Era 8 Episode 1: Troubles in New Hallandren

[Through the Living Wrath he/him]

4 minutes ago, KnightSkye said:

Kaiden, The Mistwarrens, the streets

"Ok." Kai followed Asheol quietly into a building.

Teon, The Mistwarrens, Teon’s police headquarters

Teon walked in, waving to Lyam.

”Hey Teon. Any leads on the Shardthief?”

”Got one right here.”

Lyam nodded. “Hey. I’m assuming the two of you are heading to debrief?”

”Yea.”

Teon led them into a smalller room, where he sat in a small room.

”I suspect you will want an explanation of,” he gestured around himself, “where we are? The Alleys?”

[KnightSkye Reforged They/Them]

1 minute ago, SpiritOfWrath said:

Teon, The Mistwarrens, Teon’s police headquarters

Teon walked in, waving to Lyam.

”Hey Teon. Any leads on the Shardthief?”

”Got one right here.”

Lyam nodded. “Hey. I’m assuming the two of you are heading to debrief?”

”Yea.”

Teon led them into a smalller room, where he sat in a small room.

”I suspect you will want an explanation of,” he gestured around himself, “where we are? The Alleys?”

Kaiden, The Mistwarrens, police headquarters

"Yes please. Where in damnation am I? What strange surges do you and that man who attacked me have? Just... What!?" Kai was exausted, and the chance of some storming answers was very appealing at the moment. 

[Through the Living Wrath he/him]

4 minutes ago, KnightSkye said:

Kaiden, The Mistwarrens, police headquarters

"Yes please. Where in damnation am I? What strange surges do you and that man who attacked me have? Just... What!?" Kai was exausted, and the chance of some storming answers was very appealing at the moment. 

Teon Asheol, the Mistwarrens, police headquarters

Teon sighed. He was not nearly old enough to feel this weight already. “We are in a place called the Alleys - quite difficult to get here. You could say that we won the lottery…” he sighed again. “But that is… an optimistic view.”

”I think I’ll need to start from the ground up, though. Where you are from, Roshar, is a single planet in a system of many. My planet of origin is Sel, and the man who attacked you is… presumably… from a planet named Scadrial.

”Where we are is… not an in-between. It’s a place that many accidentally fall in, regardless of planet. On Sel, we have no Radiants. Rather, Elantrians. I became one, but kinda fell into the Alleys directly afterwards. I never really learned how to be Elantrian, so… yeah. The Scadrian is something called a Twinborn, and has a particular hatred for Radiants.”

[KnightSkye Reforged They/Them]

10 minutes ago, SpiritOfWrath said:

Teon Asheol, the Mistwarrens, police headquarters

Teon sighed. He was not nearly old enough to feel this weight already. “We are in a place called the Alleys - quite difficult to get here. You could say that we won the lottery…” he sighed again. “But that is… an optimistic view.”

”I think I’ll need to start from the ground up, though. Where you are from, Roshar, is a single planet in a system of many. My planet of origin is Sel, and the man who attacked you is… presumably… from a planet named Scadrial.

”Where we are is… not an in-between. It’s a place that many accidentally fall in, regardless of planet. On Sel, we have no Radiants. Rather, Elantrians. I became one, but kinda fell into the Alleys directly afterwards. I never really learned how to be Elantrian, so… yeah. The Scadrian is something called a Twinborn, and has a particular hatred for Radiants.”

Kaiden, The Mistwarrens, police headquarters

"...Storms. That's... a lot to take in." Kai sat in thought for a minute. No Radiants? Many planets? What did this mean for the war back home?

"So." Skye said, becoming visible again, "We fell through a perpindicularity into the butt crack of the cosmere, and there is a criminal who wants to kill us. Lovely. I'm Skye, by the way, and that's Kaiden. Nice to meet you."

[Through the Living Wrath he/him]

3 minutes ago, KnightSkye said:

Kaiden, The Mistwarrens, police headquarters

"...Storms. That's... a lot to take in." Kai sat in thought for a minute. No Radiants? Many planets? What did this mean for the war back home?

"So." Skye said, becoming visible again, "We fell through a perpindicularity into the butt crack of the cosmere, and there is a criminal who wants to kill us. Lovely. I'm Skye, by the way, and that's Kaiden. Nice to meet you."

