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Kalin-FeruchemistCharacter application. Finished?



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#21 Thoughtful Spurts

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Posted 14 January 2012 - 08:13 PM

That, or he could be a psychopath that escaped the breeding programs after going on an Obligator-killing spree, and who is wanted by the law and decides to join the resistance after escaping to Farmost three years before the start of the game...

...maybe I am going insane...

Thoughtful Spurts

Characters:

Active:

Terris: Zincell (Feruchemist)
Skaa: Ema (Tineye), Laurence (smoker),


Inactive:

Skaa: Tiffany [WIP], Lord Donahue (smoker) [WIP]. Ms. Grantham [WIP]
Noble: Eleanor Hamilton (thug) [WIP], Charlotte Morel (smoker) [WIP], Kenrick Venture [WIP], Donahue Heir [WIP], Madeline (mistborn) [WIP].

#22 Kalin

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Skaa

Posted 14 January 2012 - 10:08 PM

Shame...I liked the idea of Kalin being one of the few non eunuch around, so that the line of feruchemy will be able to continue, until 'The Alloy of Law'.
Are you sure there is no way of Kalin not being a eunuch? It just seams too un realistic for all feruchemists to be eunuch. I have changed my app to fit more criteria, and questions. Is this acceptable?

Kalin


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Character Information
Name: Kalin
Type Terrisman. (Feruchemist)
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Place of Origin: Terris
Occupation: Part time thief though is considering full time. A medical adviser and doctor. Also runs a small apothecary, in his house.
Relationship Status: Unmarried, though hopefully this will change. Has a sister Talie. (Yes I am suggesting a plot line here ļ)

Powers
-Type: Feruchemist
-Metal(s) Used: All
-Degree of Skill: Novice for all metals but a few: Steel: Advanced. Gold: Advanced.
-Status: Hidden: A feruchemist and a keeper on poisons and medicines. Will work with the thieves and wants to bring about the downfall of the Lord Ruler. He is a keeper sent to observe the effects the rebellion is having on the empire and whether or not the Lord Ruler will fall. So far it is too early to tell.
Known: A young man with a seemingly limitless knowledge of medicines. He is always ready to help the skaa, and even assists for free, though it is considered polite to try and pay in some other way.

Appearance: Short kempt black hair. Blue eyes. 5'6" high. Medium built. Looks a little like a weasel. Wears black robes when traveling, as it helps him to hide and be unnoticed. Has a large scar across his back where knifes slashed at him once in a bar fight. Three years before. It took most of his goldmind to heal that, but he did not waste it healing the scares, and they made him look less Terrisman if he kept them. He has a belt with many wooden vials held in it, holding different poisonous powders, and stimulating herbs, as glass would break. Wood was more then effective for storing powders and herbs. He wears several earring in each ear, and pendent holding several light disks of different metals. He also has three rings on each ring finger. One on his right hand had a fake glass bead on. It could twist on and off, and when the bead was removed, contained a small needle, dipped in a lethal poison.
(Include height, build, hair, eyes, and their general demeanor in your description, in prose format - no subheaders, please, and no images.)

Special Skills: Reading. Writing. Brawling. (Skaa bars are rather rough, and it is not always safe at night.).
Strengths: Has a few contacts amoung the thieves. Is able to contact the Synod, though only on important matters. Holds a store of knowledge of medicine, poisons and the like.
Weaknesses: Hates the way skaa are treated and will help them if he can. This maybe in healing a disease going around or by more practical means such as helping the skaa thieves in there jobs. This keeps him occupied and causes him to want to actively get involved with the skaa rebellion and not just wait as most keepers do.

Personality: A kind man, who will help the skaa if he can. This gets him in trouble as he is mealy meant to observe how successful the rebellion is going to be, not go around healing the skaa. He was meant to not draw any attention to himself, but instead in helping the skaa any way he can. He is very loving and protective of his sister but she is away with the other keepers, but visits him when she can. Although she approves of helping the skaa, she disproves of him being active in the thieves.

