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



GENERAL RP INFORMATION:
Forum Rules
The Story Thus Far
Character Application
Frequently Asked Questions
Character System Guide
Tagging System

THE WORLD OF MISTBORN:
The Three Metallic Arts
Guide to the Final Empire
Map of Luthadel
The Great Houses

OUT OF CHARACTER:
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

Strolling Through the Square

W1 D4 MA Eriaan Oravelia Ewing Azoth Urbain Camille Deveaux

15 replies to this topic

#1 Eriaan

224
Member of Lucille Deveaux's Book Club

Posted 05 June 2009 - 01:44 AM

It was a warm afternoon, and Eriaan had decided to spend the afternoon eavesdropping. She was wearing a pale green gown made of a lighter fabric to try to keep her from sweating too much. But it didn't seem to be working well. Eriaan felt uncomfortable, and was actually using her fan today; generally she only carried it around because that's what most noblewomen did. The ash was falling lightly today, which was good for Eriaan because she hadn't thought to bring a hat or shawl to keep the ash off of her. Her hair was curled in large waves, and pulled half back with a ribbon that matched her gown.

She walked at a steady pace through Ahlstrom Square, a common gathering and meeting place for nobles. Her tin was turned on, allowing her to hear many of the conversations going on around the square even though most of the participants were at least twenty feet away from her. At the moment, there wasn't anything particularly interesting being discussed. Mostly the conversations were just about the last ball and the 'scandals' that had taken place there.

Eriaan didn't feel much like sitting on a bench today, so she was making slow laps around a fountain located near the middle of the square. She hoped that she wouldn't be approached by anyone, but there was a high chance of that happening considering the fact that every time she had visited the square, she had been approached by at least one person; sometimes more. For now though, she was alone, and she liked it that way.


#2 Azoth Urbain

0
Skaa

Posted 07 June 2009 - 08:46 PM

Azoth sat on the rooftop overlooking the fountain, silently fuming. The two skaa he had been trailing had given him the slip, something not easily done. For the Lord Ruler's sake! They were only two skaa! How did they manage to disappear like that? As he continued to silently rage at himself, he glanced down at Ahlstrom Square. He stopped berating himself and focused his attention on the two women standing in the square.

He couldn't say with any certainty, but he suspected one of the two noblewomen down there was a skaa. The woman in green was just too out of place. She seemed as if she was trying not to be seen or bothered. She also seemed to be listening to something other than the simpering teenager who had just spoken to her. He burned bronze, and immediately felt the pulse of tin coming off of the woman in green. A noble Allomancer would have no reason to walk around Ahlstrom Square burning tin. At least, no noblewoman I have ever heard of would do it.

He quickly downed a metal vial, then checked his reserves. He had enough tin to last for hours of continuous burning, but he only had about fifteen minutes worth of pewter. He had barely any duralumin, but he only needed a small amount. He had recently depleted his pewtermind, and had only spent two hours refilling it. He twisted the plain pewter band on his finger. It would have to be enough. If I do this right, she shouldn't expect a thing until it's too late. Perhaps this day will not have been a waste after all. With that final thought, Azoth stood and walked to the edge of the rooftop. With a small smile, hee dropped down into the square.
user posted image

Art by Inkthinker

No one expects the Luthadel Inquisition!

#3 Camille Deveaux


  • Daughter of Lord Deveaux

562
Atium Chandelier
  • Age18

  • Relationship StatusSingle

  • OriginLuthadel

  • Allomantic StatusHidden

Posted 07 June 2009 - 11:57 PM

Camille idly glided across Ahlstrom Square, exchanging pleasantries with anyone who came close enough but generally declining to partake in any particularly in-depth conversation. Her dark green gown rustled as she moved gracefully about the square; its color and cut reflecting a simple, reserved elegance while the quality and amount of fabric still managed to advertise her station. A lace fan fluttered idly in her hands as she let her eyes wander around the square, trying to decide if there was anyone she wanted to approach.