“Yep. Thankfully, this criminal does not have nearly as many resources as he used to.”

In the room, there were a number of journals. Teon picked one, getting his notes on the Shardthief and drawing an Aon - it seemed to enhance clarity of thought. “Now, could you describe the Shardthief for me?”

[KnightSkye Reforged They/Them]

Just now, SpiritOfWrath said:

“Yep. Thankfully, this criminal does not have nearly as many resources as he used to.”

In the room, there were a number of journals. Teon picked one, getting his notes on the Shardthief and drawing an Aon - it seemed to enhance clarity of thought. “Now, could you describe the Shardthief for me?”

"Sure. Um. He's short. Brown curly hair, very rare, where I come from at least. Um, older? Not very old, but old for most soldiers. Angry. Very angry. I think that's it? It was a bit chaotic."

[Through the Living Wrath he/him]

Just now, KnightSkye said:

"Sure. Um. He's short. Brown curly hair, very rare, where I come from at least. Um, older? Not very old, but old for most soldiers. Angry. Very angry. I think that's it? It was a bit chaotic."

Teon nodded. “Ok. I might have you talk to an expert at that part, but I think you two deserve some rest.”

He flipped through the notebook awkwardly, put it back, and took out another one. In this one, he had a number of symbols - three of them he had used in Kai’s presence.

”You see any symbols like this? I’m trying figure out this whole Elantrian thing, except it’s pretty much the worst invested art to figure out without any teacher.”

[KnightSkye Reforged They/Them]

3 minutes ago, SpiritOfWrath said:

Teon nodded. “Ok. I might have you talk to an expert at that part, but I think you two deserve some rest.”

He flipped through the notebook awkwardly, put it back, and took out another one. In this one, he had a number of symbols - three of them he had used in Kai’s presence.

”You see any symbols like this? I’m trying figure out this whole Elantrian thing, except it’s pretty much the worst invested art to figure out without any teacher.”

"I'm sorry, I had never seen a glyph like any of those before you used them." Kai said, eyes drooping tiredly. "And rest sounds wonderful. Um, where should I go for that, by the way? Do you want me to stay here or... I just arrived here, so I have no place to stay right now."

"Are their other Radiants here? Windrunners?" Skye asked, looking far more alert than Kai.

[Through the Living Wrath he/him]

4 minutes ago, KnightSkye said:

"I'm sorry, I had never seen a glyph like any of those before you used them." Kai said, eyes drooping tiredly. "And rest sounds wonderful. Um, where should I go for that, by the way? Do you want me to stay here or... I just arrived here, so I have no place to stay right now."

"Are there other Radiants here? Windrunners?" Skye asked, looking far more alert than Kai.

Teon Asheol, the Mistwarrens, police office

Teon frowned. “Not sure. The only places to rest we have here are the cells. Let me get my map.”

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And by that, I mean let me check the list of specific locations

He nodded to Skye. “There is a place, but I think the two of you need to lay low for a while. The Shardthief is particularly… yeah.”

Edited January 20, 2025 by SpiritOfWrath

[KnightSkye Reforged They/Them]

3 minutes ago, SpiritOfWrath said:

Teon Asheol, the Mistwarrens, police office

Teon frowned. “Not sure. The only places to rest we have here are the cells. Let me get my map.”

He nodded to Skye. “There is a place, but I think the two of you need to lay low for a while. The Shardthief is particularly… yeah.”

Kaiden, The Mistwarrens, police headquarters

"Storms, I'll take a cell as long as it has something somewhat soft o can sleep on." 

"And," Skye interjected, "not get attacked by Chickenface."

[Through the Living Wrath he/him]

7 minutes ago, KnightSkye said:

Kaiden, The Mistwarrens, police headquarters

"Storms, I'll take a cell as long as it has something somewhat soft o can sleep on." 

"And," Skye interjected, "not get attacked by Chickenface."

“Hhhmm… there are places you can stay, but none very trustworthy. All right. I’m going to give you a cell - I’ll watch over you in case the Shardthief attacks.”

Teon cradled his hand again, memories flashing at a similar experience. An experience that highlighted his ignorance.

[KnightSkye Reforged They/Them]

1 minute ago, SpiritOfWrath said:

“Hhhmm… there are places you can stay, but none very trustworthy. All right. I’m going to give you a cell - I’ll watch over you in case the Shardthief attacks.”