History:
Kalin was born in the breeding program, and raised as a Steward for one the Houses in the year 895. He remembers little of his life growing up in the breeding program, and doesn¡¦t even remember exactly where it is. His mother was called Alteen, and his father Trekin. The fate of his father is unknown to Kalin, but he hopes to find him someday. When he was born, was that he was selected to be part of the male blood line to breed feruchemy out off the terrisgirls there, as the ministry thought he was not a feruchemist. When he grew older signs would begin to appear, and he would have been killed if he had been found. This would have been a very bleak future, but thankfully for him due to later events, this never happened. His mother Alteen was forced many times to have children, but it was only when he was 5 his mother had another successful child; a daughter whom she called Talie, but Alteen died in the birth. If she had gold metal minds, she may have survived as she was a feruchemist, but the program was very careful to breed feruchemy out of the Terrismen. They were not as successful as they thought: Kalin and his sister were both feruchemists. Had the Steel ministry know, they would have never selected him for the program. He was raised until he was 13 when he and his sister were traveling from Terris Dominance, to the Northern dominance, to be inspected by a noble, hoping to place an investment. (Consider if he or his sister would be of adequate use to the Noble family, and if there were any particular traits, as a steward in their house hold.) At least this was the cover story. A sympathetic obligator was very observant, and could see the subtle signs ion both Talie and Kalin. He knew that once the other obligators found out they would kill them both. He swapped the two young feruchemists, for two other Terris children who were soon to travel down too the northern dominance. There he could only hope the Noble house would accept the two of them.
While traveling down, they, and their obligator, and guards were ambushed by a large group of bandits. During the attack, many died including the obligator, but some how Kalin and Talie were able to avoid death or capture. A small group of merchants were going back to Terris Dominence. Among them was a Keeper. He could immediately see they were Terris children, and he too was one of the few to be able to see the small, tell tail signs of a Feruchemist on Kalin. He was on his way back to meet with the synod. They heard their story and took them with them. The Keeper, Jetik took them with him to be trained as a Keeper, free from the ministry.
Five years passed and Kalin came of age. When Kalin chose a subject to study, and store. He chose ¡¥Medicines and Anesthetics¡¦, to store and collect, and learn, for when the Lord Rulers end came. His first position was to go to the capital it¡¦s self. Luthadel. He was sent to assess how the position of the Lord Ruler, and how likely the various rebellions that occur inside will be successful. Most were crushed in the beginning stages, but during his stay, he soon developed a fondness for the skaa people and wanted to help them. After seeing all the poverty and despair caused by the nobles he wants to help the skaa as much as he can. He sent the occasional report to the Keepers saying how nothing really has changed, apart from the Steel ministry becoming more focused, but for him his prime motive was to assist the skaa.
The first time he helped was two years earlier. A man was drinking in a tavern saying how dreadfully ill his wife was. Kalin could not help but overhear and offered to help in any way he could. The man was thankful for his offer but did not think there was anything he could do. His wife would surly die of her fever, unless a doctor could heal her but they were far too poor. Kalin explained that he was a seller of medicines, and would be glade to look over her, to see if there was anything that could be done. The man was very grateful and took him to his house. Kalin could immediately see that she was very ill, just as the man had said. He tapped into his coppermind, cross referencing the symptom: the fever, the coughing, the paleness, the vomiting blood, the tiredness, and others. A few came up, but after close examination one remained. It was an easy disease to contract through poor living conditions, poor diet and lack of warmth. He got the correct herbs, and ingredients, and went about mixing, and mashing, and pummeling, and adding until he made what he was looking for. This he mealy added to boiling water, and gave to the family. Within a day she was feeling slightly better. In a week she could sit up, and in two could walk again. The couple was so thankful, but could not pay. Kalin did not mind. This was what he wanted to do, do help the skaa, avoid the unnecessary death that the nobles, and the lord ruler were forcing upon them.
His sister was proud, and every few weeks came and restocked his supply of herbs, liquids vials, and all the necessary equipment. The keepers allowed this, but wanted him to be sure not to attract too much attention. He was meant to be un noticed.
A year later a thieving crew came in to him home and gave him an offer. They were about to do a particularly dangerous Job and asked for some poisons or sleeping drafts to remove the guards silently. Kalin considered this, but after remembering the awful conditions of the skaa, while the nobles lived a life in luxury created a powder, that when burn made a smoke which would knock out a man for several hours. They paid him for his work and promised to give him a cut if they were successful. A month later a rather conspicuous package appeared on his bedside when he returned home, after treating a rather nasty infected limb. The money there would have made any man the happiest man in the world, at least for a few days before he ran out, but the sum was very nice and would enable him to get a few of the rather more expensive drugs. Along with it was note. ¡§Job went without a hitch. Drop by the ¡¥Skinned Rat¡¦ if you¡¦re interested in helping us with another job, or if you need something ¡¥acquired¡¦. It went so well that some of my lads have offered to buy you a drink, so come 'round anyway.¡¨
This perplexed Kalin, but he knew the Keepers would not approve of him actively assisting the thieves. But it was the noble¡¦s money, and he could use it to save the lives of many skaa before it ran out. A worthy cause if he ever saw one.
He went by and worked with the crew a few times, mainly by supplying various compounds and more then once helping the thieves that got wounded.


