Forged Iron

[+ZincAboutIt she/her]

Alleine raised an eyebrow at the barkeep’s abrupt change in demeanor. The koloss-blooded boy slunk away into the back of the tavern as the bartender smiled at her.

Charming, she thought.

”Gin, please, if you have it,” she said, sliding up to the bar and tapping one fingernail on the wood. “Whiskey if you don’t.”

She returned the man’s smile, using a pinch of Zinc and stoking his bias towards her - just a bit. Most people didn’t understand emotional allomancy, generally just assuming that Soothers and Rioters slammed emotions into one’s mind like cudgels. That was nonsense. As with many things, less was usually more. Alleine had found that oftentimes, a bit of lace on the bodice and the right rouge got a girl at least as far as Zinc, and no amount of aluminum lining in one’s hat could block it.

”I’m passing through to visit my cousin,” she said, looking around and feigning a slight overwhelm. “I didn’t expect such a crowd. Tell me, do you happen to know what’s going on here? A man such as yourself surely hears all sorts of news.”

@Ookla the Stick

[dannnex male]

29 minutes ago, Ookla the Stick said:

"-I swear, you put that damn radio down, kig!

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Coughscadrialhasntinventedradioyetcough

Unless this takes place a while after W&W. Or unless the term radio is referring to something else. Or unless that’s just completely not important at all and getting the world exactly right isn’t important and I’m being annoying. Yeah I think it’s that last one. 

 

[Kingsdaughter613 she/her]

4 minutes ago, Invocation said:

"I had an assured plan to get out of the storm. You didn't." He grimaced. Still don't know who Ett is. "But yeah, anyway, try this." He pushed the other glass of that yellow stuff at her. "It's pretty good."

Eryn smiled at him. “The Sovereign would not have let me die. He was watching in the storm to see if I could survive.”

She sipped the drink, enjoying the play of sweet and sour flavors on her tongue. “This is a good drink. It tastes of Citron, but more sour. What fruit is this made of?” Perhaps she could bring a cutting home. If it was similar to Citron it might take. The extra sourness could allow for some interesting flavor mixes in her truffle fillings.

Perhaps she would give some to the Sovereign. If he liked it he might get her a small grove. He was fond of sweets. She could use that to persuade him.

[overlord stick]

36 minutes ago, Dannex said:

 

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Shoot- Uhh just pretend it was something else then, lol

38 minutes ago, ZincAboutIt said:

Alleine raised an eyebrow at the barkeep’s abrupt change in demeanor. The koloss-blooded boy slunk away into the back of the tavern as the bartender smiled at her.

Charming, she thought.

”Gin, please, if you have it,” she said, sliding up to the bar and tapping one fingernail on the wood. “Whiskey if you don’t.”

She returned the man’s smile, using a pinch of Zinc and stoking his bias towards her - just a bit. Most people didn’t understand emotional allomancy, generally just assuming that Soothers and Rioters slammed emotions into one’s mind like cudgels. That was nonsense. As with many things, less was usually more. Alleine had found that oftentimes, a bit of lace on the bodice and the right rouge got a girl at least as far as Zinc, and no amount of aluminum lining in one’s hat could block it.

”I’m passing through to visit my cousin,” she said, looking around and feigning a slight overwhelm. “I didn’t expect such a crowd. Tell me, do you happen to know what’s going on here? A man such as yourself surely hears all sorts of news.”

@Ookla the Stick

The man nodded, turning to pour a drink for her.

"Course, 'o course. Not many drinkers for Gin round here, they consider it a ladies' drink. Perfect for a pretty little thing like you though, I'd say."

He smiled to himself, but his words had a joking tone to it, his minor flirt lacking any real interest. He had more important things to worry about then pretty women, especially if they were only just passing through.

Turning back to her, he slid the drink across the counter, nodding to her. He didn't notice the slight shift in his emotions, he hardly knew anything about Allomancy, or any of that other fancy jumbo. It didn't concern him much, didn't come knocking on his door, so why should he care?

