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Devaan nodded. "A trial." He replied, after a pause. What? He's going to die. We can humiliate him while it happens. You won't be able to spare him once he's down, trial or not. I'm aware.

Silph accepted the hand up. "I flew from Alleycity." He replied absently, brushing himself off, he unclipped his fortune medallion, it was small enough to swallow. He burnt what little was left, compounding it and storing it in another medallion accessible to anyone. It's good to have some luck on you. @Vargo Seldon

"Do you have any decent emotional allomancers? We'll also need someone who's familiar with hemalurgy and it's practice" Syndicate glanced as Mike as he said the last part. "Red can build the bomb. It won't take too long." He continued. Red nodded, writing under the title Threats. He wrote Red: Build a bomb that can be set at the government building. He then drew arrows pointing to the GBs and DA. "What do we do for the precursors?" Zara asked.

"Guild war would be profitable for us. I suggest we can frame the Diagramists." Syndicate replied. "We could spike someone, send them in under our control wearing Diagram symbol and clothes, we then detonate the bomb as he gets near the keeper representative. This will spark up tensions." He continued, watching the reactions of the gang members. "Most guilds would be too suspicious of each other to help if the Canton gets attacked" Red realised. "Exactly" Syndicate replied. "Everyone ok with that?" Red asked the assembled members.

"They are still strong enough to ruin the operation. How about we cause a small containment breach?" Zara piped up. "How would we do that?" Reft responded "I snagged some credentials from a low-level denizen in the government building. It won't get us in the high-profile labs, but we can at least release a proto-inquisikidna." She replied. "That won't work, we need you for the main operation" Syndicate cut through the conversation "Yes sir" Zara nodded to Syndicate "We can set a bomb at the government building" Jane spoke up the first time during the planning session.

Silphio was flying with his eyes closed again. He was tapping fortune, he figured he'd be needed in the Keeper mountains, judging from his information sources from Astiel's intelligence division. He opened his eyes and stopped tapping fortune, his medallion running out. He quickly realised he was crashing towards the ground. "This is gonna hurt!" Silph covered himself in his armour and crashed next to Stormbreaker. "Hey." He nodded to the man, his armour hiding under his skin, showing Silphio, in the robes of a leader of the canton of combat, the insignia mixed with that of his Crusade chapter. A staff was attached to his back, it had a harmonium core, as did the shortsword that rested in it's scabbard at Silphio's waist. "I'm here to watch for now, I'm not a fan of war breaking out" He sat down to the side, watching proceeding with interest.

Devaan felt calmer, he noticed Max touching on his emotions but quickly dismissed it. "Let me know how you feel after talking to the families of those children. I'll keep damage down though. The only deaths I cause will be Vesuvius and his allies" He told Althea.

"I'll let you two know once I track him down" Devaan told Althea and Max Hellbent. Yeah? Once I find Benson and Vesuvius, I'm not going to restrain myself. Or you. "When we find him, I can do a fully tech shutdown and throw in a leecher bomb, wiping reserves." Devaan looked at Max and Althea, His eyes showing a quiet, all consuming rage. "I intend to kill him, and anyone who would stand with him. Please don't try to stop me"

Devaan sighed, staring at the letter. He brought out his own, the one he received earlier. ”I had to hand Benson over, but not before I put a tracker in him. It was the only way to save the kids” Devaan looked at Althea “I thought I was dealing with a man who could be reasoned with. I now understand. I’ll put him down myself” “Do you mind if I get access to citizen records in OASIS? I’d like to visit the families soon.”

I take offense to that. “He’s fine, it took us a couple months to work out our differences, what, with us killing each other a total of three times. I killed him twice, he killed me once, but he’s a great fighter and we can work together occasionally” Devaan followed up with hand gestures that Hellbent wouldn’t understand, but Max would He is bloodlusted and angry almost always. I have to keep him in check

Welcome to the shard! Have an upvote and a cookie! Now onto the questions? Who’s your favourite cosmere character and why is it Kelsier? If you had to live in one shardworld, what would be your favourite and what would be your least favourite? Are you interested in RP?

Due to Bean leaving the shard, May I suggest that if enough people want to continue it, either I, or someone else takes over? I’m experienced with dueling, I’m the head and founder of the Canton of Combat and I helped create the combat system we use today so I hope i’m able to moderate the duels, I can also edit the OP and brackets with my mod powers, which is a bonus. If you feel more comfortable having someone else do it, that’s great as well. When it comes to the duels i’m Involved in, someone else can moderate. Everyone ok with this?

"Red, you're scribing" Syndicate told Red, who stood up and began writing. "So. Our main target is the canton vault. Secondary targets include the armory and guardhouses." Red wrote down Targets: Vault, Armoury & Guardhouses. "Our main threats are Canton Security, ghost blood and DA alliances and the precoursors, who could get in the way" Red wrote down Threats: Canton Forces, GBs, DA & Coppers "We'll need to figure out a plan for each threat, as well as one to infiltrate the canton. We'll be splitting our forces into several groups to deal with this. We have the combined manpower, any ideas on each specific threat?"