Teon cradled his hand again, memories flashing at a similar experience. An experience that highlighted his ignorance.

Kaiden, The Mistwarrens, police headquarters

Kai saluted Asheol. "Thank you. I appreciate it. Are you sure you don't want to borrow my plate while I rest?"

 

[Through the Living Wrath he/him]

1 minute ago, KnightSkye said:

Kaiden, The Mistwarrens, police headquarters

Kai saluted Asheol. "Thank you. I appreciate it. Are you sure you don't want to borrow my plate while I rest?"

 

He frowned. “Perhaps… though I can and will wake you if he comes.”

@TwinStorm

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Perhaps we shudst wait for Stormy to continue.

 

[TwinStorm He/Him]

2 hours ago, SpiritOfWrath said:

@TwinStorm

“Look; I can and will talk to you, but right now we need to get somewhere safer. I would suggest going invisible again, spren. We need to lose the Shardthief.”

He drew an Aon, silencing their footsteps and turning a corner. 

7 minutes ago, SpiritOfWrath said:

He frowned. “Perhaps… though I can and will wake you if he comes.”

@TwinStorm

 

Leon, the Mistwarrens, outside police headquarters

Leon waited just outside a window, from a perspective where he could seen in without being spotted. The Radiant was there, with an Elantrian. He needed anti-investiture, and badly, if he was to continue.

[Koloss17 She/They]

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@SpiritOfWrath @KnightSkye @TwinStorm a bit of note: given that there’s no dm to give descriptions, feel free to describe the area, people, and thoughts in your posts. While dialogue is obviously encouraged, having a post have more substance than a paragraph or two of talking and actions might be useful. This is more of a tip for the future, when you aren’t able to easily RP back and forth without hours of delay, but it’s something to keep in mind. 
 

@TwinStorm it’s worth noting that the mistwarrens isn’t a proper district, it’s a collection of slums around the three (four including the Corridor) Scadrian districts. I wouldn’t be surprised if there was a police precinct in the Mistwarrens, but expect it to be understaffed, corrupt, and unable to do all that much due to lack of serious support from the district that it is technically in. Especially given that Perses has made it clear for the districts to back off from supporting the mistwarrens, the police station is not going to be the most luxurious place out there.

Also, where positionally is this police precinct? Feel free to make up a street name or area, as it’s intentionally left vague. There is no clear map of Alleycity, so you can make up places or adjacencies. Like for example, the mistwarrens are going to be on the outskirts of pretty much all of the Scadrian districts, which means it’s also theoretically close to other non-Scadrians districts. The main reason I’m asking this is for Perses to know where this is happening.

Also also, the Alleys is a distinctly different place from the Alleyverse, which is different than Alleycity. Alleycity is the city in which the RP takes place, the pocket dimension it is in is called the Alleyverse, and the Alleys is a almost parallel dimension that is the passageway between Alleyplanet and the other universes. It’s also incredibly dangerous and more akin to a nightmare realm than the relatively normal physical space of Alleyplanet. Purely a terminology thing, and nothing that you need to worry about too much, just for future reference.

[Stormlightsong]

19 hours ago, SpiritOfWrath said:

Tulen Hental, New Halandren

 It had been a while since he had lost his Breath, but he still felt the effects now. The doctors told him he didn’t have as much time… a few decades, were he lucky.

If he wasn’t…

Well, he could stop it from happening to others, at least.

A notification appeared on his computer, but it took him embarrassingly long to actually notice it.

It was a call from Peterson, likely urgent. Tulen answered.

”Yes?”

His voice was eager, a sharp contrast to the muted surroundings that came with his… lack… of a soul.

Anger seethed within him as he remembered it. It likely showed on his face, but he didn’t mind; those with UFO understood.

”What would this job pertain of?”

 

Richard Peterson, UFO HQ

Richard smiled dispite Tulen’s concerning eagerness. His anger was useful but also made him unpredictable.

”Shortly an agent should arrive. Her name is Palava.” Richard pulled up a picture of the Alethi woman. “She will help you with your task.”

