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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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Ashriel Deveaux

The Lord Prelan Seer Obligator App Steel Ministry

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#1 Ashriel Deveaux


  • The Lord Prelan

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Atium Chandelier
  • Age44

  • Relationship StatusWidower

  • OriginUrteau

Posted 11 September 2013 - 06:04 PM

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Name: Ashriel Deveaux
Type: Obligator
Age: 44
Gender: Male
Place of Origin: Urteau
Occupation: The Lord Prelan
Relationship Status: Widower


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Type of Powers: Misting
Metals Used: Atium
Degree of Skill: Intermediate
Status: Known within the Steel Ministry


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Ashriel inherited many of the Deveaux traits, such as a slender build, refined facial features, and intense, dark brown eyes. His hair, were he not shaved bald, would be a very dark brown streaked with faint hints of gray. Though only standing at a mere 5'6”, he exudes an aura of calm, certain authority that subtly, but undeniably, demands respect. His robes are always immaculate, and he carries himself with straight-back assurance and graceful, efficient movements.


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Once upon a time, Ashriel Deveaux was a charming, energetic, ambitious young man. His charisma won House Deveaux many favorable business deals, and his many successes only bolstered his confidence. However, that brightly shining personality has dimmed considerably over the years as loss, betrayal, and harsh reality took their toll on him. Though he retains his keen social and political skills, he now practices them in a much more subdued manner. Gone is his ambitious drive; he now only wants to live the rest of his life in peaceful service to the Lord Ruler. Some go far as to even suggest that he did not want to be the Lord Prelan at all, and that he only accepted the post because it was the Lord Ruler's will.

Faithful and capable, he carries out the duties appointed to him to the best of his ability, using the talents of those around him in a way that complement each other. Though he is no longer the fiercely impressive young man he used to be, his calm but intense force of personality quietly but unquestionably commands respect.


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Special Skills: Administration, business, organization, networking. He was, in his pre-Ministry days, a very skilled duelist, and continues to keep himself in good physical condition.

Strengths: Ashriel is a skilled businessman and administrator, having spent his entire pre-Ministry life studying and putting into use the requisite skillsets. He is no longer blinded by ambition or passion, allowing him to look at situations objectively, without tainting his actions with selfishness. As he wants nothing more for himself but to serve, he is one of those rare obligators who is not corrupt.

Weaknesses: Just because Ashriel himself is blind to ambition or selfish pride does not mean that the others around him are not. His life and career are a veritable minefield of aspirants who would kill to take his place, sometimes literally. In addition, he does not take kindly to being manipulated, particularly with emotional Allomancy, and will punish any perceived attempt to do so with harsh and extreme prejudice.


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Born in the year 874 to the upper echelons of House Deveaux's Urteau branch, Ashriel seemed destined for a very successful career in the family business. Bright and eager to learn, he happily absorbed everything his father taught him. And though he failed to Snap, his talents in other areas pointed to a bright future for him and the house.

But his education wasn't only kept to books, of course. As is the norm for young men, he was taught the gentlemanly art of dueling, which – if it were possible – he actually took to with more enthusiasm than his favorite business lessons. And despite his overall calm demeanor, he quickly developed a bit of an adventurous streak as he experienced, with each new opponent, the exhilarating rush of exchanging blows. He was particularly close with is cousin Anden, who was close to him in age, and the two of them often set out together looking for new opponents and their next challenge.

That isn't to say he went out looking for fights, of course. Though he was more than willing to defend his honor or that of his house, the personable Ashriel viewed such confrontations as a matter of duty, not pleasure. He far preferred friendly bouts, and was known quite often to forge new connections and even settle business deals in the dueling arena.

He was equally successful in the social arena; his natural charm and polished etiquette – not to mention his status as a Deveaux – made him desirable company at any social gathering. Deveaux was highly pleased by this, and it was well known within the family that if Ashriel stayed on his current golden path, he would very likely one day find himself at the very head of the house's business in the northern sector. Even in public, it was widely known that Ashriel Deveaux had it all.

That was when he met her.

Her name was Camellia, and she was beautiful. More than beautiful. She was elegant, charming, intelligent, and everything a noblewoman should be. He had met his fair share of women, of course, even talked and danced with them, but no one captivated his heart and mind like Camellia. All of the others faded in comparison to her: Camellia Martel, the daughter of his house's archenemy. She was perfect, and she was untouchable.