She had considered burning Bronze just on the off-chance that someone nearby would be using Allomancy - knowing who was an Allomancer and who wasn't was always an advantage - but had eventually decided against it. Even with Copper, her instincts told her to hold off for a bit.

And, as usual, those instincts proved true. Camille caught movement out of the corner of her eye, and she turned just in time to notice a Steel Inquisitor landing in the square. She didn't bother wondering where the thing had come from; Inquisitors had.... strange abilities. Burning metals around them always put Camille on edge, despite the fact that - unlike the skaa - it was perfectly legal for her to be an Allomancer. Especially in a setting like this - Camille didn't exactly relish the idea of trying to explain to an Inquisitor why she would be using allomancy in the middle of Ahlstrom Square.

But whatever the Inquisitor was doing here, Camille didn't want to miss it. In keeping with her assumed persona of a flighty noblewoman she made her eyes open wide and gasped softly in surprise, her fan fluttering ever faster in presumably nervous hands as she followed the Inquisitor's progress with her curious gaze.

This should be interesting.

Posted Image


#4 Eriaan

224
Member of Lucille Deveaux's Book Club

Posted 08 June 2009 - 12:29 PM

A frustrated 'huff' escaped Eriaan's lips in a quiet and discrete manner. The reasons for her frustration were plentiful; it was generally a mood that she tended to stay in. But the 'huff' was due to the annoying fact that none of the nobles-- none!-- were discussing anything of any relevance at all. Add to that the fact that she had brushed her gown up against a soot stained bench and now had a hideous dark smudge a few inches above the hem of her gown. Eriaan wanted to scream, though she would never actually do that. How unbecoming to a 'noblewoman' of her station! Instead, she pinched her lips tightly together and let out a deep, fast breath through her nose trying to calm down a little. It didn't help much, but Eriaan was smart enough to know that if she couldn't keep a cool head, things could go horribly wrong, even in such an innocent setting as this.

She turned to face the fountain for a moment, starring into the semi-sooty water. Eriaan heard a soft thump from behind her, only audible to her because of her tin. Odd that someone would be jumping down into the square, for that was the only thing that Eriaan could think of that would make that sound. More than likely it was some irresponsible noble Mistborn coming to visit the square. But something sent a shiver up Eriaan's spine.

She didn't turn around completely, simply turning her head to look over her shoulder while continuing to fan herself. As soon as her eyes landed on the creature, Eriaan felt her whole body tense up. She inhaled sharply, and her eyes widened in fear. What was that.... thing doing here in the square?! In all the time that Eriaan had spent amongst the nobles, she had never come across an Inquisitor. Why was it here? Could it suspect her of being an imposter? How could it? Eriaan looked just like any other noblewoman, and even though she was burning tin, that was perfectly acceptable for any noble to be doing. They often spied on one another, surely the creature was after someone else... surely....

Eriaan didn't dare extinguish her tin now. Doing so would only look more suspicious to the Inquisitor, who could most certainly burn bronze. And running was out of the question. Even if she did run, she was a goner. There was no way that she could out run an Inquisitor, whom she had heard were more powerful than Mistborn. Instead, she resumed fanning herself, and turned back quickly to The Fountain, She turned half way around so that she could watch the creature more carefully, and noticed that she wasn't the only one doing so. A lady nearby in a dark green gown had taken to watching, in fact most all of the nobles in the square had noticed the creature and were watching it as well. This could either go well, or could turn out horribly, horribly bad.


#5 Guest_Oravelia Ewing_*


Posted 09 June 2009 - 03:10 AM

Ora Ewing sauntered into the square behind her father just before the Inquisitor touched to the ground, peering through sleepy eyes at the other nobility in the square. She quickly reached into the folds of her stomach and turned on her copper, and then quickly burned pewter. She quickly perked up, and her tired eyes widened. It was then she noticed her mother and father entering a small group of others, and quickly broke away from them.

