoon, due to the stress of having pushed her body with minimal amounts of sleep. Her father was gone when she woke up and upon frantically looking for him she found a note that said simply, I have gone the way of the mists. This broke Lirian?s heart. She cried for days, all that had mattered in her life was gone, and now she had nothing. She was shattered, her happiness thrown into the pits of despair, her life broken like a stained glass window that had been hit by a rock. She was nothing but an empty shell and she felt herself going into her own personal hell. Then Talrax found her and he sat with her, as he had all those years ago, and he put his arm around her. He spoke no words but Lirian found comfort in his just being there. Talrax saved her that day. Saved her from the same doom her father fell to.

Things were hard for Lirian after that point. The solace she had thought she had found in her mother?s death was now shattered and she began to question her worth. Why did Daddy killed himself? Am I not good enough for him to have a reason to stay alive? What did I do wrong? These thoughts, and many like them, would consume her every day. She found it hard to be happy after all the pain that she had had in her life. After all the suffering she could not find a way to be happy.

It wasn?t until several months later that she remembered the simple lie that her Uncle Gerhard had told her. ?She has become a part of the mists.? A lie that she had since known to be untrue, but why had he told it to her? Why had he not just told her that her mother was dead? Doesn?t even a child deserve the truth? And as she pondered his reasoning, an answer occurred to her; maybe he wanted her to have something by which she could find solace, a respite to the pain, a way to just let it all go and feel that feeling of comfort again; that comfort may be a lie, just a false statement to help console a little girl, but at least it was something in the midst of all this.

And with that lie she did indeed find some modicum of comfort once more. She found with it the ability to go on, to strive forward and a reason to live. As more time passed, Lirian grew to be happy once more, never to the extent that she once had been, but sometimes she even found herself forgetting about the pain. And as the years passed she found a way to move on, found that helping people, being of service helped console her through all her pain. As the famous philosopher Terbal Entinesi said, Only a life lived for others is a life worth living. And with that quote in mind, and with a mask of happiness on her face, she found a way to live on despite her pain; through service to others.

She is now twenty-four.

Roleplay Sample

Lirian stood in the mists. They moved around her, hugging her, brushing her cheek, rubbing her arm, giving her the support she needed at the moment. Sometimes when she was out in the mists she could even hear them telling her everything was alright, reminding her that her parents would always be in her presence. She could almost feel her parents with her at times. It was as if they truly had become part of the mists. As if the lie were actually truth and they were right here, standing beside her, holding her, caressing her, and loving her as they once had. She knew it was a lie, but she couldn?t help but feel?happy again when she was in the mists.

?Lirian?? It was Talrax. ?Lirian, dinner is ready, if you wish to come eat.?

She did not turn. ?Why didn?t you just send the maid to tell me Talrax??

?Because I haven?t seen you in days, and I wanted to come and see if everything is alright with you?? He trailed off the way he usually does when he asks a question without actually asking it.
She turned, ?How do you do it, Tally? How do you just pretend that none of it happened??

Talrax smiled, ?Oh Lirian, come here,? he pulled her over to him and into a hug, ?Do you want to know how I really do it Liri? How I really make it all go away?? She nodded. ?I don?t. It?s always there, bubbling under the surface, just waiting to boil over. I just keep a lid on it, Lirian. But it?s always there, and I always feel it.?

?Talrax, that?s not really helping me.? He never really had been all that good at being a comforter. He always seemed to say the thing that she didn?t want to hear. Why couldn?t he have said something like ?It all gets better someday, Lirian.?, ?Having good friends will make all of your pain go away.? or even something like, ?Here, Lirian, take this bottle of wine and drown your problems in it. That?s what I do.?? But that just wasn?t his way and she knew it. He was very honest and practical (and doesn?t drink) so of course asking him to be the comforter wouldn?t be the best choice. She was the one who burned brass, not him.

Sometimes she wished she could use it on herself, Soothe her own troubled emotions, but then again that was kind of what she did by being happy all the time. She dampened all of her other emotions and let the only one left, happiness, consume her. But it was exhausting work that. It took all of her energy to pretend that she had no worries and no cares, but she did do an exceptionally good job at it. Most people wouldn?t ever know that Lirian had all the problems she does just by looking at her face and talking to her in passing. In fact, she was almost certain that no one knew about what she went through other than Talrax and Kuowem, their Terrisman Steward.

She stood in Talrax?s arms for a moment longer, enjoying the comfort they gave her and then she pulled back to look at him. She had to crane her neck to see his face. He really is a big man. He was a foot taller than Lirian and she felt like a child when in comparison to him. Maybe that was why she felt so comforted in her arms?or maybe it was because he looked strikingly similar to?

?Hey, Talrax,? she pulled out of his arms and went back to where she had been standing, still facing him, ?Why did your dad lie to me all those years ago? About my mom dying?
Talrax laughed just slightly. ?You wouldn?t believe me if I told you.?

?What? Why??

?He told me it was because it was something he had always believed. He believed that when you die that your spirit, your?essence becomes a part of the mists.?

Lirian felt skeptical, ?Why did he believe that??

