Legacy Saga Archive

OOC: Make sure you post here http://forums.dragonmount.com/index.php/topic,37526.0.html before joining this RP. Civilians are welcome to come watch from the sidelines. IC: Covai tugged at the collar of his Storm Leader attire. Truth be told he'd much rather be in a simple tunic and leggings, but this tournament had been his idea, and it had caught on like wildfire amongst the ranks. The least he could do was have enough respect to take it as seriously as the men participating. Besides, the lighting bolts along the sleeves did look impressive. Resisting he urge to shield his eyes from the sun to see who was approaching, Covai simply kept his eyes of the training …

So I am going to try and make a return here to the tower. I have been gone for awhile I know but I miss writing with all the great people here. Only problem is that my warder no longer writes here so I will have to figure out what to do about that. Elyssa Lliet Blue Sister

Perivar woke this morning with a smile on his face. With the turmoil of the previous days behind him he felt relieved. Now he was focused on the mission as he should have been all along. Kabria's exterior showed mirrored the bond in that she appeared focused but he detected a hint of...concern he thought. An Aes Sedai missing was not a small thing. She must be feeling the weight of being handed such a dire mission. She did not give herself enough credit, she was far more capable than she would admit. Kabria was almost finished making herself ready. He offered her a smile then walked to her to grasp her hand. "All will be well my love. We will find her." He …

Jeh, I would like to do a prank with your character, Jerinia. Though it may seem that a Novice shouldn't prank her Mentor, or an Accepted she has in mind to not only prank you but, its a lovely prank. *lol* >>

Okay, so I've had my character, Iriana Tenialle, on the shelf for a while now. The original character idea was a mute girl who has a Dreamwalking Talent and is able to speak when in T'A'R. Well, someone took the Talent slot before I could get my grimy little hands on it, and it's been tied up ever since (until this most recent purge). So I've had to do work arounds. She hasn't been raised yet, because I can't figure out a way for her to swear the Oaths. No talking = no swearing. So! I need help with ideas, and folks to RP them out with! I had worked out a plan with Arie/Maegan in which both of them would hold the Oath Rod and Maegan would speak for both (after…

Ok so this is what I would like done http://aliciawilkerson.com/whitetower/?page_id=54 That page needs updated, what this means is I need to know these things. 1. Do you want the paragraph to stay the same. 2. The graphic, I would like to see it changed, so can you do graphics, know someone who can, or can you post about it on the siggy request page. It needs to be the same page but all the graphics on the website belong to Andrea. 3. Who is Ajah Head, her name and your contact info 4. Sitters, you need to decide who is Sitter, if you don't have any Sitters than we need to find NSW bios and get those added onto the website. Also need their contact info. 5. M…

So Elyssa is coming back to the tower without her warder as he has been killed haven't figured out how yet but that is to come through flashbacks I'm going to do with him through email. If there are any blues around I'd like it if we could do this rp together and anyone who's known Ely since she was a novice or accepted. I also need to see who all is here from the Blue's so I can plan some stuff for the Ajah

Sitting cross-legged on her bed, Rendra hummed quietly to herself as she honed her daggers. It was a nightly ritual for her, and it brought great comfort to know that her steel was sharp, and ready to serve her another day. One blade already lay next to her, glimmering in the lamplight, and the other was almost complete. Giving a few last strokes with the whetstone, she switched the stone for a cloth and gave the blade a final wipe-down. Smiling in satisfaction, she stood and began to transfer her tools into her wardrobe. As she was shutting the wardrobe door, a knock suddenly boomed through the door. Before she could so much as move to grab the daggers off he…

'Cause Lydia could totally stand to have someone teach her. *grins* I'd like to do that for her character development roleplay, and at least have a volunteer to run her through that so I can reference thanks to them in the philosophy class. Thanks in advance! <3

Since bonding Asha'man will be open to all Ajah's once the Reds get through with them, I was wondering what your Ajah would consider the rules for bonding Asha'man as to numbers and such. Thanks! Tig ADL

http://forums.dragonmount.com/index.php/topic,39835.0.html Open thread to anyone. Looking for the Master at Arms to sort of put myself back on the chopping black but anyone can join. Any dibbs? *hopeful look*

http://forums.dragonmount.com/index.php/topic,39872.0.html Anyone?