Richard sighed and let his voice become less professional. “So here’s the secret mission. You are to head to the address I just put in the chat. There you will find an IRS operation.” Richard kept himself from laughing when he abbreviated the Idrian Resistance Society. The acronym itself was funny, that’s why he chose it, but what was even more hilarious was the fact that he was one of the only people who got the joke. “You are to help with the handling of the Anti-Investiture Weapons being stored and distributed from there. When you arrive you will have to use the codeword ‘to be, or not to be’ which they have been informed to respond to with ‘that is the question’. You will get more instructions for the leader of the IRS operation. You got all that?”

@Steel Speedster

 

Edited January 20, 2025 by Stormlightsong

[Steel Speedster ♂]

Palava, New Hallandren

Palava Maves walked down the streets of New Hallandren on her way to her new assignment. Fortunately, she had been reassigned to the district a few days earlier, avoiding the complications of getting in that the lockdown would have caused.

This would be her first real assignment. Back in the Sphere, there had been few operations to take part in. They would get there one day.

Palava found the location she had been given, and knocked on the door, keeping one eye on the people passing in the street.

@Stormlightsong @SpiritOfWrath

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I wasn't sure what Tulen's location was like, so I had to improvise a bit. Hopefully this works, @SpiritOfWrath.

 

[Koloss17 She/They]

Perses, The Alleys.

Perses wandered the Alleys. It was meant to be chaotic, and he was assured it was. However, with Belias’ protection, he experienced none of that. Instead, he wandered Belias’ domain unimpeded.

It was an odd experience. There was no noise, not even the sounds of his footsteps. The plane was perfectly flat, with no variation in the terrain. He knew it wasn’t always like this, but at this point, Perses was unsure if this was even the Alleys anymore. Could Belias really have this large of an expanse to himself?

The one thing Perses could detect was the Alleyways. Whether that was through his bond with Belias or a natural consequence of the Alleys, he didn’t know. Whenever an Alleyway opened or closed, he could sense it. He had a general idea of where it went, and if he needed to, he could consult Belias on where specifically it popped out. Right now though, Perses didn’t care where he went, so long as it was in the Mistwarrens. 

…..

Stepping through the Alleyway, he emerged back into Alleycity. A flood of senses hit him, first of which was the damp and smelly air of the slums. Perfect.

Begrudgingly, Perses took to the skies. He had spent over a year with his additional Allomantic abilities, and while he was much more competent with them than he used to be, he hadn’t fully embraced them. Especially not flying. 

Storing his balancemind and touchminds, he felt less of the effects of throwing himself into the air. However, it was still disorienting. Landing perfectly on a rooftop, he sent out a pulse of senses to determine his location. He was used to using his powers in this way. It’s what he did since he was a kid, stumbling around Scadrian streets. It’s what he did as a scout in the Cognitive Realm, relaying it to his crew. At this point, it was second nature. 
 

In the span of about a minute, Perses cycled through his senses, storing all but one in sequence, which he tapped to an extreme. First, he felt everything. The wind, the humidity. It was cold, but not windy. The air was damp, and soot gently brushed up against his arms. Then was smell, where he took in the rank odors of the city. The faint smell of chouta pierced through the haze, which narrowed things down. There was a Rosharan restaurant near smokestack, but most of the Herdazian cuisine was between the corridor and the Sphere, as it was cheap and relatively easy to make. He stored that, tapping his lifesense. A congregation of people was off to his right, doubtlessly a shelter of some sort. In the distance there was a few stores, with some people grouped as if in a bar. Given that was where he smelled the food from, it was a safe bet to assume that was a restaurant. At this point, he was confident he was near the Sphere. Still, taking in more information was useful.

He tapped his bronzesense, pushing beyond the other senses. A weak pulse of a Coppercloud came from the shelter, with the light burn of brass coming from the restaurant. On the other side of the building, the buzz of steel was felt, from someone that appeared to be snooping on a small group of people. More interestingly though was the thrum of what appeared to be Selish Elantrian magic coming from someone the coinshot was snooping on. 
 

Moving on, Perses tapped steelsense, where he was greeted with a faint image of the area around him. Though it was far from perfect, most places had specks of metal lying about, allowing Perses to get an idea of the area around him. As he suspected, the various bits of metal in the building next door confirmed it was a shelter. A pile of silverware off to the side, with metal scraps and items strewn across the place. A few people even had weapons on them, carefully concealed. The seeker had a bit of aluminum on them, as it was a notable void in his vision. Interesting.

