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Silphio was fast asleep when a watch guard roused him. "Sir! A space marine just tore a hole through reality again." Kestraal told him. Silphio got ready and then floated down to the central grounds. "Hey there" Silphio said. His Larkin and aviar clung to his shoulders. His whitespine soon joined him. "What can I do for you?" @Grey Knight

Where is the index, by the way? We should probably stick it in the OP of this thread.

Non cannon:

Who do we think made the table? Here are the possibilities: Khrissalla. Kelsier & Spook. Marsh. The Lord Ruler. Or the Canton of Inquisition. Personally I think it was either TLR or Marsh as they have more intimate understanding of Hemalurgy and the god metals then anyone else. Thoughts?

So... This will be interesting for the alley verse. thoughts?

THE FOLLOWING IS OUT OF CHARACTER: Coming Era 3, the canton is going under a small reform. There are now three sectors that can be applied for, as well as Miscellaneous positions. Here they are: OPERATIONS: The canton now has more public operations. You can hire us out for jobs. Character members of Canton operations will report to Max, head of operations. Being a member of operations gives you access to the canton armoury and garage, as well a private bunk and vault. Covert operations can be run, and people will be selected for them by assessing previous results. Operators are organised into squads, there a four squads with eight people in each. if there aren't enough people to fill a squad, NPC's will be used. Each squad is organised into different roles. Mercenary Operation Cost: 500-2000 Chrysts dependent on the job The SQUAD LEADER is responsible for planning an operation and seeing it through, they also have a say in recruitment and which roles they need. PATROL: Patrol units are guards, They are mainly contracted to protect monuments and government buildings, but can be hired out for other establishments, such as trade shipments, banks, etc. Patrol units consist of anywhere from 10-20 PCs and NPCs. Being a Patrol member gives access to the bunks, the armoury and specialised canton training. In addition to food, protection and a decent wage. Patrol Characters report to Silphio Unit Hire Costs: 750C a unit INTELLIGENCE: Intelligence is fairly straightforward. Build a network of informants and information dealers, identify potential canton threats and keep people informed about the ongoings of the government. Being a member of the Intelligence sector gives you access to information, a bunk, access to the hub, canton protection and the ability to call in ops and communicate with Squad leaders. Members report to Astiel. MISCELANEOUS: Finance: Keeping track of not only canton Chrysts but also the bank of chrysts as a whole, pays well but requires work. Gives you access to ALL financial records, public or otherwise. Forging: Creating Weapons, Armour, Transport and Magical technology. You are payed per object created. Anyone interested in any of these canton positions, let me know in this thread.

So when we did the Era 2 time skip I made a thread called 16 year peace where we put short stories that happened there. Should I make one for the 1 year skip? What should I call it? I'm thinking something along the lines of 'The aftermath' or something following voidus' release, also, when is Era 3 starting? do we have a date or are we just doing it whenever.

See Devaan killing Hellbent twice.

Could you add canton of combat to the minor guilds list? I'll count as one member and if @MinatoRising comes back for Era 3 then he might count as another.

So, when is the Era starting, Jan 1 right? Which time zone? I’m two hours away from New Years, but I don’t know about your time zones, are moderators going to lock/bury Era 2 topics? How’s this going to work?

Silphio froze. "Oh my god Max... I never knew" Astiel looked at Max "Guess my dad's death put a damper on the mood, huh" He said in a hollow voice. Silphio shut the case and handed it to Max. "Go, get married, Devaan would be proud of you." Silphio put a hand on Max's shoulder and ushered him out the door. He then turned to Astiel, who was already putting on his robes. "It'll need some trimming, maybe I'll make it into a cloak" He told Silphio "So you accept?" "Yeah, what do you need me to do?" "I'll be in charge of recruitment and training in the canton's grounds. You're in charge of Intelligence and expanding Devaan's portfolio for now." "Got it. What will Max be in charge of?" "Operations, mainly. This is going to be a hell of a job for the three of us. Did you know we have security details all around the city? We have some guarding the storming bank of chrysts for taln's sake Financing will be a nightmare, we made money through hiring out security and doing the occasional mercenary op, but without Devaan we've lost a lot of reputation. People are dropping our contracts left and right." "Well, we'll have to fix this best we can, won't we?" Astiel walked out of the door and down to the intelligence quarter getting a bearing. Silphio sat at Devaan's desk. No. His desk. he hated this room. he remembered when he interned here, forced my Master Sheonar when he was 19, stationed as a guard. He searched through a stack of papers, he never realised how much work being a guild leader actually involved. He took out the first page he was looking for, guard rosters and training, he started reading through it absentmindedly.