Role-play Sample

The slums were dark. Dark as the night sky, with the ash covering all light sources from the noble house¡¦s balls. The faint sticky smell of decay and despair lined the streets, laced with the bitter aftertaste death. The place would be fit for the lord ruler himself. Sitting in his throne, his immortal hands stained with the blood of the skaa he had, had killed.
Kalin was repulsed. The nobles either did not know or did not care and Kalin knew which one they probably were. The night was cold, so he tapped into his brassmind, letting heat flood through his body, warming him to the bone. He was on his way to meet with a thieving crew. He did not expect there to be any trouble, but he had strapped an obsidian dagger inside his robe, and his belt contained several pain dulling herbs, and stimulating powders. He had also spent the first few hours of the day feeling slow, tired, weak and thoroughly awful, but was able to resist it thanks to a small concoction he whipped up the day before. It was about to go off so he took it in order to feel a little more up to strength when he filled his metalminds.
The crew Kalin had first started to work for had gone into hiding, having ran into a little trouble with some hazekillers. Most survived, and they would contact him when they were back in business again. The crew he was on his way to meet was a different one. A rather successful one he had heard.
He turned the corner of the street, and a small tavern was there, nearly hidden by the rundown appearance, no self-respecting noble, obligator, or soldier would like to go there for a long time.
As he opened the door, a rush of warmth and light flooded over him. Kalin immediately stopped tapping his brass mind, and stepped into the warm, lit building. On the outside it may look like a run down hut, but inside, it was filled with light, laughter and hope. It was one of the few places which the skaa people felt safe, and un-persecuted. The home brew also helped.
He looked around the wooden building with a , hoping to see a few familiar faces. He walked up the barmen un hindered. The barman was bald, large: very much like a bear, who wasn¡¦t a bear. More likely a tall, furless bear with standing on his hind legs, and fondness for aged beer. He had two very muscular arms, and had just served two foaming pints of ¡¥Old Lucky¡¦ when Kalin came in. He looked up and smiled warmly at Kalin when he recognized him.
¡§Kalin! How are you? Here, half a pint on the house! You go to the back room there, and I¡¦ll bring it in with the others. Take your robe off, hang it up. If anyone touches it I¡¦ll rip there legs off, so no worries there. My wife sends her love by the way, she¡¦s making a full recovery. I¡¦ve never seen her so¡Klively.¡¨ Kalin smiled back at him, and gratefully handed him his robe. The bartenders name was Brekon Brick Breaker. So named, because he once put a man through a wall¡KOr was it a wall through a man¡KNot many people knew which, and Brekon liked it that way. It increased the popularity of his establishment. Needless to say, the wall made a full recovery. The same could no be said about the man.
¡§I¡¦m fine thanks Brek¡¦. Make sure you let me know if Siary feels ill again. I take it the others are in the usual back room?¡¨ Brekon was one of the few people to host many meetings at one time. He owned a peculiar building which some how managed to have up to four ¡¥back rooms¡¦. This not only increased customers, but also the rent. The crew Kalin was meeting did not pay ¡¥rent¡¦, they ¡¥redistributed last week¡¦s tax¡¦. Although no one could be sure if it was the ¡¥same¡¦ tax they had paid, the situation was like this. The skaa had property taken from them by nobles. The nobles had money taken from them by thieves. The thieves had property sold the skaa, and the circle goes one. Unfortunately for the nobles the thieves ¡¥redistribute¡¦ between 105% and 200% of ¡¥Last week¡¦s tax¡¦ the nobles made, even if the nobles did not actually make any money in the last few months. More depending on how deep their pockets are, and whether or not they can get the safes open before the next patrol of guards. It would probably be fair to say the thieves actually taxed the nobles, although the amount does not depend on how much the nobles made that week, but on how much the noble currently has on there possession. The thieves usually try to relieve that particular noble of that burden. Many say the thieves had found a way to breed money. ¡¥¡§This is ancient secret¡¨ they said, ¡§and is as old as man its self.¡¨¡¦ There is a reason they are called ¡¥Thieves¡¦. Although the redistribution was given to any one, it was given to ever the thieves needed a favor off. This is usually, either a room to plan their next job, or few pints of home brew. Both could be found at ¡¥The Skinned Rat¡¦ which was one of the reasons Brekon was so successful.
Kalin made his way to the back room in question, past back room number one, and back room number two, and finally past back room number three, into the final back room. Back room number four, indicated by the misleading brass number, ¡¥5.8¡¦ on the polished wooden door. Conversation could be herd from inside. A heated conversation. The type of conversation which would make a man be in reach of his dagger, before going in. Kalin did just that.

#23 Thoughtful Spurts

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Posted 14 January 2012 - 10:35 PM

Well, Female feruchemists aren't eunuchs :P . And as I said, you could make the guy a little older, have him be known by the synod since he was little, have him be accepted into the breeding center, and have him also be a psychopath that goes and kills a bunch of obligators and runs away to Farmost, where he joins the rebellion. XD.

That would be plausible... ish? Right?

Anyway, it's not all feruchemists that are eunuchs, it's all stewards. And since Terrispeople are not allowed to reproduce unless it's through the breeding programs and the only ones that can leave the dominance legally are stewards, I can understand why Camille thinks he should be an eunuch very well.

Still, you mention that he's raised as a steward. In Scadrial, Steward = Eunuch. If you don't want him to be an Eunuch, there's pretty much only one other option. (There should really be more information about Terris in the books, but it gets kind of ignored.)

However, it could be that he somehow escaped one way or another, either by faking his death or killing a bunch of people and running away, or being taken as a hostage and then let go. Or it could be that a noblewoman cheated on her husband with a terris breeder because she had a fetish for docility and he was born a noble with feruchemy. Or that the synod sent him to Luthadel to do the deed with as many people as they can to put feruchemy in the genepool, and so his descendants are the first twinborns. Or it could be that his sister was infertile, taught as a stewardess, and then sold to some noble, and he followed them illegally to take care of her.

Or... you know... something... ;)

Yeah, my brain is a bit mushy today...

Edited by Thoughtful Spurts, 14 January 2012 - 10:55 PM.