Lastly, Perses tapped hearingsense. This was the most chaotic of his senses, but he had learned to selectively focus on different things around him, ignoring the rest of the noise. He decided to focus on the distant conversation with the Elantrian.

“—other radiants here? Windrunners?”

A radiant, eh? Perses had told them to mind their own business, but maybe this was a loner.

”There is a place, but I think the two of you need to lay low for a while. The Shardthief is particularly… yeah”

Interesting. Hearing the conversations around them, it was clear where he was. That was the police precinct off of Kredik Street. It was nothing he had paid much mind to, as the people there only dealt with smaller crimes. Petty theft, muggings, a murder here and there. They stayed clear of interfering with him, especially after he had reminded them not to by killing a detective that had tracked him down to his old hideout. Still, with an elantrian and a radiant, the police station could be more of an issue than he expected. Perhaps it was time to pay them a visit.

Quiet as a mouse, Perses landed back onto the street, with a new destination in mind.

@KnightSkye @TwinStorm @SpiritOfWrath

[Through the Living Wrath he/him]

7 minutes ago, Koloss17 said:

Perses, The Alleys.

Perses wandered the Alleys. It was meant to be chaotic, and he was assured it was. However, with Belias’ protection, he experienced none of that. Instead, he wandered Belias’ domain unimpeded.

It was an odd experience. There was no noise, not even the sounds of his footsteps. The plane was perfectly flat, with no variation in the terrain. He knew it wasn’t always like this, but at this point, Perses was unsure if this was even the Alleys anymore. Could Belias really have this large of an expanse to himself?

The one thing Perses could detect was the Alleyways. Whether that was through his bond with Belias or a natural consequence of the Alleys, he didn’t know. Whenever an Alleyway opened or closed, he could sense it. He had a general idea of where it went, and if he needed to, he could consult Belias on where specifically it popped out. Right now though, Perses didn’t care where he went, so long as it was in the Mistwarrens. 

…..

Stepping through the Alleyway, he emerged back into Alleycity. A flood of senses hit him, first of which was the damp and smelly air of the slums. Perfect.

Begrudgingly, Perses took to the skies. He had spent over a year with his additional Allomantic abilities, and while he was much more competent with them than he used to be, he hadn’t fully embraced them. Especially not flying. 

Storing his balancemind and touchminds, he felt less of the effects of throwing himself into the air. However, it was still disorienting. Landing perfectly on a rooftop, he sent out a pulse of senses to determine his location. He was used to using his powers in this way. It’s what he did since he was a kid, stumbling around Scadrian streets. It’s what he did as a scout in the Cognitive Realm, relaying it to his crew. At this point, it was second nature. 
 

In the span of about a minute, Perses cycled through his senses, storing all but one in sequence, which he tapped to an extreme. First, he felt everything. The wind, the humidity. It was cold, but not windy. The air was damp, and soot gently brushed up against his arms. Then was smell, where he took in the rank odors of the city. The faint smell of chouta pierced through the haze, which narrowed things down. There was a Rosharan restaurant near smokestack, but most of the Herdazian cuisine was between the corridor and the Sphere, as it was cheap and relatively easy to make. He stored that, tapping his lifesense. A congregation of people was off to his right, doubtlessly a shelter of some sort. In the distance there was a few stores, with some people grouped as if in a bar. Given that was where he smelled the food from, it was a safe bet to assume that was a restaurant. At this point, he was confident he was near the Sphere. Still, taking in more information was useful.

He tapped his bronzesense, pushing beyond the other senses. A weak pulse of a Coppercloud came from the shelter, with the light burn of brass coming from the restaurant. On the other side of the building, the buzz of steel was felt, from someone that appeared to be snooping on a small group of people. More interestingly though was the thrum of what appeared to be Selish Elantrian magic coming from someone the coinshot was snooping on. 
 

Moving on, Perses tapped steelsense, where he was greeted with a faint image of the area around him. Though it was far from perfect, most places had specks of metal lying about, allowing Perses to get an idea of the area around him. As he suspected, the various bits of metal in the building next door confirmed it was a shelter. A pile of silverware off to the side, with metal scraps and items strewn across the place. A few people even had weapons on them, carefully concealed. The seeker had a bit of aluminum on them, as it was a notable void in his vision. Interesting.

