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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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Rebellion Smoker #1

Skaa

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#1 KChan

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Lord Prelan

Posted 05 January 2013 - 07:43 AM

Name: None specified. Just make it a believable skaa name.
Age: 17-22
Gender:Male
Powers: Smoker
Role: Smoker for the skaa rebellion, soon-to-be cobbler's apprentice

Other Pertinent Information: This character must have already Snapped and been recruited into the rebellion. It can be as recent as you want it to be, as long as it's already happened. After being accepted, the character will be assigned to work at a safehouse run by the skaa cobbler Darnam, acting as both an apprentice and a Smoker. This assignment will be given in actual RP, so don't include that part in the character's history.

Approve Before Accepting?: No

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#2 Lyrebon

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Steward in Training

Posted 05 January 2013 - 09:51 PM

Assuming this is an open application form?

This is something I came up with in the past few minutes. It could do with a little tweaking but if it's not accepted in this instance I'd like to take it on anyway, later, when I decide to write something outside of Valoren or Araede :P


Name:: Verdant
Age: 19
Gender: Male

Verdant Snapped at a relatively young age in his teens but never reconciled with his powers, being ignorant of their true potential and his lack of knowledge on Allomancy. Being a Smoker didn't afford him much discernible evidence for what he was either, and he didn't discover his abilities until he was recruited into the "Rebellion."

Still, Verdant regarded his abilities as something taboo, something no skaa was allowed to possess; they are the servants of the nobility and should not be capable of such feats of power. His training has been met with resistance to his adamancy that their rebellion is wrong, but he is also morbidly - against his perceived nature - curious and starting to doubt their - the skaa's - role in the Final Empire.

Who were this rebellious lot that decided they had a right beyond the Lord Ruler? Slowly, but surely, Verdant is finally lifting his head to the tragedies of his world and realising his own world view was biased by his own fear and set mental prejudices. It is difficult for him to envision a life any different to the one he's grown up in: parentless and left to fend for himself after being cast aside when his family was accused of treachery.

At the young age he was it required most of his formative years for him to overcome his naivety and figure out for himself why his father hid him in the shadows on the door-step of a skaa merchant's house. The proprietor had raised Verdant until he'd run away after realising they weren't his real parents. From then he observed how the Final Empire worked from the streets, coming to his philosophy while stealing a loaf of bread to eat that this was where skaa were meant to be. Skaa would let other skaa starve while he saw nothing but generosity between the nobility that he mistook for wealth - he'd always considered a man with a few boxings "rich" and applied this to nobles, never having seen true wealth he thought the merchants selfish to hold onto theirs while nobles doled it out languidly. In himself he recognised a baser instinct for violence, and ironically accepted this as for why the nobility had to keep the skaa in check.

Edited by Lyrebon, 08 January 2013 - 05:22 AM.


#3 KChan

600
Lord Prelan

Posted 05 January 2013 - 11:30 PM

So let me see if I got this correctly: Verdant sees the skaa as below the nobility and believes the rebellion is wrong, and then throughout the RP he'll have to come to terms with his powers and his place among their ranks? (though it seems like this process has already started at least somewhat, yes?)

I think this is a fantastic idea! I'm curious what you meant about the timing thing though. If you adopt this specific character, would you want to work on him now, or wait a while? I really love your idea, but I don't want to reserve the adoptable spot for you unless I know it's actually an idea you plan on taking on. Lemme know, because Verdant sounds really fun! :D

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#4 Lyrebon

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Steward in Training

Posted 08 January 2013 - 05:24 AM

That is correct. He falls into the trap of his own ignorance and stubbornness to see it any other way. In his mind he knows the truth and doesn't trust what others tell him.

I'll definitely be taking this character on; I've interested myself now xD I'll be finishing Aurele up but Verdant is next on the list, for certain.

#5 KChan

600
Lord Prelan

Posted 08 January 2013 - 07:23 PM

Sweet! :D/> In that case, the adoptable slot is yours. I'll be moving this thread now, so feel free to use it for continued development and plotting. That's what it's here for, after all!

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#6 Lyrebon

13
Steward in Training

Posted 11 January 2013 - 12:03 AM

Just to show you that I'm doing something :P It's unfinished but nearly there. Maybe needs another two paragraphs to get him to Darnam's store and it's done. His appearance and personality sections then need doing. Any critique now would be grateful.