Thoughtful Spurts

Characters:

Active:

Terris: Zincell (Feruchemist)
Skaa: Ema (Tineye), Laurence (smoker),


Inactive:

Skaa: Tiffany [WIP], Lord Donahue (smoker) [WIP]. Ms. Grantham [WIP]
Noble: Eleanor Hamilton (thug) [WIP], Charlotte Morel (smoker) [WIP], Kenrick Venture [WIP], Donahue Heir [WIP], Madeline (mistborn) [WIP].

#24 KChan

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Atium Chandelier

Posted 14 January 2012 - 10:43 PM

TS, I appreciate your efforts here, but it's inappropriate and disrespectful to suggest other ways to rationalize a character element that a staff member has specifically asked to be changed. Even if it's not your character, you need to respect the decisions we make.

Kalin, while anyone with a brain knows that not all Terris males are eunuchs, the fact of the matter is that they're in Tathingdwen. Mistborn: the Inquisition is set in Luthadel. We don't RP in Tathingdwen, at all, which means there is no conceivable reason that any male Terris person on this site would be anything but a eunuch. I stand by my decision.

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#25 Thoughtful Spurts

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Posted 14 January 2012 - 10:58 PM

Sorry...

...Just trying to help... ;)

Thoughtful Spurts

Characters:

Active:

Terris: Zincell (Feruchemist)
Skaa: Ema (Tineye), Laurence (smoker),


Inactive:

Skaa: Tiffany [WIP], Lord Donahue (smoker) [WIP]. Ms. Grantham [WIP]
Noble: Eleanor Hamilton (thug) [WIP], Charlotte Morel (smoker) [WIP], Kenrick Venture [WIP], Donahue Heir [WIP], Madeline (mistborn) [WIP].

#26 Kalin

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Skaa

Posted 21 January 2012 - 04:02 PM

No probelm TS, I appreciate the suggestions, it keeps me on my toes :)
Ok I've eddited it slightly to fit the eunuch charcter. Let me know if any other changes our needed.

Updated:


Kalin


Player Information
Name/Handle: Kalin
OoC Account: (Required in order to use the account linking system)
Contact Information: PM me.

Character Information
Name: Kalin
Type Terrisman. (Feruchemist)
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Place of Origin: Terris
Occupation: Part time thief though is considering full time. A medical adviser and doctor. Also runs a small apothacry, in his house.
Relationship Status: Unmarried, though hopefully this will change.

Powers
-Type: Feruchemist
-Metal(s) Used: All
-Degree of Skill: Novice for all metals but a few: Steel: Advanced. Gold: Advanced.
-Status: Hidden: A feruchemist and a keeper on poisons and medicines. Will work with the thieves and wants to bring about the downfall of the Lord Ruler. He is a keeper sent to observe the effects the rebellion is having on the empire and whether or not the Lord Ruler will fall. So far it is too early to tell.
Known: A young man with a seemingly limitless knowledge of medicines. He is always ready to help the skaa, and even assissts for free, though it is considered polite to try and pay in some other way.

Appearance: Short, practical black hair. Green eyes. 5'5" high. Medium built. Looks a little like a weasel. Wears black traveling robes with a hood, as it helps him to hide and be unnoticed. HeHas a large scar across his back where knifes slashed at him once in a bar fight. Three years before. It took most of his goldmind to heal that, but he did not waste it healing the scares, and they made him look less Terrisman if he kept them. He has a belt with many wooden vials held in it, holding different medical powders, and stimulating herbs, as glass would break. This is more practical, if rushing around with lots of valubal drugs and plants would be easily lost or stolen. Wood was more then effective for storing powders and herbs. He wears several earring in each ear, and pendent holding several light disks of different metals. He also has three rings on each ringfinger, one one his right hand on his ring is gold, with a fake glass bead on. It could twist on and off, and when the bead was removed, contained a small needle, dipped in a leathal poison. This is only weapon, and the posion can easily be switched with non leathal drugs. In a pinch the glass bead can break if punched.

Special Skills: Reading. Writing. Unarmed comabat. (Skaa bars are rather rough, and it is not always safe at night, and he had to adapt to survive).
Strengths: Is able to contact the Synod, though only on important matters. Holds a store of knowledge of medicine, poisons and the like.
Weaknesses: Hates the way skaa are treated and will help them if he can. This maybe in healing a disease going around or by more practical means such as helping the skaa thieves in there jobs. This keeps him occupied and causes him to want to actively get involved with the skaa rebellion and not just wait as most keepers do.

Personality: A kind man, who will help the skaa if he can. This gets him in trouble as he is mealy meant to observe how successful the rebellion is going to be, not go around healing the skaa. He was meant to not draw any attention to himself, but instead in helping the skaa any way he can. He is very loving and protective of his sister but she is away with the other keepers, but visits him when she can. Although she approves of helping the skaa, she disproves of him being active in the thieves.