Ora walked silently around the fountain in the square, nodding to a few people here and there all the while thinking how frivolous this entire outing was. Although, she looked down at her dress. This is an amazing gown. The bulky gown was a deep maroon, and the top skirt was gathered up with feathers and jewels placed in the scrunches of fabric. The corset top was adorned with hundreds of deep red jewels.

Her footfalls were not the carefully placed movements of the other ladies of the court. She clumped along not really caring to keep up appearances anymore once she was out of the shadow of her father. Ora was quite a distance from her mother and father when the Inquisitor dropped down into the square.

Immediately Ora flared her copper, and kept it burning at a higher level. Though she showed no sign of surprise on the outside other than wide eyes, and a slight flinch. Ora was headed in the direction of the Inquisitor, but quickly changed her course. She made her way over to another of the noble women, one who was under her station. They were usually more friendly. She walked up next to the girl in the pale green dress and spoke quietly. "Have you any idea what this is about?" She spoke quietly and quickly. The Inquisitor made her extremely nervous and she did not have the care for pleasantries today.

She waited for the other noblewoman to speak, and quickly surveyed the square. As the most trusted servants to the Lord Ruler an Inquisitor would never come into this square unless someone had committed an offense against the Lord Ruler himself. Ora readied herself to flee should something happen.

#6 Azoth Urbain

0
Skaa

Posted 09 June 2009 - 11:13 PM

Azoth burned pewter to soften his landing. As he straightened, he payed close attention to the suspect. Aside from the initial shock of seeing one such as him, she did nothing that would betray her as a skaa. But in that shock, Azoth sensed something deeper. Fear. The woman was afraid of him. She was afraid of a servant of the Lord Ruler.

At that point, wheather she was a skaa spy or just a foolish noblewoman ceased to matter. If she had reson to fear him, then she must have done something wrong. Something that wuld make her afraid of those who dispensed he Lord Ruler's justice. The only thing he coud think of at that moment was that she was a half-breed, but Azoth could not deny that she could be what she looked like. There were crimes that would bring Inquisitors down on even the nobility. She may be a skaa sympathizer. There aren't many, even outside of Luthadel, but they do exist. She might have important information about the rebellion.

He walked slowly over to the suspect. "Excuse me," he said to the woman. "Would you mind coming with me to answer a few questions?" He waited to see the suspect's reaction. I wonder what she will do...
user posted image

Art by Inkthinker

No one expects the Luthadel Inquisition!

#7 Camille Deveaux


  • Daughter of Lord Deveaux

562
Atium Chandelier
  • Age18

  • Relationship StatusSingle

  • OriginLuthadel

  • Allomantic StatusHidden

Posted 10 June 2009 - 12:04 AM

Camille allowed a soft gasp to escape as she watched the Inquisitor approach one of the minor noblewmen. Yastrel, was it? Yes, Camille remembered seeing her at a few of the recent balls. Alea Yastrel. She hadn't noticed the girl out and about during the day that much, though she seemed to make plenty of appearances at balls. That struck an odd note with Camille, but then, most things did. She might have tried to convince herself she was overthinking the situation had not an Inquisitor just appeared - seemingly out of the sky - and begin speaking with her.

Either Alea Yastrel had done something horribly wrong, or she was an Informant to the Canton of Inquisition itself. One that just happened to chat with Inquisitors out in public in broad daylight. She couldn't help but sympathize with the woman just a little; Inquisitors were intimidating enough from a distance, let alone when addressing you in close proximity. Still, if Lady Yastrel really had done something to attract the Inquisition, perhaps she deserved it. Just like those poor skaa fools who thought they were entitled to use Allomancy just because some idiot of an ancestor of theirs hadn't followed the law. Honestly, just what was the world coming to?