"Oh? I'd be careful on your way, Miss. Lookin' at you, I assume you're new to the Roughs, eh? I'd be careful if I were you." Putting away the Gin, he continued to talk. "I've heard some things- People talk of coalitions back in the Basin, that they're gunnin' for some mine all the ways out here. Don't know why aluminum is so popular, something about those metallic arts, or whatever. I don't get the appeal myself, it's just harder to get metal."

It wouldn't take much to deduce the man had no idea what he was talking about, at least concerning the uses of aluminum. 

"Let's see... Somethin' about..." The man clicked his tongue, looking at her. "Hm, I coulda sworn I remembered somethin' about them mines... Odd."

His pause was hesitant. The girl didn't look entirely like a basin dandy, but those clothes were still too clean, too proper, and her appearance embraced femininity, not the reverse. He didn't expect her to catch the common, even cliched message in his words. Still, it would be better to at least give her a chance, something like a test of sorts.

Edited December 28, 2020 by Ookla the Stick

[Lecky Twig she/her]

Drae flipped his hood down as he walked into the tavern, this was where it was whispered that work would be waiting; work that involved aluminium would be familiar to him and scars, was he desperate for work.

He stopped in the doorway for a moment and hushed the urge to sooth the hidden tension out of the room. Drae took a deep breath a stode foward. These ruffians wont bother me, they dont got no reason to, he thought in reassureance to himself. He was dressed like he had enough money for a drink or two, but in reality he was dirt poor from the mess-up in Elendel. So he casually slipped a drink from a nearby women's hand, giving her a knowing smirk and a subtle emotional push to stop the lady from fussing. Then Drae walked over to an empty table and slumped down in a nearby chair "mmm" he muttered to himself in approval "gin."

@Ookla the Stick

[Guest Somebody from Scadrial]

Ash went into the Tavern, what a stupid name. He was supposed to meet Brunt here. He saw more people than when he had stopped in all those years ago, but it was in its early days then. I guess a little growth is to be expected. He looked around for a Koloss-blood, but he only saw a smaller one, definitely not his old friend. Now he was nowhere near small, largest man Ash had ever seen.

[+ZincAboutIt she/her]

9 hours ago, Ookla the Stick said:

"Let's see... Somethin' about..." The man clicked his tongue, looking at her. "Hm, I coulda sworn I remembered somethin' about them mines... Odd."

His pause was hesitant. The girl didn't look entirely like a basin dandy, but those clothes were still too clean, too proper, and her appearance embraced femininity, not the reverse. He didn't expect her to catch the common, even cliched message in his words. Still, it would be better to at least give her a chance, something like a test of sorts.

Alleine cocked her head, considering pulling on his sense of good will a bit more, perhaps his desire to talk - but no. No, in situations like these, it was best not to risk her hand too early. 

"It can be difficult," she said, slipping a few coins out of her pocket and sliding them across the bar towards the man, "to remember things, especially considering how busy you are." It was enough for the drink, and a bit more besides. Alleine gave him a pointed look. "But if anything comes to mind, I'd love to know."

Just then, another man passed by the bar, casually whisking her newly-poured glass of gin off the counter and seating himself at a nearby table. Her mouth was halfway open to protest when she figured that it was better to avoid making a fuss. No need to get all riled up, especially about something as silly as a --

Wait. 

Alleine narrowed her eyes, examining the man. He was Soothing her, and doing a damn fine job of it too. If she wasn't a Rioter, she probably wouldn't have noticed anything at all. It was only her years of experience with emotion - her own and others' - that gave her enough context to know where to look. She fished another two coins out of her pocket and set them down.

"Another glass, if you please," she said, smiling. "I didn't think my friend would show up so early. If you could bring it to our table, I'd be much obliged."

Then, she turned and walked towards the Soother, settling herself down across from him and leaning back in her chair. He looked well-dressed, but there was a tightness in his eyes that hinted at lean times. Besides, there were only two reasons to steal a lady's drink. You either wanted to flirt with her, or you were too wrung out to buy your own. He didn't seem brazen enough for the former.

