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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.

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#576211 Mid-Day Outing

Posted by Marcus Graham on 05 June 2009 - 06:44 AM in Commercial District

"I guess that just supports my first statement -- nobody in Luthadel knows their place," said Marcus. "Out in the country, maybe, but not here. My family's estate is a good hours ride on horseback from here. It's nice to be able to get away from the hustle and bustle of the city while I'm not on duty."

Marcus sighed, being reminded of what he was supposed to be doing. This short time he had to sit down felt great on his feet, but it had to come to an end.

"And on that note, Lady Yastrel, I'm reminded that I am still on duty as we speak." Standing back up, Marcus turned to Alea and made a short bow. "Again, it was a pleasure to make your acquaintance. If there is nothing else I can assist you with, I am needed at the Steel Gate. I wouldn't doubt that the moment I left sight, the other guards were catching a little bit of shut-eye."

#554311 Mid-Day Outing

Posted by Marcus Graham on 04 June 2009 - 06:44 AM in Commercial District

"Marcus Graham," he answered in response to Alea's request for his own name. "It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance."

Even as he said those words, however, he recognized that there wasn't a lot of sincerity behind them. Marcus, in his personal life, away from Luthadel and the other nobles, rarely bothered with such meaningless pleasantries and social obligations. He assumed that he would still assist a young lady like this one just the same, but the formalities, the politeness, they just weren't his thing.

"I'm so sorry that those rascals got away," Alea apologized after she had sat down on the bench, "but I honestly didn't see which way they disappeared into the crowd. You'd think they would be more respectful to me. City skaa don't seem to know their place, do they sir?"

Marcus thought about it for a brief moment before answering. "To be honest, Lady Yastrel, it doesn't seem like there are a whole lot of people in all of Luthadel who know their place." Pausing for a moment, Marcus took a seat on the bench next to Alea -- grateful for the opportunity to rest his feet. "Now, don't get me wrong, I don't sympathize with the skaa, but I sure haven't seen very many merchants or nobles -- present company excluded -- who show more respect than the skaa." Marcus wasn't really sure whether he had excluded his present company because he meant it, or if it was just more of the hollow politeness he showed around other nobles. Chuckling, Marcus added, "At least the skaa will show respect through their subservience."

#537975 Mid-Day Outing

Posted by Marcus Graham on 03 June 2009 - 05:00 PM in Commercial District

And, just like that, Marcus was thrust into exactly the sort of situation he disliked the most.
Help her sit down?
Marcus had much more important things to do that to help some dainty young noblewoman find a seat. However, this was Luthadel. Her status, and the very uniform he was wearing, obligated him to assist this distressing damsel.
Concealing his annoyance, Marcus said, "Why, certainly, my lady. There's a bench over by that shop, I can assist you to."
Even as he took her arm, Marcus found himself, still, looking all through the crowd for the two children. Still, they were nowhere to be found. Marcus had lost them.
Now there will be no appeasing of that merchant, he thought with disappointment. He'll probably not find those two children, but he will see to it that some poor skaa suffers for this.
As he led her across the busy street, Marcus looked to the young noblewoman and asked, "Might I ask your name, my lady?"
He would feel more comfortable with himself if he had a name to pin the blame on, other than his own.

#509505 Mid-Day Outing

Posted by Marcus Graham on 02 June 2009 - 06:04 AM in Commercial District

Where did those two go?
Marcus looked around the busy street, searching for the pair of skaa children who had escaped his grasp. The young guard captain had caught them stealing from a merchant cart that was coming through Steel Gate, and had followed them all the way to Kenton street. Marcus grunted in annoyance as he tried to make his way around peddlers and patrons alike. He sure was going through a lot of trouble to catch these two skaa boys -- far more than usual.
Of course, this wasn't the usual situation.
Now, Marcus never considered himself to be much of a skaa sympathizer, but he at least had some concern for their well-being as living creatures. The merchant whom they had stolen from was furious, and was intent on seeing to it that they be rightly punished for their deeds. In the case of skaa thieves, even though they were children, that punishment was far from light.
If Marcus could catch them himself, he could, perhaps, return the stolen goods to the merchant, and let the children go with a warning. The return of the goods might appease the merchant, preventing him from insisting on the capture of the children. While thievery was a daily thing in Luthadel, the recent escalation of Inquisitor activity resulted in far fewer thieves getting away with it.
As he frantically searched through the crowds, Marcus inadvertently bumped into a young Noblewoman in a navy blue gown.
"Oh! Pardon me, ma'am. I'm terribly sorry. It's just, I'm trying to find a couple of children in this crowd. You haven't seen two young skaa running about, one with red hair, the other brown?"

#499479 Marcus Graham

Posted by Marcus Graham on 01 June 2009 - 10:09 PM in Retired Characters

"Marcus Graham"

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Handle : Marcus Graham
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Character Information
Name: Marcus Graham
Age: 23
Type: Noble
Gender: Male
Occupation: Guard Captain
Marital Status: Single

Type of Powers: Allomancy - Misting
Metals Used: Pewter
Degree of Skill: Novice

Hair: Brown hair; it hangs down to his cheekbones, but he keeps it pulled back behind his ears.
Eyes: Green eyes, with a fairly heavy brow.
Height: 5'11"
Weight: 186 lbs
Voice: Moderately deep and dry, although it tends to perk up and gain a bit of personality when he is speaking with friends.
Overall Appearance: His body is in good shape, with relatively broad shoulders. When not dressed in his regular guard captain uniform, he prefers to dress very casual, in clothing almost as plain as a skaa's. His facial features are blunt and plain, neither "pretty" nor rugged.