Lastly, Perses tapped hearingsense. This was the most chaotic of his senses, but he had learned to selectively focus on different things around him, ignoring the rest of the noise. He decided to focus on the distant conversation with the Elantrian.

“—other radiants here? Windrunners?”

A radiant, eh? Perses had told them to mind their own business, but maybe this was a loner.

”There is a place, but I think the two of you need to lay low for a while. The Shardthief is particularly… yeah”

Interesting. Hearing the conversations around them, it was clear where he was. That was the police precinct off of Kredik Street. It was nothing he had paid much mind to, as the people there only dealt with smaller crimes. Petty theft, muggings, a murder here and there. They stayed clear of interfering with him, especially after he had reminded them not to by killing a detective that had tracked him down to his old hideout. Still, with an elantrian and a radiant, the police station could be more of an issue than he expected. Perhaps it was time to pay them a visit.

Quiet as a mouse, Perses landed back onto the street, with a new destination in mind.

@KnightSkye @TwinStorm @SpiritOfWrath

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…

should I be worried?

Also, sorry I was gone…

on another note, I beat Ornstein and Smough

 

4 hours ago, Stormlightsong said:

Richard Peterson, UFO HQ

Richard smiled dispite Tulen’s concerning eagerness. His anger was useful but also made him unpredictable.

”Shortly an agent should arrive. Her name is Palava.” Richard pulled up a picture of the Alethi woman. “She will help you with your task.”

Richard sighed and let his voice become less professional. “So here’s the secret mission. You are to head to the address I just put in the chat. There you will find an IRS operation.” Richard kept himself from laughing when he abbreviated the Idrian Resistance Society. The acronym itself was funny, that’s why he chose it, but what was even more hilarious was the fact that he was one of the only people who got the joke. “You are to help with the handling of the Anti-Investiture Weapons being stored and distributed from there. When you arrive you will have to use the codeword ‘to be, or not to be’ which they have been informed to respond to with ‘that is the question’. You will get more instructions for the leader of the IRS operation. You got all that?”

@Steel Speedster

 

Tulen, New Halandren

“Understood. ‘To be or not to be’?”

Tulen nodded.

 

2 hours ago, Steel Speedster said:

Palava, New Hallandren

Palava Maves walked down the streets of New Hallandren on her way to her new assignment. Fortunately, she had been reassigned to the district a few days earlier, avoiding the complications of getting in that the lockdown would have caused.

This would be her first real assignment. Back in the Sphere, there had been few operations to take part in. They would get there one day.

Palava found the location she had been given, and knocked on the door, keeping one eye on the people passing in the street.

@Stormlightsong @SpiritOfWrath

 

“The agent is here.”

Tulen turned his head, opening the door to let Palava into the room.

”Hello. I understand you are to help me?”

[Koloss17 She/They]

27 minutes ago, SpiritOfWrath said:

 

Tulen, New Halandren

“Understood. ‘To be or not to be’?”

Tulen nodded.

 

“The agent is here.”

Tulen turned his head, opening the door to let Palava into the room.

”Hello. I understand you are to help me?”

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Reminder, to you and everyone else: having more than just a line or two of dialogue is encouraged. Describing the setting, for example the room that Tulen is in, and what he thought of it is useful. Also, thoughts and inner monologue, about who he’s interacting with or about his surroundings is a good thing to include. Not only can this flesh out your character and inform others of your character’s personality, it also helps the collaborative storytelling aspect of this RP. With no DM, there’s no way to create lore, scenery, or push the plot. Everything is up to the players, and adding that little bit extra to your post can help that.

let out your inner author! We’re making a story together, not running a D&D campaign.

 

Edited January 21, 2025 by Koloss17

[TwinStorm He/Him]

2 hours ago, Koloss17 said:

Perses, The Alleys.

Perses wandered the Alleys. It was meant to be chaotic, and he was assured it was. However, with Belias’ protection, he experienced none of that. Instead, he wandered Belias’ domain unimpeded.

It was an odd experience. There was no noise, not even the sounds of his footsteps. The plane was perfectly flat, with no variation in the terrain. He knew it wasn’t always like this, but at this point, Perses was unsure if this was even the Alleys anymore. Could Belias really have this large of an expanse to himself?