Verdant
Skaa Smoker


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Name/Handle: Lyrebon
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Name: Verdant
Type: Skaa
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Place of Origin: Luthadel
Occupation: Cobbler's apprentice
Relationship Status: Single

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Type of Powers: Misting
Metals Used: Copper
Degree of Skill: Novice
Status: Known to the Rebellion

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TBC

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Verdant can become rattled at times, often so distant and mistrusting of most folk his refusal to accept simple truths form an imprisoning naivety that defines him.

Verdant agreed to work under Darnam and the Rebellion for the chance to learn about his Allomancy. He enjoyed the company of Darnam, even if he never told the old guy. In-fact, Darnam was the only man Verdant trusted and he learned with an ear to the ground to understand his newly appointed profession. Though why he could trust the old man was a guess, his diligence to working as a cobbler fit with a desire to serve the nobility still – the people he believes who are those selected by the Lord Ruler to protect the people.

Being stubborn, Verdant rarely accepts what is true outside of his own judgement, and that can be wild at the very least. However, those consigned beliefs of social class seem out-dated now that he knows he is an Allomancer too, and it disturbs him that there's the possibility skaa could obtain the greatness of a nobleman while they still have to hide in the shadows. Only, he's believed those pre-conceptions for so long he allowed them to define his world, and stepping outside of that image is difficult; something Verdant is not willing to do.

While he still believes the Lord Ruler is akin to a god and the Rebellion's act of disobedience is morally wrong, he's asking himself why – if they possess Allomancy – are skaa not elevated to the rank of the nobility. Made bitter towards their kind as a result of his beating, he wants to know what sets them apart.

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Special Skills: Cobbling, pickpocketing, trickery

Strengths: He has little to go with in terms of abilities. Years on the streets have refined his pickpocketing skills that he seems to have a knack for, a dexterity with his hands that the Rebellion apprenticed him to a cobbler as a disguise. He learned several tricks on the streets and without going so far as to call it prestidigitation he has supple fingers.

Weaknesses: Verdant's refusal to accept anything makes him stubborn, some believe slow-witted as his reluctance to abandon his misconceptions might end with him in a noose one day. He has seen little of the world outside of his own district, let alone Luthadel, and is very jaded as to what is really going on.

Although he is willing to learn now, he does so with a heavy reluctance and animosity towards the Rebellion who dare oppose the Lord Ruler. His curiosity to learn more in general keeps him there, even if he currently disagrees with the movement. He also questions the wrong things, or doesn't question something at all, resulting in him being easily manipulated.

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Up to the age of thirteen Verdant was raised by a skaa merchant family of two when his real father left him at their back door as a babe in rags. Though he wouldn't have the up-bringing his father might have intended for him by leaving him there. His foster father was always too busy with work for more than a glance, his wife having convinced him to keep Verdant after being unable to produce a child of their own. She loved him, coddled him in affection, but it ultimately proved too stressful for her to raise a child.

She braved it out for years while her husband continually berated her for accepting the challenge. He was bitter towards Verdant for not being his own blood, like adopting Verdant was proof of his impotence. Having always had a bad immune system, the stress of running both a business and looking after a child finally claimed its toll on her. She died when Verdant was seven. His father couldn't bring himself to be rid of the boy, however. Even though he didn't agree with it fully he still respected his wife's wishes to raise Verdant.

He was not easy on the boy. In fact he demanded a lot of Verdant, expected more than was physically and mentally possible. Through his father, Verdant only saw cruelty, to him and to the skaa they passed in the streets. Nobility often came in to the store and fronted up large sums of money for services. To his reckoning wealth was a constant; a merchant could earn what the nobility did – his ignorance of the world extended even that much. The difference was where the nobility spent generously, Verdant's father kept a tight fist on his own.

To certify his awe of the nobility he once witnessed an Allomancer in action; a well-dressed man being challenged by another man only slightly less well dressed, in what seemed to be a duel. The first Verdant had ever seen. The former man had leapt around supernaturally and had been able to disarm the other man with what appeared to be nothing more than his mind. What power the nobility possessed! He asked many people of what he saw: some shivered and remained quiet, while others recited the legend of the Lord Ruler. This man didn't seem like a man at all, but something greater. A Sliver, one man called him. A sliver of what though? It sounded important.