History:
Kalin was born in the breeding program, and raised as a Steward for one the Houses in the year 895. He remembers little of his life growing up in the breeding program, and doesn’t even remember exactly where it is. His mother was called Alteen, and his father Trekin. The fate of his father is unknown to Kalin, but he hopes to find him someday. When he was 5 his mother had other child; a daughter whom she called Talie, but his mother died in the birth. If she had gold metal minds, she may have survived as she was a feruchemist, but the program was very careful to breed feruchemy out of the Terrismen. They were not as successful as they thought: Kalin and his sister were both feruchemists. Had the Steel ministry know, they would have never selected him for the program. He was raised until he was 13 when he and his sister were traveling from Terris Dominance, to the Northern dominance, to be inspected by a noble, hoping to place an investment. (To consider if he or his sister would be of adequate use to the Noble family, and if there were any particular traits, as a steward in their house hold)
While traveling down, they, and their obligators, and guards were ambushed by a large gang of bandits. During the attack, many died but some how Kalin and Talie were able to avoid death capture, by both the obligators, and gang. He and is sister spent the next few days traveling back ‘home’ the only place they had ever known. On their way, a small group of Keepers, on their way back to meet with the synod. They heard their story and took them with them, to be trained as a Keeper, free from the ministry.
Five years passed and Kalin came of age. When Kalin chose a subject to study, and store. He chose ‘Medicines and Anesthetics’, to store and collect, and learn, for when the Lord Rulers end came. His first position was to go to the capital it’s self. Luthadel. He was sent to assess how the position of the Lord Ruler, and how likely the various rebellions that occur inside will be successful. Most were crushed in the beginning stages, but during his stay, he soon developed a fondness for the skaa people and wanted to help them. After seeing all the poverty and despair caused by the nobles he wants to help the skaa as much as he can. He sent the occasional report to the Keepers saying how nothing really has changed, apart from the Steel ministry becoming more focused, and the hunting of skaa hald breedsm but for him his prime motive was to assist the skaa.
The first time he helped was two years earlier. A man was drinking in a tavern saying how dreadfully ill his wife was. Kalin could not help but overhear and offered to help in any way he could. The man was thankful for his offer but did not think there was anything he could do. His wife would surly die of her fever, unless a doctor could heal her but they were far too poor. Kalin explained that he was a seller of medicines, and would be glade to look over her, to see if there was anything that could be done. The man was very grateful and took him to his house. Kalin could immediately see that she was very ill, just as the man had said. He tapped into his coppermind, cross referencing the symptom: the fever, the coughing, the paleness, the vomiting blood, the tiredness, and others. A few came up, but after close examination one remained. It was an easy disease to contract through poor living conditions, poor diet and lack of warmth. He got the correct herbs, and ingredients, and went about mixing, and mashing, and pummeling, and adding until he made what he was looking for. This he mearly added to boiling water, and gave to the family. Within a day she was feeling slightly better. In a week she could sit up, and in two could walk again. The couple was so thankful, but could not pay. Kalin did not mind. This was what he wanted to do, do help the skaa, avoid the unnecessary death that the nobles, and the lord ruler were forcing upon them.
His sister was proud, and every few months came and restocked his supply of herbs, liquids vials, and all the necessary equipment, and to take back his reports to the synod.
A year later a thieving crew came in to him home and gave him an offer. They were about to do a particularly dangerous Job and asked for some poisons or sleeping drafts to remove the guards silently. Kalin considered this, but after remembering the awful conditions of the skaa, while the nobles lived a life in luxury created a powder, that when burn made a smoke which would knock out a man for several hours. They paid him for his work and promised to give him a cut if they were successful. A month later a rather conspicuous package appeared on his bedside when he returned home, after treating a rather nasty infected limb. The money there would have made any man the happiest man in the world, at least for a few days before he ran out, but the sum was very nice and would enable him to get a few of the rather more expensive drugs. Along with it was note. “Job went without a hitch. Drop by the ‘Skinned Rat’ if you’re interested in helping us with another job, or if you need something ‘acquired’. It went so well that some of my lads have offered to buy you a drink, so come 'round anyway.”
This perplexed Kalin, but he knew the Keepers would not approve of him actively assisting the thieves. But it was the noble’s money, and he could use it to save the lives of many skaa before it ran out. A worthy cause if he ever saw one.
He went by and worked with the crew a few times, mainly by supplying various compounds and more then once helping the thieves that got wounded.