Special Skills: Reading, Writing, Cartography, Swordsmanship, and Pewter Burning.
Strengths: Marcus can keep his cool during intense situations. This includes the ability to keep his use of pewter very subtle, to the point that most people have no clue that he is using it. Although not the most charismatic, his skills in other areas of leadership are exceptional.
Weaknesses: His ability to control his pewter burning is to a fault. He struggles when trying to flare his pewter. Part of this comes from inexperience, and part of it comes from his instinct to keep his pewter burning subtle. He's holding himself back in that area. As mentioned, he's not very charismatic, and will often open his mouth at the wrong time. Among his friends, it is hard to tell when he is being serious.

In his professional and personal worlds, he is two entirely different people.
While on duty as a guard captain, he is very calm, serious, and, honestly, quite boring. Rather than having fun and making crude jokes with the rest of the guards, he keeps to himself. He is constantly analyzing the situation in Luthadel, even when it seems that there is nothing for the guards to worry about. He lacks charisma, but he does his best to encourage his fellow guards, and make them feel important. When in the presence of his superiors, he tends to sink into the background and go unnoticed.
In his personal life, Marcus is completely different. He is very mellow and fun-loving. He is not into all of the pomp and circumstance of noble life, and when he attends balls, it is not with the intention of strengthening any political bonds, or gaining favor with his superiors. He is usually there just to enjoy a good drink and a few dances. He relishes the time he has to himself, and likes to spend it on his family's estate, outside Luthadel, simply relaxing.

Marcus Graham comes from a noble family of little significance. In the earlier days of the Final Empire, his ancestors made a name for themselves as cartographers. Now, however, most of the Final Empire has been thoroughly mapped out. His father, Alastar Graham, now keeps the family business going by providing maps of trade routes, and the current demographics of the Final Empire's economy. However, Marcus's older brother, Victor, is out in the distant islands of the Southern Dominance, still finding the occasional uncharted island.
Growing up only an hour's ride by horseback from Luthadel, Marcus is not unfamiliar with city life. He prefers the tranquility of his family's estate, but does enjoy the conveniences offered by the big city. Although his family faithfully follows the Lord Ruler, they're far from being zealots.
While a young teenager, Marcus fell very ill. Physicians did what they could, but his condition only worsened. After months in bed, it came to the point where they didn't expect him to last another week. It was in that time that would have been the last hours of his life, that he snapped. He didn't even notice it at first, but he slowly began to recover. His older brother, who had snapped and gained the ability to burn pewter a few years earlier, suspected that Marcus might do the same while his body was suffering so. He had begun to slip small bits of pewter in with what little food Marcus could handle. Only three weeks after physicians had declared that the boy was as good as dead, Marcus was up and about, only slightly weak.
His parents, upon realizing that another one of their children was a Misting, felt it was best to keep such information to themselves, and encouraged Marcus to be cautious in how he used his abilities.
As he reached adulthood, Marcus joined the Luthadel garrison, and after a year, his father was able to use what little political influence he had to get Marcus a position as a low-ranking guard captain at the Steel Gate.

Roleplay Sample
Marcus Graham watched the carriage with a wary eye as it rolled on through the Steel Gate. The rickety old carriage, pulled by a single horse, driven by an old skaa with a hunched back, made a distinct jingle as it bounced along the cobblestone road. One didn't have to be a Tineye to recognize the sound of an abundance of boxings.
Marcus signaled to two of his guards, Edwyn and Harold, and they motioned for the carriage to stop. As Marcus walked across the cobblestone to the carriage, he noticed that the red sun would soon be setting. The mists would soon be upon the ash-laden city of Luthadel.
And I'll be done for the night. he thought with a grin.
"Is something the matter?" asked a portly merchant, poking his head out of the carriage window.
"We just need to check your cargo, sir," answered Marcus.
Keeping a straight face, the merchant replied, "Go right ahead."
Dusting the ash off of the back of the carriage, Edwyn opened the small storage area, to reveal two boxes that filled the whol back of the carriage. Checking inside, Marcus found them both full of boxings.
"That's an awful lot of boxings, sir," commented Marcus.
"I'm just delivering it to the Canton of Finance Headquarters, that's all."
"I mean no offense, but I'd expect a man with this much wealth to be traveling in a slightly better carriage."
Snorting at Marcus's remark, the merchant replied, "Well, perhaps some of us have better things to invest our money in than a fancy carriage."
Marcus shrugged. "Perhaps. You can go."
As the carriage rolled on down the road, Marcus turned to Harold.
"I want you to keep an eye on that carriage for the rest of the night. Report to me or Captain Flatweather of any suspicious activity you see."
"Yes, sir."
As Harold left in pursuit of the carriage, Marcus looked back out at the sky. The sun was nearly set.
And, thank the Lord Ruler, I'm about done tonight.