From this and his further observation of the nobility he came to see them as protectors. They all have these immense powers, some just too humble to reveal their own, protecting the world as they did. Some had talked of a great evil the Lord Ruler had fought against and won; he must be a great man! Skaa were the servants that manufactured the goods needed by their protectors, and he was grateful to be given a role in this, seeming more enthusiastic with the work his father gave him when he turned eleven.

Asking his father about all this the older man grew worrisome, but Verdant ever the curious one pressed his father for more tales of the Lord Ruler. His father spoke in spite, even to those men he saw with great power; he called them Allomancers, men and women able to burn metal inside of themselves (however that was done). Curious to learn more, Verdant waited for the next gentleman to enter his father's store and bombarded him with questions. Although he asked politely and showed humility to one of his protectors the stately man whacked him with a dress cane, shouting about insolence and the “nerve of it all!” The cane continued to fall on Verdant. Confused, he ran from the store, afraid the man would never stop.

Alone and running through the back-alleys his mind working over. He'd never ventured out far from his home but he kept running, without direction; surely it was his fault the nobleman needed to beat him? He wandered, trying to clear his mind, into the hotel district of Luthadel. He didn't expect to see the skaa being trod on everywhere he looked. His resolution wavered, and in a moment of resignation when he tried to deny his eyes the truth that they saw, panic collapsed inwards. He Snapped; it was the only thing that could fill the void left by his quaking faith and stubbornness to accept only what he wanted to believe. With this new comfort he could continue to lie to himself.

The revelation almost broke him, but the quiet calm of burning something mysterious in the pit of his stomach calmed him, a light that focused his anxiety into curiosity.

Returning home, the nobleman had left but his father stood waiting. He shoved a bundle into his son's arms and told him he needed to leave, said he would tell the Ministry he had run away if the man had decided to report the incident. The man's lips quivered and he promptly embraced Verdant – the first true emotion Verdant witnessed from his father – before shoving him out the back door. He was thirteen.

For two years he lived off the streets, stealing back from the merchants to help his fellow skaa. Some of them formed a small crew taking to following his lead. Though he didn't really want to be a leader they appeared eager to follow him nonetheless. His orders had an effect with them that he grew bolder. But he didn't allow any of them to steal from a nobleman, for though doubts began creeping into his mind he still believed them to be righteous. How much evil still lingered outside the walls of the city that they were fighting against?

One day his friend, Barly, told him in confidence that he was having strange feelings. He felt a hunger in him that, when touched, people began to grow angry, or sad, or over-joyed, whatever but their emotions always seemed to magnify. Verdant noticed the same effect on his crew and asked if he could produce that effect on their next job. Barly was unsure, but was soon convinced to try. Verdant and his crew worked freelance and their next job proved life changing. The description was a small bank disguised as a tavern. They planned to rob the safe with Barly providing the distraction. However, when he started enraging emotions one man cried out, “Allomancer!” while pointing towards Barly.

Several of his crew were wrestled down trying to intervene and Verdant only narrowly avoided the same. As he did when he was frightened he sought that light that gave him comfort. Immediately a cry above the clamour - “smoker!” or something similar - and the men trying to grab him set him fleeing. Eventually capturing Verdant they knocked both him and Barly out and carted them off somewhere. In a basement of some sort the group of skaa kidnappers told them both that they were Allomancers. But that couldn't be true! They were not nobility, they were not a protector!

Verdant tried to resist the truth but they insisted. They even demonstrated that they possessed the talent. Verdant's concept crumbled. He'd believed his whole life- No! It was still true. His mind reeled over plenty of excuses but in the end he had to accept that skaa were not the subservient cast of people he believed. He would still clutch to his faith in the Lord Ruler although doubt imprisoned him to inaction against reporting the Rebellion.

These were a small faction of skaa seeking to oppose the Lord Ruler – when Verdant tried to object they told him many horrific stories of the nobility killing and torturing skaa simply because they could. They told him nobility only had to run in the blood but one didn't have to be noble-born to possess Allomancy. That supported his beliefs at least, but a new problem nagged at him. His parents had been merchants; so who did they descend from?

They placed him with Darnam, an old cobbler who owned his own business, because he wanted to learn more about his powers. He even visited his father, in guise, to learn that he'd been adopted. Well the truth was what he insisted and now he'd begun to believe his real father could have given Verdant the noble blood. Not ready to accept any other truth yet he set himself to understanding his role in society.

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(Omitted at admin's direction.)

Edited by Lyrebon, 17 January 2013 - 09:57 PM.






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