Role-play Sample

The slums were dark. Dark as the night sky, with the ash covering all light sources from the noble house’s balls. The faint sticky smell of decay and despair lined the streets, laced with the bitter aftertaste death. The place would be fit for the lord ruler himself. Sitting in his throne, his immortal hands stained with the blood of the skaa he had, had killed.
Kalin was repulsed. The nobles either did not know or did not care and Kalin knew which one they probably were. The night was cold, so he tapped into his brassmind, letting heat flood through his body, warming him to the bone. He was on his way to meet with a thieving crew. He did not expect there to be any trouble, but he had strapped an obsidian dagger inside his robe, and his belt contained several pain dulling herbs, and stimulating powders. He had also spent the first few hours of the day feeling slow, tired, weak and thoroughly awful, but was able to resist it thanks to a small concoction he whipped up the day before. It was about to go off so he took it in order to feel a little more up to strength when he filled his metalminds.
The crew Kalin had first started to work for had gone into hiding, having ran into a little trouble with some hazekillers. Most survived, and they would contact him when they were back in business again. The crew he was on his way to meet was a different one. A rather successful one he had heard.
He turned the corner of the street, and a small tavern was there, nearly hidden by the rundown appearance, no self-respecting noble, obligator, or soldier would like to go there for a long time.
As he opened the door, a rush of warmth and light flooded over him. Kalin immediately stopped tapping his brass mind, and stepped into the warm, lit building. On the outside it may look like a run down hut, but inside, it was filled with light, laughter and hope. It was one of the few places which the skaa people felt safe, and un-persecuted. The home brew also helped.
He looked around the wooden building with a , hoping to see a few familiar faces. He walked up the barmen un hindered. The barman was bald, large: very much like a bear, who wasn’t a bear. More likely a tall, furless bear with standing on his hind legs, and fondness for aged beer. He had two very muscular arms, and had just served two foaming pints of ‘Old Lucky’ when Kalin came in. He looked up and smiled warmly at Kalin when he recognized him.
“Kalin! How are you? Here, half a pint on the house! You go to the back room there, and I’ll bring it in with the others. Take your robe off, hang it up. If anyone touches it I’ll rip there legs off, so no worries there. My wife sends her love by the way, she’s making a full recovery. I’ve never seen her so…lively.” Kalin smiled back at him, and gratefully handed him his robe. The bartenders name was Brekon Brick Breaker. So named, because he once put a man through a wall…Or was it a wall through a man…Not many people knew which, and Brekon liked it that way. It increased the popularity of his establishment. Needless to say, the wall made a full recovery. The same could no be said about the man.
“I’m fine thanks Brek’. Make sure you let me know if Siary feels ill again. I take it the others are in the usual back room?” Brekon was one of the few people to host many meetings at one time. He owned a peculiar building which some how managed to have up to four ‘back rooms’. This not only increased customers, but also the rent. The crew Kalin was meeting did not pay ‘rent’, they ‘redistributed last week’s tax’. Although no one could be sure if it was the ‘same’ tax they had paid, the situation was like this. The skaa had property taken from them by nobles. The nobles had money taken from them by thieves. The thieves had property sold the skaa, and the circle goes one. Unfortunately for the nobles the thieves ‘redistribute’ between 105% and 200% of ‘Last week’s tax’ the nobles made, even if the nobles did not actually make any money in the last few months. More depending on how deep their pockets are, and whether or not they can get the safes open before the next patrol of guards. It would probably be fair to say the thieves actually taxed the nobles, although the amount does not depend on how much the nobles made that week, but on how much the noble currently has on there possession. The thieves usually try to relieve that particular noble of that burden. Many say the thieves had found a way to breed money. ‘“This is ancient secret” they said, “and is as old as man its self.”’ There is a reason they are called ‘Thieves’. Although the redistribution was given to any one, it was given to ever the thieves needed a favor off. This is usually, either a room to plan their next job, or few pints of home brew. Both could be found at ‘The Skinned Rat’ which was one of the reasons Brekon was so successful.
Kalin made his way to the back room in question, past back room number one, and back room number two, and finally past back room number three, into the final back room. Back room number four, indicated by the misleading brass number, ‘5.8’ on the polished wooden door. Conversation could be herd from inside. A heated conversation. The type of conversation which would make a man be in reach of his dagger, before going in. Kalin did just that.

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#27 Borborygmus

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Posted 21 January 2012 - 05:35 PM

Slight issue...

Terris breeders don't travel. Ever. They don't leave the Ministry's facilities unless they are sterilized.

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#28 Borborygmus

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Posted 21 January 2012 - 05:50 PM

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He tapped into his coppermind, cross referencing the symptom: the fever, the coughing, the paleness, the vomiting blood, the tiredness, and others. A few came up, but after close examination one remained. It was an easy disease to contract through poor living conditions, poor diet and lack of warmth. He got the correct herbs, and ingredients, and went about mixing, and mashing, and pummeling, and adding until he made what he was looking for. This he mearly added to boiling water, and gave to the family.

This kind of miraculous result is probably not practicable in the Final Empire. I'm gathering that this is most likely some kind of bacterial infection (though the signs are all very general. I wouldn't be able to narrow that down to one single disease; it could be bacterial sepsis, something viral, or even cancer, for example). Herbs, however, are not antibiotics. We didn't manage to have any of those until the advent of the sulfa drugs in 1935.

There's only so much that you can do with medicine on a level roughly equivalent to our Victorian age.
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#29 Kalin

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Posted 21 January 2012 - 06:02 PM

Because of my actual lack of knowlege of disease, I used some sterotipical symptons, but although 'we' did not have any herbs that can help treatdisease until later, 'they' might have. Consider Galrlic, and honey in our world. These were sued in acient times because of their antibacterial properties. (I have just been doing medical history course as part of my history GCSE, so we have learnt what treatments were used during prehistoric, through to renasionce, and other periaods of time.
Also in other fantasy worlds, there are herbs which can make stunning recoveries. Atheles in lord of the rings for example, and that was medieval, fantasy age. Foxglove,is aplant in our world, with anti bacteraial properties, and the dock leaf is a common plant used to treat stinging nettels.
As for the breeders travaling, that was part of my last app, and was not meant to be there, I apologise for that, I thought I removed it.