"I do hope you're enjoying that drink," she said, "considering how decent it was of me to buy it for you."

@Lecky Twig

[+Invocation]

11 hours ago, Kingsdaughter613 said:

Eryn smiled at him. “The Sovereign would not have let me die. He was watching in the storm to see if I could survive.”

She sipped the drink, enjoying the play of sweet and sour flavors on her tongue. “This is a good drink. It tastes of Citron, but more sour. What fruit is this made of?” Perhaps she could bring a cutting home. If it was similar to Citron it might take. The extra sourness could allow for some interesting flavor mixes in her truffle fillings.

Perhaps she would give some to the Sovereign. If he liked it he might get her a small grove. He was fond of sweets. She could use that to persuade him.

"What, you think I know what it's made of? I just drink it." Maybe he should figure out what it was made of and try to make some himself. Might be worth investigating to sell. Funds are funds, after all. He decided not to address anything about this Sovereign character. 

[AonEne he/him]

12 hours ago, Dannex said:

So everyone is some sort of mercenary? How does Ene’s inquisitor fit into that theme then? Basically I’m just wondering where the plot is going and what sort of character I should make to fit that plot.

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She's here because Harmony is interested in these people, and is trying to get her to follow him willingly.

A bit of duralumin with her bronze told Marie that there were Allomancers here - emotional ones, all the worse. Of course Harmony would send her to work with emotional Allomancers; extra ropes to tie her down with. Scowling, she walked up to the bar and snapped a boxing onto it. "Water." She kept her head carefully angled away, not showing her face.

@Ookla the Stick

[Kingsdaughter613 she/her]

23 minutes ago, Invocation said:

"What, you think I know what it's made of? I just drink it." Maybe he should figure out what it was made of and try to make some himself. Might be worth investigating to sell. Funds are funds, after all. He decided not to address anything about this Sovereign character. 

 

12 minutes ago, AonEne said:

A bit of duralumin with her bronze told Marie that there were Allomancers here - emotional ones, all the worse. Of course Harmony would send her to work with emotional Allomancers; extra ropes to tie her down with. Scowling, she walked up to the bar and snapped a boxing onto it. "Water." She kept her head carefully angled away, not showing her face.

@Ookla the Stick

Eryn sipped thoughtfully, watching the people. A figure in a dark cloak moved through the crowds. As she moved past the candle Eryn caught a faint flash, as though something were reflecting the light beneath the hood. Nothing anyone here would notice, but she recognized it. She had seen it before, the way the light caught the Sovereign’s steel eye.

This, then, was Ett’s agent. The one she was to watch.

The Southerner smiled again at Aaron. “Perhaps the owner knows. I will ask.” She rose quickly, before he could object. He was far too protective. True, she was a chocolatier, but she was also a Hunter. Eryn had been trained to fight, even before. And now, she was so much more.

[Guest Somebody from Scadrial]

It was busy, oh well. He ordered a simple drink, he could get younger for a bit to deal with the hangover, but he preferred not to waste it like that. And he was getting too old to just walk around as if he was fine when he had one.

He looked at the cloaked figure, odd, most people weren't trying to hide around here, if they were criminals, they had likely bought off the local authorities, he remembered that much.

He walked to the person and sat next to them. He spoke quietly, "You attract more attention with that cloak then whatevers underneath ever could."

[mathiau he/him]

1 hour ago, ZincAboutIt said:

Besides, there were only two reasons to steal a lady's drink. You either wanted to flirt with her

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...Please tell me this isn't actually something people actually commonly do

 

Rain, Adilie didn't dislike a little rain, but this had not stopped since she'd left Elendel. Felt like the God Beyond was warning her how much a bother this mission'd be  

Completely soaked, she dramatically open the tavern's door and tapped he duralumin "Is it here for inquisitor babysitting duties?"

[AonEne he/him]

8 minutes ago, Somebody from Sel said:

It was busy, oh well. He ordered a simple drink, he could get younger for a bit to deal with the hangover, but he preferred not to waste it like that. And he was getting too old to just walk around as if he was fine when he had one.