The one thing Perses could detect was the Alleyways. Whether that was through his bond with Belias or a natural consequence of the Alleys, he didn’t know. Whenever an Alleyway opened or closed, he could sense it. He had a general idea of where it went, and if he needed to, he could consult Belias on where specifically it popped out. Right now though, Perses didn’t care where he went, so long as it was in the Mistwarrens. 

…..

Stepping through the Alleyway, he emerged back into Alleycity. A flood of senses hit him, first of which was the damp and smelly air of the slums. Perfect.

Begrudgingly, Perses took to the skies. He had spent over a year with his additional Allomantic abilities, and while he was much more competent with them than he used to be, he hadn’t fully embraced them. Especially not flying. 

Storing his balancemind and touchminds, he felt less of the effects of throwing himself into the air. However, it was still disorienting. Landing perfectly on a rooftop, he sent out a pulse of senses to determine his location. He was used to using his powers in this way. It’s what he did since he was a kid, stumbling around Scadrian streets. It’s what he did as a scout in the Cognitive Realm, relaying it to his crew. At this point, it was second nature. 
 

In the span of about a minute, Perses cycled through his senses, storing all but one in sequence, which he tapped to an extreme. First, he felt everything. The wind, the humidity. It was cold, but not windy. The air was damp, and soot gently brushed up against his arms. Then was smell, where he took in the rank odors of the city. The faint smell of chouta pierced through the haze, which narrowed things down. There was a Rosharan restaurant near smokestack, but most of the Herdazian cuisine was between the corridor and the Sphere, as it was cheap and relatively easy to make. He stored that, tapping his lifesense. A congregation of people was off to his right, doubtlessly a shelter of some sort. In the distance there was a few stores, with some people grouped as if in a bar. Given that was where he smelled the food from, it was a safe bet to assume that was a restaurant. At this point, he was confident he was near the Sphere. Still, taking in more information was useful.

He tapped his bronzesense, pushing beyond the other senses. A weak pulse of a Coppercloud came from the shelter, with the light burn of brass coming from the restaurant. On the other side of the building, the buzz of steel was felt, from someone that appeared to be snooping on a small group of people. More interestingly though was the thrum of what appeared to be Selish Elantrian magic coming from someone the coinshot was snooping on. 
 

Moving on, Perses tapped steelsense, where he was greeted with a faint image of the area around him. Though it was far from perfect, most places had specks of metal lying about, allowing Perses to get an idea of the area around him. As he suspected, the various bits of metal in the building next door confirmed it was a shelter. A pile of silverware off to the side, with metal scraps and items strewn across the place. A few people even had weapons on them, carefully concealed. The seeker had a bit of aluminum on them, as it was a notable void in his vision. Interesting.

Lastly, Perses tapped hearingsense. This was the most chaotic of his senses, but he had learned to selectively focus on different things around him, ignoring the rest of the noise. He decided to focus on the distant conversation with the Elantrian.

“—other radiants here? Windrunners?”

A radiant, eh? Perses had told them to mind their own business, but maybe this was a loner.

”There is a place, but I think the two of you need to lay low for a while. The Shardthief is particularly… yeah”

Interesting. Hearing the conversations around them, it was clear where he was. That was the police precinct off of Kredik Street. It was nothing he had paid much mind to, as the people there only dealt with smaller crimes. Petty theft, muggings, a murder here and there. They stayed clear of interfering with him, especially after he had reminded them not to by killing a detective that had tracked him down to his old hideout. Still, with an elantrian and a radiant, the police station could be more of an issue than he expected. Perhaps it was time to pay them a visit.

Quiet as a mouse, Perses landed back onto the street, with a new destination in mind.

@KnightSkye @TwinStorm @SpiritOfWrath

Leon, Mistwarrens, Outside police precinct

Leon squinted at the Inquisitor in the street, slightly awed. He was new in the underworld, but dominated the Mistwarrens. Perses, they called him. A monster. He Pushed himself down to the street, landing down gently. He walked up to Perses, unfearing. Well, maybe he was slightly afraid. He tapped determination, then raised a hand. "What are you doing here?" he asked amicably.

[Steel Speedster ♂]

2 hours ago, SpiritOfWrath said:

 

Tulen, New Halandren

“Understood. ‘To be or not to be’?”

Tulen nodded.

 

“The agent is here.”

Tulen turned his head, opening the door to let Palava into the room.