#30 Borborygmus

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Because of my actual lack of knowlege of disease, I used some sterotipical symptons, but although 'we' did not have any herbs that can help treatdisease until later, 'they' might have. Consider Galrlic, and honey in our world. These were sued in acient times because of their antibacterial properties. (I have just been doing medical history course as part of my history GCSE, so we have learnt what treatments were used during prehistoric, through to renasionce, and other periaods of time.
Also in other fantasy worlds, there are herbs which can make stunning recoveries. Atheles in lord of the rings for example, and that was medieval, fantasy age. Foxglove,is aplant in our world, with anti bacteraial properties, and the dock leaf is a common plant used to treat stinging nettels.

Athelas existing in LOTR is not an argument for athelas existing in Scadrial. Brandon has said that anything that existed on Earth has existed or will exist on Scadrial at some point, which means that the plants on Scadrial are still connected to Earth plants. Only there is a much lower diversity, thanks to the environmental change, so you are going to have fewer medicinal plants to choose from.

Garlic and honey have some antibacterial properties, but these are not going to help with the kind of infection you described. Garlic is not penicillin, and honey would be used as a topical for infected wounds. Foxglove, or digitalis, actually has no antibacterial properties. It does have a legitimate medical use - it works on the heart to help treat arrhythmias. But it's not going to help you with a bacterial sepsis either.

(And I am halfway through my doctorate in veterinary medicine. I am not precisely ignorant in either the practice or the history of medicine.)

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Posted 21 January 2012 - 09:40 PM

One point I need to mention is there is no substance that can "knock a man out for several hours." No drug is that powerful. There are cases that someone can be unconscious for long periods of time; we call them comas, but they are very hard to induce without direct blunt force trauma to the head, which normally results in brain damage.

Vets use as powerful a sedative as is possible without killing the subject and that still doesn't put them under for hours.

The only way to be sure is anaesthesia. But, again, people who work with anaesthesia have a doctorate in anaesthesiology because they have to administer the perfect dosage based on the patients body mass, metabolism, blood pressure, and mounds of other factors that effect sedation.

And I shouldn't callously brush off Borbory's criticism when she is the most knowledgeable person on this forum in medicine with plenty of experience in the field.

The fact is this: your understanding of medicine is under-privileged to say you want to write a character who - supposedly - is a medical lexicon. And your unwillingness to learn from other people who do it for a living is, quite frankly, appalling and insulting.

So I suggest you listen to what people are telling you, instead of trying to force your fantastical notions on solid facts.

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Posted 22 January 2012 - 09:47 AM

...How about M-99 in a dilute solution? Good enough for elephants and serial killers... Or Propofol?

...of course, those are kind of intravenous/deathly-ish so I don't think I'm helping now either... :) I have too mushy a brain.

Edited by Thoughtful Spurts, 22 January 2012 - 09:50 AM.

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#33 Kalin

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Posted 22 January 2012 - 09:55 AM

There is also cholorfoam, and the anesthetics in 'this' world might be more powerful, and easier to administer. Many years of knowledge can be accessed as he is a keeper.
Just because all of our things are in their worlds, doesn't mean that all of their things are in our world. They could have stronger mediicenes but becuase of the Lord Ruler have forgotten how to get them, or how to use them, and many skaa can not afford them.
I am working on the basis that there are herbs, and plants with medical properties that can be accessed in their world but not in our world.
(Good luck during you doctorate, by the way)

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Posted 22 January 2012 - 10:08 AM

...Dude, I'm all for attempting to rationalize ideas through and the like, but the whole "anaesthetics in this world" thing was touched up on Borborygmus' post, so not a particularly valid answer. Also, all these have a high risk of death...

What about just general sedatives? As in slow-ish acting things that get people all sleepy/drunkish/slow/sleepy and then have them have no recollection of the time they spent sedated? Those have a lower death rate and would serve the same function.

...right? Brain Still =mush XP

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#35 Kalin

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Posted 22 January 2012 - 12:38 PM

Ok, that could work, but there are still several drugs which can be used as knock-out drugs, even if it is quick but only for an hour, that could still be used on gaurds. Also They could be used against mistings, and mist born, the obly one that would not be affected, is the feruchemists, if they tapped gold, and the one that stores wakefulness.
That aside, are there anyother questions, that need to be answered or can Kalin be accepted? :)

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Posted 22 January 2012 - 02:57 PM

M-99 is restricted to veterinary use for one simple reason: it can kill a man in small doses. Propofol, like I said with anaesthetics, has to be carefully moderated otherwise you risk killing the patient. Just several milligrams too much is enough.

No, there are not plants that exist in Scadrial for your convenience. If there was some magical herb with all-healing properties, Sanderson would have included it; when the Lord Ruler reformed the world with the power of Preservation he had the omnipotency of God (ie. he'd have known every plant life that existed on the planet, of which due to the ash falls isn't much).

Instead of trying to twist the canonicity around you, actually go out and research the facts of medicine before it becomes a mockery of the field any further. Just because you've had a lesson on it at GCSE level doesn't automatically make you a doctor.

I'm an engineer and I'm still learning things about physics from my GCSE's. The difference is, I've bought books on the subject, scoured the internet for resources, conversed with other scientifically minded people online and in person, and yet still I can admit I don't know much about it. But I'm not afraid to ask.

