Ricocheting Windrunner

I want this to be relatively free and open without a lot of complicated rules so you choose your character and I decide if it's reasonable. And everybody will be in same party unless you choose to split the party.

I'll let you be both i you choose one surge for skybreaker and one metal for feruchemist And warning this might involve more talking and role playing then fighting.

Oh sorry. Takes place in a world I invented where multiple types of investiture have been collected producing mistings, radiants, feruchemist, and forgers on one planet. The planet has several different areas of government called sectors and each sector is constantly competing to become the world dominate sector. Your characters could be one of the listed inversture people or (if you wish) a normal soldier or such. Each government is (depending on the sector) normally a council were different members rule different areas of running a city. The most important one called the Manager oversees all of this and does the collaboration between each department. Technology is mostly at minimal like in Mistborn era 1 and each Inversture type keeps there tools necessary for there work hidden. (Ex. Radiants keep spears within their group, forgers keep soulstone hidden etc.) that's everything I can pull out of my head right now. Any more questions feel free to ask.

@Ark1002 If you don't like this version you don't have to play or you could try it and if you don't like it you can always quite. @Karger The setting I have planned is a rebellion highers you to help overthrow government then the government asks you for help stopping said rebellion. What happens after is up to you @Feruchemical Skybreaker Yes cosmere characters are available though I might imply certain nerfs to keep them from being overpowered. @GoWibble thanks for the advice! I believe I have time but if I'm never not responding keep in mind I might be sleeping.

So I think this would be really cool if it could work. People would become characters and use their display names. Then i would run the party through an adventure acting as DM just quoting and posting whenever available. We would be using inverted rules called Dungeons and Drafts were you don't have a character sheet and no dice except a d20 on my end. I base the effects on if the action is remotely possible and a few rolls there and then. No classes either just let me know the general type of character you would want to play and equipment. I don't know if anyone will be interested but let me know if you want to play and we'll see what happens.

liturgical

Has anyone else noticed that the map of the world with all the different countries looks like a sea serpent? With a curved neck and eyes?

My favorite order is Stonewards which might sound weird as not a lot is known about them but the little we know makes it sound like they were powerful determined warriors. Being able to fight so physically to protect others really appeals to me. For order I would actually join though that would be Windrunners as I really want to fly and agree with their ideals a lot.

dacnomania

sabbaton

I have a sister who always goes and reads the end of a book before reading it. I think she's crazy because that spoils the whole story before she started it. But she still enjoys reading so you'll probably be fine it just won't be as cool.

So this is just the introduction of a story I might write. I know its not a lot but any feedback would be helpful. About magic system, character defining, and the like. Or even if it sounds intriguing and you would want to read more. Hopefully there will be more to come when I write and revise more material. Sarkor was a hypocrite. He came to kill these men because the had killed. The very acts his kind condemned they then committed. Of course he could plead he was just following orders. But even that made him more of a hypocrite. For Sarkor would never completely follow those orders through. Sarkor tracked his quarry moving just his eyes. The carriage trundled along the black deserted street oblivious to its hunter. Sarkor closed his eyes feeling the blood of gods thrum through his veins. The golden ichor mixed with his normal blood waiting to be absorbed and spent. He could wait no longer. There was a job to be done and penance dealt tonight. Sarkor leapt off the building with an ichor enhanced jump. He fell through the night and landed lightly on the carriage roof. Ichor made the body lighter and he balanced easily making no sound. Sarkor closed his eyes and breathed a silent apology to the Patriarchs inside. Then he Pumped. Ichor concentrated in his hands and then burst out through his pores to pool on the roof. It shone gold in the starlight and seemed so innocent. Sarkor made his first sound. “Burn.” he breathed. The ichor proceeded to do just that, melting through the roof in seconds. Sarkor heard the startled cries of his nobleman quarry as his roof melted over his head. Sarkor stepped into the carriage, dropping from above like a wraith. He might as well have been for what his task was. The Patriarch gasped pressing himself against the wall behind him. There was no escape. “Please,” he gasped eyes darting. “I’ve been faithful.” Sarkor shook his head in pity and a little disgust. “Your clothes are rumpled, your returning from the Grub slums and I know you were tricked from coin last week. You went and killed Grubbers because you couldn’t find the thieving crew. The Patriarch gasped fear choking him. Sweat ran freely down his forehead and trickled down the collar of his rumpled uniform jacket. Sarkor drew a long knife from against his arm. Enough talk, the man knew his crimes and the punishment if he got caught. Sarkor sprang forward and drew the knife across his throat in one smooth movement. The Patriarch tried to dodge but was painfully slow against ichor enhanced muscles. The noble choked and crumbled on the seat dying quickly and painlessly. Or so Sarkor hoped. He stepped back lightly to keep his clothing free of blood. Then he knocked on the wall leading to the driver’s seat. The carriage stopped as the driver hopped down and went to open the door to answer the Patriarchs demands. The carriage bore no sign of the Patriarchs house so that meant he had hired the carriage. No need to kill the driver for association. The driver opened the door and gasped when he saw the noble dead in his own blood and the silent figure standing over him. Every man heard rumors of the emperors men. The carriage driver put his hand on his throat shakily. “Drive the carriage to his manor and leave the body in the courtyard. Then scrap this carriage and by a new one. No man will kill you for tonight.” Sarkor was a fair man unlike others of his kind. He dropped a bag of gold to pay and leaped. He shot out of the carriage and kicked off the roof in another large jump. He landed on the side of the building and pumped ichor out his body and onto the stone wall. “Fuse,” he said and the ichor sealed holding him by one hand against the wall. He crouched there one hand on the wall, other hand still holding the knife with the man’s blood as the carriage rolled away. Now for the second part of his crime. He was supposed to go to the Patriarch's manor and murder his family. He disagreed this was necessary as they had broken no law. However no house could stand on its own without its lord. But in the thieves world people would hide the nobility for enough coin. Sarkor sighed, letting his head hang, orders and practicalities warring with honor and justice in his head. At last he released the ichor bond and pushed off into the night, pumping ichor into his legs. He had one more job to do.

So like spice in various sci-fi novels that allows seeing of the future in addition to being a drug. Magic drugs would make an interesting book idea if done right.

How would being given a drug cause you to be able to push and pull on metals? I love your theory but drugs affect the mind and senses not you magnetic field.

encyclopedia

trifold

You didn't post the next would you rather @Feruchemical Skybreaker so I will. Would you rather be an Inquisitor or a noble mistborn. Both get killed in the skaa uprising.

clubs?

Ham

Vin?

Oooh that's a good guess

Didn't realize there was a forum like that, I'll move it

So I think this would be really cool if it could work. Like the Hunger Game one people would become characters and use their display names. Then i would run the party through an adventure acting as DM just quoting and posting whenever available. We would be using inverted rules were you don't have a character sheet and no dice except a d20 on my end. I base the effects on if it is remotely possible and a few rolls there and then. No classes either just let me know the general type of character you would want to play and equipment. I don't know if anyone will be interested but let me know if you want to play and we'll see what happens.

Odium. he seems more powerful and more fun to use that power to do stuff. Would you rather have the ability to command an army of chasmfiends or an army of violent mistwraiths. (who would actually attack and stuff)

No it's cool. I have a very short patience The Lord Ruler?