That didn't stop her from catching his eye, of course. And for the first time in his life, Ashriel found himself oddly compelled to go against the will of his house: he began pursuing Camellia. She led him on a merry chase, but at the same time, made it very clear that she wanted him to chase her. It was a strange courtship – if it could even be called that – and gossip about the two of them was a hot commodity at court. Deveaux, of course, made their disapproval of the situation quite clear, but no matter how he tried, he couldn't break it off with her. Any time he even thought of bringing up his concerns when they found a moment alone, something would pull at his heartstrings, and the chase would continue.

Meanwhile, unnoticed by the court at large thanks to Ashriel's controversial relationship, Anden was secretly pursuing a forbidden love of his own: Madelyn Venture. Relations were tense between the former allies, thanks to Venture's alliance with Sureau, but the two of them were careful to hide their relationship – and thanks to the court's scrutinizing eye being focused on on golden boy Ashriel's indiscretions, no one paid much heed to the other relationship developing right under their noses.

It was, unsurprisingly, Camellia who first put the idea into his mind. She wanted to elope, and be together at last, but Ashriel wasn't so sure. They were only nineteen; maybe they shouldn't just rush into this. But Camellia was very convincing, and it wasn't long before he was pulled into the plan. There was only one person he confided in about his decision, of course; he couldn't leave Anden out of the loop. And he knew that if he and Camellia were to elope, that would be Anden and Madelyn's best chance too. And so the plan was drawn up, agreed upon, and the two happy couples waited patiently until the right moment.

It arrived sooner – and more fortuitously – than expected: news came one day that Venture had betrayed Sureau, attacking them with devastating effectiveness and wreaking havoc in the heart of their keep in Luthadel. The news hit Urteau like a storm, and while the court whipped itself into a frenzied firestorm of gossip and conspiracy, the four young people were easily able to sneak away and bribe an obligator to perform a hasty double wedding.

And then, of course, Urteau had a new firestorm of gossip to enjoy.

The involved houses were furious, of course, but there was nothing they could do. The unions had been signed and sealed, and annulment was out of the question. And for once in his life, Ashriel almost didn't care that he had angered his family. He had his beloved Camellia, and all was right with the world.

He had, however, fallen out of his “golden boy” status, and needed to work his way back into Deveaux's good graces. And so, facing disappointment and anger from his house, with his wife under constant suspicion from her new in-laws, Ashriel set about climbing the ladder once more. He found solace in Camellia's company, and sympathy from Anden, who of course was in a similar situation. Thus encouraged, the two put their talents to full use and quickly rose in responsibility once more.

Camellia, too, was working on earning her place within Deveaux. While Rosalyn proved her loyalty by working to forge new ties between Venture and Deveaux, Camellia pulled Deveaux women into her social circle and set about making as many friends within the house as possible. And just as had happened with Ashriel, her charms proved difficult to resist. Though she was still largely mistrusted by the leaders of the house, she was well-liked by the women and young people of the family, and immersed herself in the Deveaux life.

The more he saw Camellia being accepted by at least part of the family, the more encouraged Ashriel felt, and the quicker he advanced his career. This upward spiral was only boosted higher with the discovery that Camellia was pregnant, and probably had been since almost immediately after the wedding. In due time, she gave birth to a son, whom they named Antonin. He was a beautiful child, and healthy, and grew quickly. Ashriel couldn't wait to do as his own father had done, and teach his son to carry on the family business.

In short, life was perfect.

Shortly afterward, Anden and Madelyn welcomed a son of their own into the world, and named him Damien after his maternal grandfather. Ashriel was thrilled for his cousin, and the two of them looked forward to the day when their sons would be as close as they themselves were.

For the next few years, life moved happily on. Antonin and Damien grew up healthy and strong, and though Antonin didn't Snap, Damien did – and if Madelyn hadn't by that point completely redeemed herself in Deveaux's eyes, giving them a new Mistborn certainly helped.

It was around this time that things began to get a little strange. Young Antonin had always adored his father, but as he got older, he began behaving differently. Things began going missing from Ashriel's study when Antonin was near, and the disappearances weren't limited to harmless trinkets: important documents, sometimes containing sensitive information, began to vanish. Ashriel had no choice but to turn his own son out of his study, but Camellia protested, and as usual, she eventually got her way, and Ashriel lifted the restriction. Predictably, the disappearances resumed, and Ashriel's business workings began to suffer as a result. And he didn't need the resulting pressure from Deveaux to know he had to act. So one day, he left his study and sought out Camellia to speak to her once again about Antonin's disconcerting habits.