Hi everyone. I just got my bio cross-checked, but i am a little unsure how to begin. I think that i have to make an arrival to tar valon thread. Though, what would come after that i'm not sure. Also, how do I know what my starting weapon score is. Thanks in advance. Edit: Thanks for everyone's insight. Join in at the intro thread if you please. http://forums.dragonmount.com/index.php/topic,39335.0.html

Sharvani stared desolately at the corner of the inn room that her entire family was occupying. It was crowded with all but her father present, and her mother was clucking around annoyingly, “It’s such a shame that we couldn’t talk Piava and Inigo didn’t want to join us out here; the whole family could’ve stayed together that way.” Shar sighed inwardly; there was no point in complaining again that she had wanted to stay with them instead of coming out to this nowhere place in Andor. “I’m going to go to my temporary workshop, Shar; keep an eye on the boys!” her mother called cheerfully as she departed the room. The young girl bit her lip and mused, <i>”Why did…

I was planning on teaching Basic Forms and was wondering who all would be interested?

Bringing the heavy pair of scissors she used to trim her roses to bear, Janine examined the plant before her. Already, dark blossoms were opening to the sun overhead, a testament to her patient pruning. Some in the Tower found Janine's taste for black roses a bit too... disconcerting. Janine's only retort was to give the most vocal bouquets of the roses for their namedays or whatever occasion she could think of at the time. And it was more than they deserved. Even after fifty-four years wearing the shawl, Janine could not stand to set foot in the Tower more than necessary, though she remained close for reasons far beyond her. As a matter of fact, a messenger fro…

Edana fumed all the way past the gate, waving a distracted hand at the guards on duty as she headed for the glistening water of the River. Her heavy braid swung as she walked, but the nearly violent swinging did little to lessen her irritation. Only her training kept the fury out of her expression, but she kept her eyes down just in case she wasn’t as successful with them. She didn’t stop ‘til the toes of her boots met the sandy shore of the River and even then, she turned and headed up the bank a little bit. When she found a spot that was partially hidden from view, she released the thin line of control she had over herself. She glared up at the sky, shaking a fist.…

I think its good time that I post in and say Hi. And wow, look at all the crazy new faces!! I don't even really recognize half of you! So, I'm a bit of a returning member under a new handle. Been lurking about for the past 3-4 months along with hiding in the Community Green Ajah. Bored, I need a challenge. There is just something about the DM Rps that somehow it still keeps ticking regardless of what time brings it. (And I've seen my fair share.. ) For those that know, Hi. For those that don't know who I am, Hi! Yup, I think that's about it. I'm excited. I'll leave the Character secret til its posted via the Bio board. :) *Does the trademark salute

Hey there everybody! We are in the planning stages of the Bowl of Winds RP and we need some really cool ter'angreal and angreal descriptions written. As you might remember from the book, the Bowl is found in a cache with other objects of power. It would be great if we could have some of the other objects described and added to our list of items of power. That will make them available in the future for approved RPs! If you have an idea for an angreal or ter'angreal, please PM them to me, with the description of the item and what it does. I will send them all on to Owen and Raeyn for approval ^^ Claire

http://forums.dragonmount.com/index.php/topic,39821.0.html someone mind pointing Addi in the direction of the friendly MoT?