If you want help, ask; we are here to help you become a better writer, and that's what we'll gladly do. Remember that research is a writer's greatest tool.

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#37 Borborygmus

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There is also cholorfoam, and the anesthetics in 'this' world might be more powerful, and easier to administer. Many years of knowledge can be accessed as he is a keeper.
Just because all of our things are in their worlds, doesn't mean that all of their things are in our world. They could have stronger mediicenes but becuase of the Lord Ruler have forgotten how to get them, or how to use them, and many skaa can not afford them.
I am working on the basis that there are herbs, and plants with medical properties that can be accessed in their world but not in our world.
(Good luck during you doctorate, by the way)

Thanks. It's going well so far.

Pharmacology is pharmacology. You're not going to have a magic anaesthetic any more than a magic antibiotic/Athelas.

By the way, how do you define 'powerful'? A volatile anaesthetic that has low solubility in the blood and is therefore rapidly absorbed will knock you out quickly. The effects of this drug will also disappear quickly, and you won't stay down for long. An anaesthetic with high solubility in the blood that keeps you down for several hours (such as ether) will take a long time to kick in. It is literally physiologically impossible to have an inhaled anaesthetic agent that both knocks you out quickly and keeps you down for a long time.

This is just how gas anaesthetics work. Physiology and pharmacology don't change because you want to handwave them.

Chloroform (and ether) were used quite early on as anaesthetics, so I think it's okay to have them. I've actually referenced chloroform in RP. However, jsyk, they're not at all safe to use - especially with the low tech available, you can't really control exactly how much anaesthesia the patient would be getting - so you'll have a lot of deaths under anaesthesia. There is a fine line between how much anaethesia it takes to put you under, and how much it takes to kill you.

If you really had an anaesthetic 'knockout' bomb like the one you describe, you would stand a VERY high chance of not knocking out some of the people, and of killing some of the others. In 2002 when Chechen rebels assaulted a theatre in Moscow, and the Russian rescue attempt flooded the theatre with a modern anaesthetic gas, 15% of the people inside died. (edited cause Doc corrected me on this incident, thanks!)

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Posted 22 January 2012 - 05:57 PM

Okay, this argument is getting a little heated, so I thought I'd try to shed some light.

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"Wine," Telden said.  "One is pure, the other contains an extremely powerful sedative." (HOA 351)

"And that mission is?"
"To get you to drink some of the drugged wine, so that you can be safely transported up above." (HOA 352)

"You just gave yourself away," Vin said.  "You just said that I'm supposed to drink the wine and fall unconscious." (HOA 352)

"Pewter made the body resistant to all kinds of drugs.  If she flared pewter with duralumin after drinking the wine, would it perhaps burn away the poison and leave her awake?  She could pretend to be unconscious, then escape above." (HOA 353)

"The drugs began to take effect almost immediately.  She settled back in her chair, letting her eyes droop, trying to give the impression that she was falling asleep.  Indeed, it was very difficult to remain awake.  Her mind was clouding despite flared pewter."  (HOA 354)

"Then, she fell unconcious" (HOA 354)

"There was an easier way to take away an Allomancer's powers--easier, even, than making them burn aluminum.  You just had to keep them drugged long enough for them to pass the metals through their body.  As she thought about it, her mind shrugging off the effects of extended sleep, she realized this was what must have happened to her."  (HOA 375)

Now, I'm no medical expert, so I don't know if what happened to Vin is possible in our world (my guess is not, based on the arguments of Lyrebon and Borb). However, here, Vin is dosed with something that is powerful enough to knock out a mistborn burning pewter and duralumin, and can be dosed repeatedly to keep her asleep. Scadriel is an earth-analog planet, so there are many similarities, but because the Lord Ruler shaped the final empire to his will, there are differences as well (I guess), like the brown plants, red sun, and people who don't get the black lung from all the ash in the air.

Now, we don't know what Yeden used. I'm not sure if herbs would be powerful enough to produce this effect. Again, I know next to nothing about medicine. We do know, however, that this effect is possible on Scadriel, based on the description here.

As for the curing part, I'm going to have to agree with Borb, as she is our medical expert, and there is no quotations from the books to contradict her :).

Hope that clears things up.

EDIT: And it looks like Borb beat me too it... haha. Darn posting at the same time. In the case of Vin, you'll see that it reacts quickly, but they continueally dose her to keep her under, so Borb's analysis holds true.

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#39 Borborygmus

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Posted 22 January 2012 - 06:07 PM

Though an oral sedative will work differently from a gas anaesthetic, as will other routes of administration. My discussion applies specifically to the concept of a gas knockout bomb. :)

Yeden's sedative is actually possible.

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#40 Thoughtful Spurts

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Posted 22 January 2012 - 06:19 PM

...I really like the compromise with sedatives that make people woozy, slow, sleepy, compliant and have no recolection of the event. No need to knock people out if you can just get them to stop being a nuisance through other means, and it also makes Kalin seem nicer since he's not killing XX% of the guards and it provides conflict if a particularly strong guard gets out of it earlier and tries to actually do his job.

Like, doesn't Mandrake get people all dreamy and whoozy?

*Goes to wikipedia*

Also, what about sneaking some stuff in the guard's food instead of having a gass?

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