But with nearly all eyes now on the Inquisitor and the Ladies he had approached - was that Lady Ewing, there? Now that was an interesting combination - there was nothing for it but to keep watching. Not that Camille would have looked away by choice anyways.

And after this, if Lady Yastrel survived her encounter with the Inquisitor, Camille would have a new object of interest. Today's outing hadn't been a waste after all.

Posted Image


#8 Eriaan

224
Member of Lucille Deveaux's Book Club

Posted 26 June 2009 - 12:30 AM

((Sorry it's taken so long to reply!!))

"Have you any idea what this is about?" A lady close to Eriaan's aged asked her quietly, but it was enough to make Eriaan jump. She was incredibly on edge, at the moment, and with good reason. From the looks of it, the Inquisitor was definitely interested in Eriaan. He had set his course directly towards her, and it was an incredibly hard thing not to take a step back. She couldn't even appear as if she wanted to run. Doing so would make her look even more than she already apparently did to this creature.

Eriaan felt her skin break out into goosebumps as the Inquisitor got closer and closer, and she was sure that her pupils were dialated with fear. She glanced quickly at the noblewoman at her side and felt a little shock when she recognized her. Lady Ora Ewing, a noblewoman from one of the Great Houses. It was definitely odd for her to be addressing Eriaan, but right now, Eriaan didn't care. In fact, maybe this would help Eriaan's situation. If the Inquisitor noticed her speaking to such a highly stationed noblewoman, surely that would help her look less like she was an imposter. "I have no idea what this is about. The whole situation is quite out of the ordinary," she replied quietly, trying very hard to keep her voice from shaking.

A few short moments later, the Inquisitor came to a stop a few feet in front of Eriaan. She half expected the creature's voice to be just as inhuman as the rest of it was, but it sounded like any other man. "Excuse me," it said, and Eriaan noted the fact that he was addressing her with manners. It might suspect that she was doing something wrong, but it obviously thought that she was a noble, or at least it considered it a possibility that she was. "Would you mind coming with me to answer a few questions?" Eriaan shivered at the question. Go with him where? Certainly if she left the square with him, her life would be over. So going was out of the question. If she refused to leave with him, however, he might take that badly and force her to leave with him anyways. It didn't seem like there was anyway that she was going to win this situation, and if she took to long to respond, that would look suspicious as well.

Unsure of what to do, she glanced at Lady Ewing again, hoping to appear to the creature that they were there together in the square. "Questions?" she asked, her voice threatening to crack, "Is there something wrong, my lord?"


#9 Camille Deveaux


  • Daughter of Lord Deveaux

562
Atium Chandelier
  • Age18

  • Relationship StatusSingle

  • OriginLuthadel

  • Allomantic StatusHidden

Posted 26 June 2009 - 01:19 AM

Camille had no need to hide her curious gaze from the others present in the crowd; almost all eyes were on the two noblewomen being confronted by an Inquisitor. She did, however, take great care to make herself look far more startled and frightened, playing down the keen interest that spiked within her. The Lady Camille would be watching out of morbid, fascinated, terrifying curiosity, not a predatory instinct to latch onto any information that might be of use.

She did, however, keep her Copper burning brightly and burn Tin just enough to hear what was going on. What she heard surprised her to no end.

"Questions?" the lesser noblewoman, the Yastrel girl, was asking in a weak voice. "Is there something wrong, my lord?"

Foolish girl! Camille thought. Of course there's something wrong if an Inquisitor is approaching you like this! Anyone in their right mind knew that it was suicide to disobey an Inquisitor. To try such an obvious delaying tactic meant that there was something seriously wrong here. It was quite clear that Alea Yastrel did not want to go with the Inquisitor, even if it meant angering the creature by not obeying its "request". That meant, of course, that she must have something to hide.

Cassi sure would have her work cut out for her tonight.