He looked at the cloaked figure, odd, most people weren't trying to hide around here, if they were criminals, they had likely bought off the local authorities, he remembered that much.

He walked to the person and sat next to them. He spoke quietly, "You attract more attention with that cloak then whatevers underneath ever could."

One arm on the counter, Marie sighed. "Sure, kid," she said to the man standing next to her. He was old for a mortal, and clearly someone who fancied himself knowledgeable about the world. It was likely that he knew more about the situation here than she - Marie had spent the last few months underground. "But I really don't care if someone tries to follow me when I leave here, or whatever you're trying to warn me off from."

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Wait, Mat, how does she know about that?

@mathiau

[mathiau he/him]

3 minutes ago, AonEne said:

Wait, Mat, how does she know about that?  

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She've been sent here by Harmony to keep an eye on her, isn't it what we had decided? (and what I put in her character sheet?)

 

[AonEne he/him]

Just now, mathiau said:

She've been sent here by Harmony to keep an eye on her, isn't it what we had decided? (and what I put in her character sheet?)

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I thought we were going to have that interaction on screen? But we can have it have already happened, if you prefer that?

 

[mathiau he/him]

Just now, AonEne said:

I thought we were going to have that interaction on screen? But we can have it have already happened, if you prefer that?

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I'm assuming it'd take a few days to get from Elendel to the tavern and I like Adilie to be relevant to the story right now, so I'd prefer that also why are we not calling it a salon?

 

[AonEne he/him]

Just now, mathiau said:

I'm assuming it'd take a few days to get from Elendel to the tavern and I like Adilie to be relevant to the story right now, so I'd prefer that also why are we not calling it a salon?

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Fair enough! I have no idea

Marie flinched when the woman called out. Babysitting. Dark thoughts began to flicker through her head, ways to take those words back, to replace them with screams. On the bar, her hands fisted. Slowly she turned around, staring at Adilie with reflective steel - and Harmony assumed control before she could attack. She cursed him out internally, but he calmly walked her over to the woman, nodded at her, and gestured toward a table. "Shall we?"

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I'm thinking the table is next to Alleine and Drae, if that's good with everyone.

 

[Goob he/him]

KePuur was really, really good at card games.
Of course, he wasn't KePuur at the moment- he was currently Vasckar Bel, some minor criminal out in the roughs that he... 'borrowed' these bones from. He looked like a man in his mid-to-late thirties, with rough stubble covering his chin. His face had scars on his cheeks and his forehead, and his head was shaved bald.
Personally, he wasn't a big fan of this persona- it was far too serious for his tastes. Luckily, no one around here knew Vasckar, so he could tweak his personality, even if just a little.

"Hah! Full house!" KePuur says to the table full of men, all holding cards as he slams his hand down on the table, showing that yes, he had a full house.
Grumbles rise over the table as they begrudgingly handed over their boxings. "I'm not playing against this man ever again," says one of them.
Ah, being able to read people nearly perfectly was a nice side effect of his years of imitation.
Suddenly, a dark figure appeared at the door, face obscured with a large hood.
He turns to the men he was playing cards with, and says "I'm going to go get a drink, friends.
He turns back around, stands, and heads over to the bar...

[AonEne he/him]

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*Marie causally adds everyone in the building to her hit list*

 

[Kingsdaughter613 she/her]

2 minutes ago, AonEne said:

Marie flinched when the woman called out. Babysitting. Dark thoughts began to flicker through her head, ways to take those words back, to replace them with screams. On the bar, her hands fisted. Slowly she turned around, staring at Adilie with reflective steel - and Harmony assumed control before she could attack. She cursed him out internally, but he calmly walked her over to the woman, nodded at her, and gestured toward a table. "Shall we?"

 

 

Just now, AmazingGoob said:

KePuur was really, really good at card games.
Of course, he wasn't KePuur at the moment- he was currently Vasckar Bel, some minor criminal out in the roughs that he... 'borrowed' these bones from. He looked like a man in his mid-to-late thirties, with rough stubble covering his chin. His face had scars on his cheeks and his forehead, and his head was shaved bald.
Personally, he wasn't a big fan of this persona- it was far too serious for his tastes. Luckily, no one around here knew Vasckar, so he could tweak his personality, even if just a little.