That was the day he walked in on his wife encouraging their young son to steal important documents and bring them to her.

Ashriel was numb with shock, and instead of confronting Camellia immediately, he simply backed quietly out of the room. She hadn't noticed him, he was sure; after all, she hadn't looked up or reacted to his presence at all. She was too busy teaching their child to steal from his own father.

He ran it through his head a thousand times, and a thousand times, the same question arose: why? Why would his beloved Camellia do this? He wanted to say it didn't make sense. He wanted to say he couldn't think of any feasible reason for her to do what she was doing. But Ashriel was too good at politics to blind himself from the truth. There was only one thing that could explain this, and it made him sick.

Camellia was a spy. Their love was a scam, and probably always had been.

There was no way he could keep this to himself. He went immediately to the head of the Urteau branch of the family and told him everything. He knew, of course, what this meant, and resolved to act immediately. He put the orders out to track Camellia down, and also sent a team to find Antonin and keep him somewhere safe.

They found Antonin first. He was lying peacefully in his bed as though asleep, traces of liquid still on his lips. And he was dead.

As far as the team could determine from how they found him, he had been drugged with laudanum so that he would be unaware, and then suffocated. It would have been gentle, had it not been a murder. Whoever had killed Antonin hadn't wanted him to suffer. In that moment, of course, all that mattered to Ashriel was that his son was dead – and a part of himself had died with him. The search teams, though, were all the more alarmed. It was all but certain that Camellia had murdered Antonin, probably to cover her own tracks. If she could so easily murder her own son, what else might she do?

The search for Camellia ended in a bloodbath. When cornered by Deveaux forces, she fought back ferociously, confirming their worst fears: she was Mistborn. And she was very good at what she did. But not good enough – though they suffered heavy losses, Deveaux Allomancers and Hazekillers managed to stall her until their own Mistborn, who had been searching with another party, managed to catch up with them and easily kill the now-exhausted Camellia. Their job done, what was left of the Deveaux forces dumped her body unceremoniously at the gates of Keep Martel and returned home.

After his wife's betrayal and his son's murder, Ashriel was left a broken man. Not only had this disaster caused him to completely fall out of favor with Deveaux, but he no longer had the inner fire that had once driven him ever onward and upward. His work suffered, he withdrew from socializing altogether, and lived the quiet, subdued life of a disgraced former prodigy. It didn't take him long to tire of noble life altogether, and so it was that despite being older than most new recruits, Ashriel finally sought refuge and solace in devotion to the Steel Ministry. It was only then, during the Ministry's traditional Snapping, that it was discovered that Ashriel was, after all, an Allomancer, just not any kind he'd ever heard of before: he was a Seer, a Misting who could burn atium. He was instructed in its use, of course, though the Ministry for obvious reasons didn't exactly give out large amounts of the stuff just for training obligators.

He joined the Canton of Orthodoxy, seeking what comfort could be found in forgetting his former life and devoting his entire being in faithful service to the Lord Ruler. Though he was a changed man, and would never be the outspoken, charismatic powerhouse he had once been, Ashriel had found a new kind of inner fire, and he pursued it relentlessly.

Because of this, though he never intended to, he found himself once again rising ever upward through the ranks of the Canton of Orthodoxy, until he was serving right underneath Gethen Sureau, the Lord Prelan himself. Until, of course, the day Gethen was held accountable for causing the disaster that was the Inquisition.

Now the Lord Prelan himself, Ashriel has to clean up the mess Gethen left, put down a skaa rebellion, and keep the Ministry running smoothly despite its usual internal bickering. He didn't ask for the job, nor did he particularly want it, but by the Lord Ruler, he'll do it to the best of his ability.


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#2 Comatose


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House Raisaal

Posted 12 September 2013 - 11:16 PM

Approved, pending RP sample. I'll wait for the second vote to move it though. I loved the history, and I'm interested to know why Augustin named his daughter Camille after Camellia caused such a stir, even if it was just a coincidence.

Anyways, exquisite work, as always. I can't wait to see the Lord Prelan finally in action.

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#3 Chaos

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Posted 14 September 2013 - 05:04 PM

Excellent! We discussed Ashriel and Gethen's relationship, so we're good :) I loved reading Ashriel.


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House Raisaal

Posted 14 September 2013 - 07:41 PM

That's two votes, so I'll be moving this now :)

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