Posted Image


#10 Azoth Urbain

0
Skaa

Posted 27 July 2009 - 08:04 AM

Azoth was astounded by the sheer audacity of the woman in front of him. Did she actually think he would fall for such a simple stalling technique? She must be in deep, to disobey an Inquisitor. Odds are that she is not alone, whatever she might be doing. I should investigate this. If I let her go, she might lead me to a bigger problem. And if she isn't involved in anything, everything would turn out alright for her anyway. Azoth smiled, hoping to disturb the woman. "Nothing. Nothing is wrong. Have a nice day, lady." Azoth turned away and melted back into the alley. Now, to wait for her to slip...
user posted image

Art by Inkthinker

No one expects the Luthadel Inquisition!

#11 Eriaan

224
Member of Lucille Deveaux's Book Club

Posted 27 June 2010 - 01:28 AM

"Nothing. Nothing is wrong. Have a nice day, lady," the creature said with an eerie smile on his face. Eriaan shivered involuntarily and looked away from the disturbing face of what used to be a man. She didn't know whether she should feel relieved or not now that the creature was leaving. It felt too.... convenient, too quick, for him to be leaving after her response. She wasn't sure that what she had said was the right thing, though she wasn't sure that there ever would be a 'right thing' to say when dealing with an inquisitor.

As the creature walked away, Eriaan allowed herself to exhale a long breath, but she did so slowly and as quietly as she could. She had heard rumors that the creatures were more powerful than any mistborn, and if that was the case and it was able to burn tin, he would be able to hear her. But wouldn't the response of any noblewoman be the same in this situation? The creature would make anyone nervous.

Still, Eriaan needed to play it safe, but she wasn't sure if extinguishing her tin now would be a good idea or not, so she simply left it on at an extremely low burn. A sudden feeling of lightheadedness washed over Eriaan, so she carefully sat down on the bench just behind her, not caring about the fine layer of ash that covered it's surface.

She glanced around at the rest of the nobles still in the square, most were ignoring the fact that she existed right now, probably hoping that in doing so the inquisitor would not connect them with her in anyway. A few were still eying her, with both curiosity and what looked like disgust on a few faces. But at the moment Eriaan simply didn't care. She resolved to leave the square as soon as she felt it was safe. This had been a dangerous encounter and she needed to sort things out. Certainly her crew chief wouldn't be happy at all to hear about this, and more than likely, Eriaan simply wouldn't tell him what had happened. Ignorance is bliss.... right?


#12 Camille Deveaux


  • Daughter of Lord Deveaux

562
Atium Chandelier
  • Age18

  • Relationship StatusSingle

  • OriginLuthadel

  • Allomantic StatusHidden

Posted 27 June 2010 - 04:26 AM

Camille watched closely out of the corner of her eye as Lady Yastrel sank down on to a nearby bench, presumably just waiting until it was safe to bolt. Camille couldn't particularly blame her; many of the nobles in the square were scurrying to find somewhere else to be, much to the confusion of the new arrivals.

Still, the girl interested Camille. There was something odd about her, and while it was a risk associating with her after this, she had proven her worth to the Inquisition before. It was those other witnesses she was worried about. Directly approaching the woman would be awkward, as would be associating too closely with her. But perhaps....

Camille thoughtfully continued her idle roam across the square until she was within hearing distance of the Yastrel girl.

"Oh, dear," she sighed, "and today was such a nice day for a stroll, too. Honestly. Just what is this world coming to?"

Posted Image


#13 Eriaan

224
Member of Lucille Deveaux's Book Club

Posted 27 June 2010 - 04:49 AM

Eriaan was deep in thought when a voice that sounded incredibly close caused her to jump and flare her tin briefly. She blinked rapidly for a moment, after dulling down her tin to acceptable levels again, allowing her eyes to recover, then glanced over her shoulder at the young lady whom she assumed was the owner of the voice. The young woman was Camille Deveaux, a very prominent, very powerful noble. And she was alone. Was she speaking to Eriaan? That was a little odd considering the difference in their stations, but then again, if a noble from a Great House decided to grace a low ranked noble like Eriaan, it wasn't nearly as strange as if it was the reverse.

