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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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Mistborn Series Brandon Sanderson
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In Topic: Hello!

09 August 2017 - 11:00 PM

Hello Daydam! We already met on Discord I believe, but welcome here nonetheless!

Let us know if you need any assistance with character design or integration :).

In Topic: The Universal Continuity Thread, Week 2

29 July 2017 - 08:02 PM

Done!

In Topic: Within and Without

29 July 2017 - 07:13 PM

Marisha looked away at his question, eyes falling to the ground. Her earlier enthusiasm for the subject of math seemed to lessen, though she still gave him an answer.

Of course she's hesitant to speak about her past, so soon after being hurt. Aaron had betrayed Marisha's trust, and he knew he would need to work to earn it back before she would start to trust him more easily with personal details. I will have to be very, very careful with this.

"That's incredible, Lady Marisha." Aaron tried his best not to sound too familiar. Despite her demure attitude, Aaron couldn't help but be a little awestruck by Marisha. While he had grown up surrounded by the most expensive tutors and one of the most impressive libraries in the Empire, Marisha had found her brilliance all on her own, piecing together what she could from the books her family happened to have around the manor.

"I can't imagine teaching myself something as complicated as mathematics, especially at the level you've demonstrated. The Lord Ruler knows I've had difficulty with even the most simple of concepts, no matter how many tutors or books my family throws at me."

In Topic: Arisella Blanchart

29 July 2017 - 05:35 PM

Love her of course! I think I need to go back and read Alistair as well.

Glad she's finally in the RP. Accepted!

In Topic: Coats and Tables

28 July 2017 - 10:01 PM

Caden nodded at Eliza's proposed course of action and began assessing their surroundings as bound the coachman's head as per Eliza's instructions. They hadn't crossed the Channerel yet, had they? In the mists it was difficult to see, but he thought he could see the shadows of Kredik Shaw's famous spires looming to the south.

"This is the Palace District, isn't it?" If that was the case, it would be a long journey home for both of them. Both Keeps Hasting and Fathvell were located on the Western side of the city, across the Channerel and in entirely separate districts. "I don't suspect walking will be an option." Finishing with the coachman's wound, Caden walked over to check out the horses. These were draft animals, far larger than he was used to riding. "I think I should be able to manage without too much trouble, though not if I'm carrying your driver in front of me. Perhaps we could ride together and lead the second horse behind with him secured on its back?"

Caden frowned. Riding an unfamiliar animal while leading a second horse burdened with an injured man wouldn't allow him to ride at the speed they would have achieved in the carriage. But what were they to do? Wait outside for a thug or rebel to pick them off while they waited for a passerby to take sympathy on them and help them home?

"Keep Sureau is the closest, I think," Caden continued, still trying to get a sense of where they were. "It should be just northwest of here, much closer that either of our places. Perhaps we could impose upon our allies for some medical attention and a ride home?"