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The Lord Ruler's perfect capital city, Luthadel, is doing the impossible: rebelling. Skaa half-breeds are being taught the power of Allomancy, something that the Lord Ruler's obligators said only existed in the nobility. The enslaved skaa, with their murderous benefactor, now fight back against a living god's oppression.

So, the Inquisition was formed. The nobles begin to fear assassination from all sides. The times of nobility Mistborn killing each other are over. The Steel Inquisitors look for aristocrat traitors and insurgent skaa, and the skaa try with all their strength to merely survive. The Lord Ruler's perfect Final Empire is slowly devolving into chaos.

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In Topic: The Girl With Fire in her Hair

15 November 2017 - 02:47 AM

Max kept going back and forth, guiding people to safety as the Coinshot brought them out of the building, making sure they were alright, and then running back to the hotel to wait for the next person to come down. He kept his zinc burning lightly - it wasn't as useful as brass might have been, but it was never a bad thing to make people feel a bit more confident. If only he could Riot himself. Keep going, you fool, he thought as he approached the building.

The Coinshot got to the ground again, carrying another lady. Max took her arm softly, smiling at her, and turned around to look at the nobleman. He looked exhausted. "Hey, how many more are-"

The man was going up again, as if falling upwards. Well, Max thought with a sigh, it's going to be a long day. Welcome to Luthadel, Maximillian Driskell. He finally turned around and guided the woman to safety. He couldn't complain. At least he wasn't caught inside the building.

In Topic: The Girl With Fire in her Hair

05 November 2017 - 05:25 AM

As Max walked, he saw the fire. Lucky that wasn't the Rosy Sunrise, he thought as he approached the building. He started to look around, trying to memorize the scene to draw it later. People moved frantically all over the place, trying to get away from the hotel.

A sudden noise made him start, and he turned around to see a couple men throwing some luggage out through a broken window. Just a moment later, a few coins came out of the window. Before Max could react, a man jumped out with a lady held tightly in his arms, drawing gasps from the people nearby. A Coinshot. Max started to get closer to them unconsciously, trying to memorize the image of the pair slowly coming down.

Another trunk fell to the ground with a loud CRACK, making Max flinch. This place was dangerous, and he was thinking of sketching? The Coinshot and lady landed safely just in front of him, and a group of people walked to them to help. I have to help, he thought, looking at the man as he Pushed himself back into the building. He came back out just a moment later with another lady in his arms. After they landed, Max grabbed the lady softly by the arm to take her somewhere safe. "Are you alright?" he asked nervously, but she seemed shocked. He turned to look at the Coinshot, and saw another young lady smiling to the man, her arms wrapped around his neck. Lord Ruler, just a minute goes by and this guy gets hugged by three women. All I get is the one who can't even talk-

The lady. He had to help her. Max turned around and took her to safety. After they got far enough, he stopped and turned to look at her. She still seemed terrified, and was breathing heavily. Max burned zinc and started Rioting her confidence softly, trying to help her regain her composure. This would be much easier if I was a Soother, he though, looking at her.

"Relax, we're safe", he said, smiling. "You're lucky that Coinshot was there to save you".

The lady just nodded absently.

"If it makes you feel better," Max said, suddenly getting nervous as he realised what he was about to say, "the two of you looked incredible, falling like that. You guys have style". What? By the Deepness, 'you have style'? What's she going to think of you now? Max blushed furiously. Luckily, a hint of a smile appeared on her face. Guess I'm not that stupid, he thought, looking back at the building.

In Topic: The Universal Continuity Thread, Week 2

25 October 2017 - 03:05 AM

W2 D2 EM

[*]Time to Explore ♦ Hotel District ♦ Maximillian Driskell
The morning after arriving to Luthadel, Max decides to go out for a walk.

I hope I'm doing this right! Forgot to do it when I posted the thread, sorry

In Topic: The Girl With Fire in her Hair

20 October 2017 - 01:01 AM

Maximillian Driskell lay on his bed, looking at the ceiling, arms folded behind his head. I'm finally here, he thought, smiling. He got up and looked to the side. His sketchpad was on a small desk. He got dressed, grabbed the small sketchpad, and put it in a pocket in his jacket. Then he turned around and walked out of the room.

The Rosy Sunrise was a very nice hotel. Max, however, walked outside as fast as he could. He was still embarassed for last night's... incident, when he had brutally attacked the hotel's main doorframe with his face. His nose still felt slightly numb for that.

Max left the building and started walking slowly along Canal Street, looking all around him. The city was even bigger than he had always imagined. Lord Ruler, this place is amazing, he thought, smiling to himself. He tried to memorize some of the buildings and faces he saw. He would do some quick sketches of them later.

As he walked, Max realized he didn't know where he was going. It would be nice to have a guide, he thought, stopping to look around. He could see the city walls behind him. At least I'm not going out of the city. He turned around and continued to walk along Canal Street. Exploring could be both fun and useful, after all.