Silphio was waiting in the reception area, he led Max up to Devaan's quarters, Astiel was already waiting there. A shocked expression on his face. "He's dead" Astiel kept muttering to himself "Someone actually managed to off the old bugger" Silphio shot him a look before turning to Max, the canton leader robes looked ill-fitting on him. He turned a tired face towards Max. "I have been elected canton leader." Astiel's head shot up "What?" "I'm not Devaan, I can't do this on my own. I need help. Advice." Silphio brought out two cases and opened them. Inside lay canton robes similar to his. "Will you join me?"

A canton representative pigeon flew through the sky and dropped a letter in Max's hand, flying off. @I think I am here.

Shai's room

Silphio has natural armour plating that he can grow from under his skin, so he doesn't need it right now, but Astiel might take it or a canton guard. 1

PROOF: They always go to people who are bleeding, they are trying to soothe their pain! THEORY: Hoid learn't how to break the fourth wall from deadpool after beating him in gambling with feruchemical fortune.

Heh. "Organised," that's funny

"Thank you. Have a good day" Silphio gingerly lifted it and handed it to a guard on duty. Nelran took the armour and walked gracefully to the armoury, placing it in the 'In case of emergency' rack. Silphio looked around at the canton members currently doing jobs around the entrance. they trusted him to be a leader. How? He was a warrior, Devaan was better at tactics then him, Master Sheonar always was a trickier fighter, Silphio preferred straightforward methods, he needed advisors, he retired to his study sending individual letters to people, names came to him as he wrote. @I think I am here. Silphio sent the letters, each would arrive to the recipient no matter where they were, the letters would be delivered by canton scouts, after all.

Silphio Shamus stood shakily, Canton official insignia emblazoned on his cloak. “That’s... me, somehow” He said

Heyo, It would be great if you could add that Devaan died fighting Hellbent.

Hellbent hit Devaan. The two fighters went down, summoning up their last dregs of strength in a bloody scramble up, Hellbent straddled Devaan, and with a grunt, snapped the terrisman’s arm. Devaan cried out in pain, reaching his remaining arm up and locking it around Hellbent’s throat, the stranglehold taking effect, Hellbent rocked and roared, but couldn’t shake Devaan, who just smiled weakly, everything going dark around both fighters. Hellbent’s body went limp, and Devaan let go, a single tear rolled down his eyes. I’m so sorry Max he thought, closing his eyes one final time. There, in the chamber under the canton of combat, in a cold arena, did the two fighters, Hellbent and Devaan, die. There they lay, next to each other, two corpses that were discovered the next day by Silphio, who was wandering around the tunnel system. *** In the cognitive realm, Devaan and Hellbent looked at each other. ”Good fight” Devaan told him ”You killed us both Sheonar” ”You were the one that came to me!” Harmony appeared in front of them. ”Gentlemen. You two know how this goes, be eased by your passing” The god explained ”Sazed, from one Terris to another, you’re doing a great job at godhood” ”Thank you, Tawrendal” ”Now that’s a name I haven’t heard in a while. But I’m not done here” ”Neither am I” Hellbent told Harmony Devaan started to flicker, he was fading... somewhere. ”But the world might be done with me” He turned and punched Hellbent in the face, one last time. Hellbent and Devaan both disappeared from the cognitive realm. ”That felt... Different, maybe cause Hellbent didn’t stab me this time” Harmony said out loud to no one.

Hellbent tackled, hundreds of years of fighting experience showed him what to do next. Hellbent might have been faster. But Devaan Sheonar, a name given to him by the Dakhor was almost unparalleled in skill. Devaan spun, a knee to Hellbent’s stomach. Devaan screamed as his shattered kneecap hit where one of Hellbent’s ribs were sticking out Why is there a rib in his stomach? Devaan dismissed the thought and quickly shot a left jab straight for the throat, his right hand had two fingers outstretched, going for the eyes.

Devaan’s last act before he lost investiture was to tap all of hellbent’s away. Two fighters stood across from each other, broken and bleeding, no magic left, Devaan’s sight began to blur, he could barely stand. How could he fight this? Your enemy knows nothing of what you are going through. Only their own troubles, you must seem strong when you are at your weakest. This is the core of Tarot. The way you wish to fight. Fighting is a confidence game. Devaan heard the words of his old teacher, he smiled and stood up, raising his shattered fists, pretending not to feel the bolts of pain arcing through his body. ”Lets finish this Nightshade, that was your last name, right? When you were a man?” “When I was human, yes” ”You still are a man, deep inside there. Just pretty horrible one” Devaan kept up his gaurd and walked steadily towards hellbent @Ark1002