What do you guys think of this new bio I wrote. I need to work out some of the kinks, but it's mostly done. Name: Mary Sue Age:220 Place of Origin: Shienar Hair Color: Brown/Red Eye Color: Green Height: 8’ 5” Weight: 460 Body Type: Muscular Brief History: The wolves howled and the moon was full on the night that Mary Sue was born. He was left alone in a forest minutes after his birth. The forest turned out to be home to a large bear, who was angry at having his peace disturbed. When the bear approached Mary, he jumped into the air and kicked it in the stomach, then with the bear momentarily stunned, he strangled the life out of it. …

...instruction. Not beating, you meanos! Rawrgh! Anyway, I figure Ibram needs to proceed with his training...can't guarantee I'll be as active as in the last few weeks, but I'll try. School isn't that big an obstacle, anyway... ;D So, if some of you want to mess the boy up some, just let it be known. Muhar.

hay folks i've been in to see Thera but i don't know where to go know really. So what now? I'm keen to get on with some roleplaying, the internet has been off for the past week but i'm always keen to carry on

I know I know, I'm a bit slow putting this up. :D Ok gang, come say hi and give a warm welcome to our new Wanderer. Jain's just had his bio approved, so he's officially one of the Pack. ;D *hands over a bowl of chili and some tequila* Make yourself at home Jain. :)

After her father left, Leigh made her way into the white tower. As she looked around she was in awe - she had never seen a place so beautiful. There were plenty of people milling about, from highborn ladies to rag wearing children. Leigh saw some women whom she thought might be these Aes Sedai that Markus had told her about. They had an air of sophistication and mystery about them - they looked so dignified. I can never be like that, I’m just a tailor’s daughter, she thought to herself. Leigh also saw a lot of young girls scurrying around in white and colour banded dresses. Must be some kind of uniform, she thought. Leigh had donned her best dress to meet these …

So, here she was. A few months back, the size of Tar Valon would have left Addi staring in shock. However, after her journey here, the country bumpkin thought herself very worldly having seen cities the great cities of Caemlyn and Cairhien. In fact, Addison thought quite a lot of herself, having reached Tar Valon with few incidences. In reality, she’d gotten very, very lucky. She’d been barely half a day outside Bradon’s Hill when she came upon a peddler, lumbering along in his wagon. Seeing a sixteen year-old girl riding what was obviously a plough-horse, carrying no provisions, he’d asked her what she was doing. When Addi had said she was running away, he…

Cluching his head John stumbled thoug the brush of a small stand of trees, it was night time though it seemed like noon to him with the moon's light shining on this almost cloudless night. The voices were getting stronger, they had layed almost dorment in the back of his mind for about a month, always there but slowly getting quieter...that was untill today. Tripping on the brance of one of the stunted trees that grew in the boarderlands he almost landed on his face, instead catching himself on anohter of the tree's brnaches, for that brife secound he let his concitration slip. Imageise flooded his head, the smell of a freashly killed deer almost whiped out all other smel…

Sandre stomped away from the barracks with determination written on his face. Trainees stepped aside as he passed through the yards. He was looking for a challenge today and it was time for yet another evaluation. He had breezed through the last few he had and decided that if he was truly going to move on out of the yards he needed someone who would be critical of him. He could think of a few people but one in particular stuck out in his mind. "The Guard." He said to himself. He had sparred that guard. "The single most memorable spar of my life" he said. It was odd to him that a spar fought by both in anger could make him smile as though remembering a childhood memor…

It had been some time since he had went into Tar Valon... since he had returned from his trip before Eqwina had spent only enough time with him to make it clear she didn't want to see him for a long time. At first he listened and mostly because he had told her he would be better, but also he knew what she was capable of. If she needed time then he was willing to give her space. Thus, if she wanted him away from Tar Valon he was willing to give it, however, the situation was much more difficult since he had told her he wasn't going to leave anymore. Thus if he went too far he could be seen as leaving her and breaking his word, but if he stayed too close he would be see…

OOC: Arrival near Tar Valon, join in if you desire. Hope you like it. IC: The town of Alindaer sat at the foot of the bridge to Tar Valon, a road leading south to Caemlyn. It was on that road that a pitiful looking figure trudged wearily. Elyan was exhausted, he had not eaten in days, and his face looked gaunt. His hair was uncombed and, like his clothes, was still damp from the evening storm. Caked on mud seemed to be the only thing holding his ragged and worn clothes together. The rain had been a blessing, he was able to fill his water-skin and wash off some of the sweat from the journey. Then that wagon driver nearly ran him over, and he had to dive off …