”Hello. I understand you are to help me?”

Palava, New Hallandren, Tulen’s Residence

”Tulen Hental, I presume?” Palava said, stepping into the room and surveying the pale man. “Yes, I’m Agent Maves. I was assigned to assist you.”

The drab scientist wasn’t much to look at, but she had been warned that he could be intense.

”Shall we commence, then?” Palava asked. “I will stay out of your way until you require my assistance.”

[Koloss17 She/They]

14 minutes ago, TwinStorm said:

Leon, Mistwarrens, Outside police precinct

Leon squinted at the Inquisitor in the street, slightly awed. He was new in the underworld, but dominated the Mistwarrens. Perses, they called him. A monster. He Pushed himself down to the street, landing down gently. He walked up to Perses, unfearing. Well, maybe he was slightly afraid. He tapped determination, then raised a hand. "What are you doing here?" he asked amicably.

Perses halted, annoyed. What made this man think it was a good idea to annoy him?

The man felt twisted to his lifesense. With a brief flash of steelsense, he found it. A hemalurgist, like him. He had two different metalminds, yet Perses wasn’t experienced enough to know which ones. A Twinborn with a feruchemantic spike, eh? Interesting. Bronzesense showed that he had F-zinc. Whether it was his spiked metal was unclear, and Perses didn’t want to waste further bronzesense to find out.

”I have business to attend to. Unless you have something that you think is worth my time, I suggest you get out of the way.” Though the man intrigued Perses, he had no reason to bother with him.

[TwinStorm He/Him]

6 minutes ago, Koloss17 said:

Perses halted, annoyed. What made this man think it was a good idea to annoy him?

The man felt twisted to his lifesense. With a brief flash of steelsense, he found it. A hemalurgist, like him. He had two different metalminds, yet Perses wasn’t experienced enough to know which ones. A Twinborn with a feruchemantic spike, eh? Interesting. Bronzesense showed that he had F-zinc. Whether it was his spiked metal was unclear, and Perses didn’t want to waste further bronzesense to find out.

”I have business to attend to. Unless you have something that you think is worth my time, I suggest you get out of the way.” Though the man intrigued Perses, he had no reason to bother with him.

Leon, the Mistwarrens, the street

Leon smiled at him, then pulled out his gun. "Corner of second balcony, Kredik street." he said, and raised his gun, barely looking as he hit the edge of the railing on the balcony. An easy trick with his experience. When trying to make an impression, normally he did it over the ear, but he was not stupid enough to do that to an Inquisitor.

"Look, I've been in crime for a long time. And never has the underworld been as disturbed as when you rose to power. Your stunt with burning that factory, the blood moon, well that wasn't you, but regardless, it scared them stiff. I want to know something. What do you want to do with the Mistwarrens? I mean, you could do whatever with practically no resistance." he said, gesturing around, noting the cowering civilians peeking through curtained windows. "They're terrified of you."

[Koloss17 She/They]

7 minutes ago, TwinStorm said:

Leon, the Mistwarrens, the street

Leon smiled at him, then pulled out his gun. "Corner of second balcony, Kredik street." he said, and raised his gun, barely looking as he hit the edge of the railing on the balcony. An easy trick with his experience. When trying to make an impression, normally he did it over the ear, but he was not stupid enough to do that to an Inquisitor.

"Look, I've been in crime for a long time. And never has the underworld been as disturbed as when you rose to power. Your stunt with burning that factory, the blood moon, well that wasn't you, but regardless, it scared them stiff. I want to know something. What do you want to do with the Mistwarrens? I mean, you could do whatever with practically no resistance." he said, gesturing around, noting the cowering civilians peeking through curtained windows. "They're terrified of you."

Perses sighed. “Evidently, not everyone. Now, determination sure helps, but still. My job’s far from over.”

The stranger had a point though. What was his goal? Ultimately, he wanted to be respected. He had that now, for the most part. What’s next?

Perses began walking to the police station, turning his head to respond. “I want to keep this place in check. This is the worst district of the city. Do you think I want it to stay that way?”

This, he knew, was a lie. Yes, he was disgusted by the state of this place. But to him, this was how it was. It was a kill or be killed world, where might was all that mattered. Now that he was on top, all he had to do was stay there. And to do that, he had to keep things in check.