"Great. Bring only your most trusted members" Syndicate replied, stepping into the side room with his three companions.

Syndicate nodded. "Fine." He replied, he then repeated his question. "Can we borrow a board to write this up?"

"Dessert sounds amazing" Devaan told althea "But not if it requires too much work" He hastily added. Althea seemed to be more relaxed around him now, which is good. Seriously Devaan we should check out that smell of blood It's not our business

"Just two of us" One panther called from the back of the hideout "There isn't anyone else" the other called, suppressing a laugh. Jane smiled, those two were her men, stealth and infiltration. She had trained them well.

Seymour, the head of reception woke up from his desk shift. "W-what?" He replied, before he realised what was going on. He snapped into action "I need your name, Investiture, who recruited you, what branch you're in and fighting ability. I'll also need to know if you need food, accomodation and what pay was agreed on"

Syndicate smiled and he tapped on his comms. "Red, Jane and Zara. Get in here" He spoke into it. All three quickly replied, one man and two women entered the building. Red was a short man who had a Kama attached to a rope dangling loosely over his shoulder. The colours around him were more accented, stronger and more vibrant. Jane was a young girl, she couldn't be older than 17 but she carried herself in a self-assured manner. She appeared unarmed. Zara was a woman who's clothes were all vibrant colours. They clashed heavily, purples mixing with whites and greens. She carried two revolvers, holstered at her waist and a switchblade, holstered at her shin. "Might we borrow a blackboard?" Syndicate asked Mike & Bella @Ark1002 @Sorana

Syndicate smiled, he had been waiting for this question. It meant that they were considering his offer. "My orginisation has manpower, safehouses and funding. Not to mention weaponry and skills that are needed for the job" Syndicate then stepped closer to Mike, whispering so only he could hear what Syndicate was going to say. "As to what I can do." He whispered. "I see things. I see that you've been spiked. I see what animals you can shift into, and I see your weaknesses."

I'm personally supportive of the idea of a personalised website (even though I impulse-voted no. Whoops, I have no idea how to change it with my mod powers) But we would have to go about this the right way. Here are some points that have been made: 1. By being on the 17th Shard, people are more likely to see the subforum then if we are on our own seperate website 2. Threads, PM's, characters and everything else would have to be moved over. For point one, you know how the mistborn inquisition has links to it from the shard? Maybe something like that can happen for the alley verse (Like when you click on the mistborn RP in the RP forum, you get sent to the home page) Moving PM's will be tricky. Especially if people want information from them to go over to the website. Here's some pros I thought of on the fly. - We can have well-built monetary system that makes sense and everyone can access without having to make large docs and micro-manage people. - Characters can be properly documented even better then they are now. - Guilds can have there own section.. - We can divide threads into in character, out of character and each setting as well.

Flashes of memories flooded Devaan. From lifetimes ago. Sheonar? The hell am I experiencing A woman, lying next to Devaan, curled up with a book, being lit by weak gaslight That same woman, now older, a wedding ring on her finger. Devaan at a graveside, piling in the last of the dirt. DAMMIT DEVAAN. SNAP OUT OF IT. Another woman. Hundreds of years later, giving birth to a child. Devaan dropping off the child at a lord's manor. Devaan at a graveside, piling in the last of the dirt. You owe me for this Sheonar. Hellbent briefly took control and smiled at the two of them. "I'd love that" How long until I'll have to bury them too? Are you really this broken? Pull yourself together. Devaan's mind went silent for a time. Thank you. You pulled me out of there. You owe me. I'm aware. Devaan resumed control, pushing down the memories. "You mentioned kids? Got any plans?" He joked, laughing as Max turned a soft shade of red. "I'm just messing around. But of course, I'll be sure to stop by more often"

"They've been tailing me for three nights now" Devaan said absently "I know who the messenger works for. They have no intentions of harming anyone. Essentially just checking up on me from time to time." Devaan finished his lasagna and sighed. "Thank you so much, that was amazing"

"You haven't?" Devaan asked in surprise "I'll let you two know next time I'll be worldhopping if you want to tag along" A small note is slid under the front door, accompanied by a loud knock. "I'll grab that" Devaan told the two. He opened the door, no one was outside. He picked up the note. It read: Devaan. Vesuvius blew up the children. You better make good on your threat. Devaan froze. Shocked. He actually did it. We'll kill him for it. We sure as hell will. Devaan pocketed the note and sat back down. "It was just a message to me, that's all" He told Max & Althea "When you go to Nalthis, Hallandren is an exotic place. The returned are really interesting, but aren't used to total worship."

"I hope no one is getting squeamish. Because if you are, I suggest you think about who it was that attacked you" Syndicate looked around the room. The bullets that now littered the hideout. "I assure you that sniper was a canton operative. Our gang has been hunted by them for some time now. We simply want to bring the fight back to them." Syndicate looked around the room. It seems like lying is the best course of action, some of these people were still restricted by petty morals.