"Hah! Full house!" KePuur says to the table full of men, all holding cards as he slams his hand down on the table, showing that yes, he had a full house.
Grumbles rise over the table as they begrudgingly handed over their boxings. "I'm not playing against this man ever again," says one of them.
Ah, being able to read people nearly perfectly was a nice side effect of his years of imitation.
Suddenly, a dark figure appeared at the door, face obscured with a large hood.
He turns to the men he was playing cards with, and says "I'm going to go get a drink, friends.
He turns back around, stands, and heads over to the bar...

Eryn watched the interaction between the Inquisitor and the newcomer with interest. The Sovereign would want to know about this. Still, despite her curiosity, she was careful to let nothing show. No Hunter would.

Instead she pretended not to notice the tension as she walked between the newcomer and the Inquisitor. She smiled up at the bartender. “This yellow sweet-sour drink: what is it made of?”

@Ookla the Stick

[mathiau he/him]

15 minutes ago, AonEne said:

Marie flinched when the woman called out. Babysitting. Dark thoughts began to flicker through her head, ways to take those words back, to replace them with screams. On the bar, her hands fisted. Slowly she turned around, staring at Adilie with reflective steel - and Harmony assumed control before she could attack. She cursed him out internally, but he calmly walked her over to the woman, nodded at her, and gestured toward a table. "Shall we?"

Adilie sat at the table the inquisitor was pointing to

"I sorry for the 'babysitting' part, that was quite rude of me. I'd say I had a very bad week but it's not really an excuse, and beside you've had a very bad three hundred years so if I apply that logic you should have killed me before I entered."

She looked at Marie for a while, trying to get over the unease the steel eyes gave her

[AonEne he/him]

Just now, mathiau said:

Adilie sat at the table the inquisitor was pointing to

"I sorry for the 'babysitting' part, that was quite rude of me. I'd say I had a very bad week but it's not really an excuse, and beside you've had a very bad three hundred years so if I apply that logic you should have killed me before I entered."

"She wants to," Harmony admitted quietly. "I am thankful that you agreed to help with this, since I cannot watch her constantly. Do you know the basics of commanding a Hemalurgic construction?"

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Sazed, why do you have to be so benevolently godly when you're talking to Wax, it's so hard to write you correctly

Hey Per, how many NPCs are in this bar?

 

[mathiau he/him]

Just now, AonEne said:

"She wants to," Harmony admitted quietly. "I am thankful that you agreed to help with this, since I cannot watch her constantly. Do you know the basics of commanding a Hemalurgic construction?"

"I have to compound our connection until I can 'see' things from her point of view, then I can give her order that she will follow until I you or someone else take her over"

 

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Writing the god of free will in that situation does look like a challenge

[Goob he/him]

4 minutes ago, mathiau said:

"I have to compound our connection until I can 'see' things from her point of view, then I can give her order that she will follow until I you or someone else take her over"

 

KePuur walks over to the pair and sits down next to them, and begins to whisper to "Been awhile, eh, Marie? When was the last time I saw you? Fifty years ago? Sixty?" He then focuses on Adilie. "You're Adilie, I suppose?"

[AonEne he/him]

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Right? Why can't he have talked about Paalm more? Braaaaaaandoooon I need Harmony POVs so I know how nicely manipulative to make hiiiiim

 

7 minutes ago, mathiau said:

"I have to compound our connection until I can 'see' things from her point of view, then I can give her order that she will follow until I you or someone else take her over"

"Indeed." He kept her voice low. "It may be best not to try it for the first time in a public space."

Just now, AmazingGoob said:

KePuur walks over to the pair and sits down next to them, and begins to whisper to "Been awhile, eh, Marie? When was the last time I saw you? Fifty years ago? Sixty?" He then focuses on Adilie. "You're Adilie, I suppose?"

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Before I answer, do we know each other personally and/or are we friends, or is he teasing?