David Barrow

“The Yllish people never developed a written language,” she said. “Not true,” Elodin said. “They used a system of woven knots.” He made a complex motion with his hands, as if braiding something. “And they were doing it long before we started scratching pictograms on the skins of sheep.” “I didn’t say they lacked recorded language,” Inyssa muttered. “I said written language.” Elodin managed to convey his vast boredom in a simple shrug. Inyssa frowned at him. “Fine. There’s a type of dog in Sceria that gives birth through a vestigial penis,” she said. “Wow,” Elodin said. “Okay. Yeah.”
― Patrick Rothfuss, The Wise Man's Fear