Editors, Keepers
2,935
edits
Difference between revisions of "Storage cavern"
→Vetitan: ref
(mostly done) Tag: status-change |
(→Vetitan: ref) |
||
| (9 intermediate revisions by 6 users not shown) | |||
|
|books=[[Mistborn Era 1]]
}}
The '''storage caverns''' are five caches of supplies left behind by the [[Lord Ruler]], hidden in caverns beneath cities in the [[Final Empire]].
{{quote▼
}} ▼
▲The '''storage caverns''' are five caches of supplies hidden in caverns beneath certain cities in the [[Final Empire]], left behind by the [[Lord Ruler]]. Each one contains a metal plate giving the location of the next cavern, and providing some advice or information from the Lord Ruler. Every cache contained a large supply of food and grain, but each one also had its own specialty.
The first cavern
The other caverns
Each cavern
== Caches ==▼
▲Each cavern was in a rocky area, near metal mines, beneath a building of the [[Steel Ministry]]. The metal underground shielded the caches from [[Ruin]], to prevent him from discovering them.{{book ref|mb3|63}} <br>
Every discovered cache is bigger than the previous one.{{book ref|mb3|5}} The Lord Ruler started constructing them eight hundred years into his reign.{{book ref|mb3|48}}
▲== Caches ==
{{copyright}}
=== Luthadel ===
The first cavern
{{quote▼
}}▼
=== Statlin City ===
The second cavern
=== Urteau ===
The third cavern
▲{{quote
|The plan is simple. When the power returns to the Well, I will take it and make certain the thing remains trapped.<br />
And still I worry. It has proven far more clever than I had assumed, infecting my thoughts, making me see and feel things I do not wish to. It is so subtle, so careful. I cannot see how it could cause my death, but still I worry.<br />
If I am dead, then these caches will provide some measure of protection for my people. I fear what is coming. What might be. If you read this now, and I am gone, then I fear for you. Still, I will try to leave what help I can.<br />
There are metals of Allomancy which I have shared with none. If you are a priest of mine, working this cavern and reading these words, know that you will incur my wrath if you share this knowledge. However, if it is true that the force has returned and I am unable to deal with it, then perhaps knowledge of electrum will give you some aid. My researchers have discovered that mixing an alloy of forty-five percent gold and fifty-five percent silver creates a new Allomantic metal. Burning it will not give you the power of atium, but will provide some help against those who themselves burn it.
|The inscription in Urteau{{book ref|mb3|31}}
=== Vetitan ===
[[Vetitan]]
▲{{quote
|This is the last metal I will tell you about, I have trouble deciding the purpose of it. It allows you to see the past, in a way. What a person could have been, and who they might have become, had they made different choices. Much like gold, but for others.
By now, the mists have likely come again. Such a foul, hateful thing. Scorn it. Don’t go out in it. It seeks to destroy us all. If there is trouble, know that you can control the koloss and the kandra by use of several people Pushing on their emotions at once. I built this weakness into them. Keep the secret wisely.
|The inscription in Vetitan, followed up by the composition of malatium{{book ref|mb3|5}}
▲}}
{{quote
|Be careful what you speak, it can hear what you say. It can read what you write. Only your thoughts are safe.
|A smaller inscription at the bottom of the plate, referring to Ruin{{book ref|mb3|5}}
}}
=== Fadrex City ===
The fifth and last cavern
{{quote
|I have failed you.<br />
I have planned these caverns, knowing a calamity is coming, hoping that I might find some secret that might be of use should I fall to the thing’s scheming. Yet, I have nothing. I do not know how to defeat it. The only thing I can think of is to keep it at bay by taking the power at the Well for myself when it returns.<br />
However, if you are reading this, I have failed. That means I am dead. As I write this, I find that prospect to be less tragic than I might previously have assumed. I would rather not deal with the thing. It has been my constant companion, the voice that whispers to me always, telling me to destroy, begging me to give it freedom.<br />
I fear that it has corrupted my thoughts. It cannot sense what I think, but it can speak inside of my head. Eight hundred years of this has made it difficult to trust my own mind. Sometimes, I hear the voices, and simply assume that I am mad.<br />
That would certainly be preferable.<br />
I do know that these words must be written in steel to be preserved. I have written them in a steel sheet, then ordered them scribed into a plate, knowing that in doing so, I reveal my weakness to my own priests. The thing has whispered to me that I am a fool to expose myself by writing this and letting others see it.<br />
That is primarily why I decided to go through with the creation of this plate. Doing so seemed to make the thing angry. That is reason enough, I think. It is good that some few of my loyal priests know of my weakness, if only for the good of the empire, should I somehow fall.<br />
I have tried to be a good ruler. At first, I was too young, too angry. I made mistakes. Yet, I have tried so hard. I nearly destroyed the world with my arrogance, and yet I fear I have nearly destroyed it again through my rule. I can do better. I will do better. I will create a land of order.<br />
The thoughts in my mind, however, make me wonder just how much of what I do has been twisted from my original intentions. At times, my empire seems a place of peace and justice. Yet, if that is so, why can I not stop the rebellions? They cannot defeat me, and I must order them slaughtered each time they rise up. Can they not see the perfection of my system?<br />
Regardless, this is not the place for justification. I need no justification, for I am —after a form —God. Yet, I know there is something greater than I. If I can be destroyed, It will be the cause of that destruction.<br />
I have no advice to give. It is more powerful than I am. It is more powerful than this world. It claims to have created this world, in fact. It will destroy us all eventually.<br />
Perhaps these stores will let mankind survive a little longer. Perhaps not. I am dead. I doubt that I should care.<br />
Still, I do. For you are my people. I am the Hero of Ages. That is what it must mean: Hero of Ages, a hero that lives through the ages, as I do.<br />
Know that the thing’s power is not complete. Fortunately, I have hidden his body well.
|The inscription in Fadrex City{{book ref|mb3|48}}
}}
== Notes ==
<references />
{{partial}}
{{Mistborn|Era 1}}
| |||