?He tried to explain it to me once. He said, ?Have you ever noticed that the mists float around in discordance? Never really following the same order or pattern? Not even really like one part of the mist is related to another?? ?No Dad, not really.? I had said. ?Well look at it sometime, son. It?s very intriguing. Also, you?ll notice that if someone is burning a metal, it seems attracted or repelled by them. I think that?s because the dead like good people and stay away from the bad.? Now I have still never seen that last thing my dad said about it being repelled by the bad, but I find myself more and more convinced that there?s some truth to what he said.?

?So you?re delusional, too, huh??

Talrax chuckled at that.?It?s not about being delusioned,

Lirian laughed at that, ?Delusioned, Talrax? I?m pretty sure that?s not a word.?

Talrax looked at her with a smile,?Did you understand what I meant??

?Yeah, but??

?Then it?s a word. Regardless, it?s not about being deluded Lirian. It?s about simple belief. Whether it?s true or not, it helps, it consoles, it gives us the strength to live through adversity. My dad always said that while the Lord Ruler may be our god, The Sliver of Infinity, that he still believed that our dead became the mists. It gave him hope.? He paused for a minute. ?Do you know what happened to our grandparents, Lirian??

?Yeah, they were killed on a canal boat during a raid. Dad and Uncle Gerhard were really young.?

?They were just slightly younger than us, Lirian. In fact, my dad was twenty-two when they died, the age I was when he died. And look how far they came? My dad used the hope that this false belief gave him, hope for the future and for better things, and look where we are now. We are a successful house in the Southern Dominance, with hopes of soon moving up to Luthadel. We are successful and, not just that, we are alive. That really says something to me. And so to answer your question from earlier, I guess that?s how I get through it all: the pain, the misery, the sheer anguish, I get through it all by having faith in something my dad believed. Something fake, yes, but something that gives me hope and comfort.? He paused again for a second, lost in thought. Then he seemed to snap out of it, ?Anyway, Liri, the food?s on the table if you want to eat.? He started to walk away.

?Tally?? He turned around. She ran and gave him a hug. ?Thank you, Talrax. I love you.?

He smiled, ?I love you too, Lirian. Now smile for me, and make it a real one, not one of those fake ones you wear all the time.?
She smiled the best she could and she found that this time it was real. For once in a long, long while she was actually smiling. Talrax kissed her forehead and walked back into the room and out of the door.

Lirian stood in the mists a while longer. Letting them swirl around her and caress her once more. He really is a good man, my cousin. I?m lucky to have him. She thought about what he had said about the dead being in the mists and about hope. She thought that was crazy, there was no proof that they went to the mists?but, then again, who cares? That wasn?t what it was about. It wasn?t about proof or no proof. It was about just believing regardless of its validity. She stood there pondering his words and realized that she believed it too. She knew it wasn?t real but still, she believed it.

And as she thought that, she thought she could almost feel them, standing with her in the mists.

Edited by Talrax, 27 January 2011 - 12:26 AM.

<div align=center>Posted Image

Talrax Vastinand, Lirian Vastinand</div>

#2 Talrax Vastinand


Posted 26 January 2011 - 12:50 PM

Hey guys, it's Talrax, Lirian is one of mine, as you can tell, but I accidentally put her under Talrax's profile. Just letting y'all know. And if you need me to change it just tell me (although I don't know how) :) .
<div align=center>Posted Image

Talrax Vastinand, Lirian Vastinand</div>

#3 Talrax Vastinand


Posted 26 January 2011 - 11:56 PM

I made quite a few edits here. I changed her love of the skaa into more of an...interest in the skaa. I made her more fundamentally weak, giving her no one to lean on but taking all of other people's problems on herself. I took away some of her more oustanding features, like having an inordinate amount of knowledge. I made her more believable in that she is only truly knowledgeable in a couple areas of, writing and the feminine arts. There are other things that I may have edited that I can't remember. If so feel free to point them out.
<div align=center>Posted Image

Talrax Vastinand, Lirian Vastinand</div>

#4 KChan

Atium Chandelier

Posted 02 February 2011 - 04:10 AM

Hey! It's great to see you working on more characters so quickly. However, I do need to make a few corrections before we can move on. These are based on my education and personal experience in my former career, and are not arbitrary estimations:


Lirian was quite an intelligent child. She learned to walk at six months, was speaking somewhat coherently by her first birthday, and was beginning to learn her letters by the time she was potty trained.

A few things about this part of the profile stood out to me that I feel should be corrected.

Walking - This is not a matter of intelligence, but rather of muscular development and coordination: the average child does not walk until 11-14 months, some a couple earlier, some a couple later, but at 6 months, babies are just not physically capable of walking. It's how they grow.

Talking - Again, at this age, children just don't have the muscular development at this age that's required for the ability to talk. While programs such as baby sign language have shown that one-year-old children are capable of understanding language at this age, they have neither the muscular development nor the control to produce speech utterances of their own. Typically, by eighteen months, children can babble and even speak a few words, but if a child can produce coherent, fully-formed utterances at or just before two years old, he or she is ahead of their peers.

Letters - So long as you only mean the letters themselves, this isn't bad. Children at potty-training age - typically between two and three years old - can recognize signs and written names not because they're truly reading, but because they know what the writing is supposed to say. It's called functional literacy, and a lot of people mistake it for actual literacy.

Keep these things in mind, and you should be on the right track!

Posted Image
Posted Image

1 user(s) are reading this topic

0 members, 1 guests, 0 anonymous users