Still unsure if the lady had been addressing her, Eriaan replied, "I was wondering the same thing, my lady," she paused, feeling extremely out of place. Even with all of her experience in dealing with nobles, she hadn't had much interaction with the high nobles. Aside from her chance encounter with Nevan Venture earlier that day, she had never really directly spoken with one, only been allowed to listen quietly to them while being part of a larger group. And even that was intimidating. There was something... different about them. Or maybe it was just the way she perceived them. Either way, Eriaan was in uncharted waters today for sure.


#14 Camille Deveaux


  • Daughter of Lord Deveaux

562
Atium Chandelier
  • Age18

  • Relationship StatusSingle

  • OriginLuthadel

  • Allomantic StatusHidden

Posted 27 June 2010 - 06:57 AM

"I'm sure you are," Camille remarked wryly, still not directly looking at the girl. "I'm sure you are. Meeting an Inquisitor up close and personal could hardly be a pleasant experience, I'm sure." At last she turned, giving Lady Yastrel a once-over with her sharp, weighing gaze.

"Poor thing," she continued at last, her expression changing to one of thinly veiled sympathy. "I can't imagine what an Inquisitor would want with you, of all people."

Posted Image


#15 Eriaan

224
Member of Lucille Deveaux's Book Club

Posted 28 June 2010 - 01:28 PM

Color rose to Eriaan's cheeks as the woman gave her a scrutinizing once over. Someday she hoped she would be able to face a strong woman like Lady Deveaux without the overwhelming feeling that she was completely insignificant.

"Poor thing, I can't imagine what an Inquisitor would want with you, of all people." The young woman wasn't alone in her ignorance there. Certainly Eriaan was aware of the fact that the Inquisitors were always looking for skaa allomancers, or even just skaa that worked in the underground, but for a 'minor noble' like Alea Yastrel, there should have been no reason for the Inquisitor to approach. With her supposed station, she was little better than invisible to much of Luthadel aristocracy. Even if the Inquisitor had sensed her using tin, that wouldn't have been much of a reason for suspicion. Nobles used allomancy on one another all the time, especially to aid in spying on rivals.

Perhaps the Inquisitor had caught her trail elsewhere, but Eriaan doubted that. She was extremely careful about keeping up appearances and not letting her disguise be discovered. Regardless, there must have been a reason, and Eriaan intended to find out what that reason was eventually.

"I only wish I knew as well, my lady. I have never heard of an incident such as this in my time here in Luthadel," Eriaan gripped her hands together in her lap in an effort to keep them still, for they were shaking from the encounter, "Though I would suppose this must have something to do with the recent skaa attacks. The Canton of Inquisition must think that everyone is worth looking into. Why they chose here, however...."


#16 Camille Deveaux


  • Daughter of Lord Deveaux

562
Atium Chandelier
  • Age18

  • Relationship StatusSingle

  • OriginLuthadel

  • Allomantic StatusHidden

Posted 30 June 2010 - 05:42 AM

"Indeed, child, indeed," Camille mused. She found it very interesting that this girl had jumped straight to investigations rather than glossing it over by, say, claiming an increased Inquisitor presence in areas such as this was simply to protect the Nobility from further attacks, or to search out any skaa allomancers nearby trying to spy on the workings of the upper class. Did that mean she had something to hide that bore investigation from an Inquisitor? Or was her choice of wording a mere coincidence?

Either way, Camille intended to find out.

"Who knows?" she asked rhetorically. "Perhaps it was on the trail for one of those pitiful skaa fools who think they can use Allomancy. Have you had anything stolen lately, dear? Perhaps that's why its trail led to you."

Posted Image






1 user(s) are reading this topic

0 members, 1 guests, 0 anonymous users