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welcome Eqwina she is taking over Q's job she i am sure will inform you of things as soon as she gets setled in (give her a couple days to catch up)

It was bitterly cold. The distant BOOMings of trees, exploding from the deep freeze, provided apt counterpoint to the emotions tormenting Forge. He stood alone atop the castle’s highest battlement, suffering from a pain colder than anything the winter’s icy blasts could offer. He couldn’t recall what he had said to the other, older, Ogier as he had left the comfort of their rooms below in Fal Dara’s main fortress keep, but he couldn’t take any more of their good natured conversation on this night. No, he needed to be alone. He knew they would all want to help him, but there was nothing they could do. Their knowing looks wouldn’t aid him any more than they did all thos…

Well things are different here. *looks around* Hello again. I don't know if anyone here remembers me, but I was an old member of DM... Deacon Jareth, gaidin to Mandi Sedai. I had to drop off the line due to duties of RL. I have recently started lookinginto coming back. Jusgt want to look around and see how things have changed since I was here a few years ago. If anyone is around who remembers me drop me a line and I look foward to dusting off the old rping skills. Deacon

It was the morning after the battle and Arette's mood was seriously subdued despite the victory. Now the cost was truly rubbing in after comforting her husband who bore heavily the responsibility of leading his kinsmen to death. And not just men, women too and their deaths were even harder on him even if none of them on this mission had had too young children anymore. But they had still had children and now they were motherless and even worse, some doubly orphans. Her heart went out for them. Yet more funerals in the family and so soon after Philip's death. Con had left already to lead his men who were still alive and she would have to go and meet the widows soon. But not…

It was a late afternoon and even though the worst glare of the sun had settled, it was still hot and the stench of blood and guts made Tammuz Square a not so pleasent place to be at. The Square itself and the nearest buildings had been badly damaged during the battle against Forsaken Serashada and her Dreadlords as the One Power had been utilized liberally by both sides. The rubble hadn't been cleared yet and there could still be survivors among it. Banders and Militia men circulated on a look out and after her latest short nap that had helped to her exhaustment only slightly, Arette had joined them to Heal anyone really badly wounded who they might find. Lillian was doin…

Hello! I wanted to see if we have a database that shows everyone's current WS. I know there was a list on the website but when I checked it...well.. I know Demus HAS a WS and the list doesn't even have that much :P I've not done much with him lately and I wanted to start some plotting but i've completely forgotten where he is on WS.... is there an updated database somewhere?

Running her hand over the door before her, Lillian leaned close and rested her head against the door. It was a good couple of minutes before she decided that there was no movement within, and she was free to produce a jimmy key from her right sleeve. Inserting it in the keyhole, it didn't take long for her to get it open. Not that it was an appropriate skill for an Aes Sedai to possess necessarily, but Lillian had been picking locks on and off for the past forty years or so, more than enough time for her to acquire some degree of competence in the skill. Some would have said that she had misspent her years as an Aes Sedai, Lillian on the otherhand felt it was eminentl…

Picture simply this- the sky, stretching into night in deep hues of purple and blue, flickering gently as stars danced above, spinning at speeds unknown to most. What stars are these, I had once wondered. Once, very long ago, when everything was so much newer, when there were still things left to sink your teeth into. Today, I recognise them as teeny portals to the souls of the others. Windows, that allow the willing to enter as they dare- some perhaps, by creeping through akin to shadow and ensnaring the victim in her own dream, while others choose to take the bolder and one could say, more dangerous route. There are some windows though, that do not call for a warm …

Kalush could not believe what he had said, she had to get Aran to help her find information not just tell her what he knew about her mother? How was she ever going to stand being around him long enough to find out any thing? Turning she walked towards the stables, that was her first chore that she needed to get done before she could go to the armory and work there, maybe after she was done with both of those then she could go talk to Aran and get this over with as soon as possible. Working at the stables gave her a little bit of relief where her temper was concerned but not enough to blunt it completely, one of the stable lads made a comment about her being there and she …

The commonroom bustled with the noise of guests ordering their suppers and serving maids running to and fro with ale to quench the thirst of the many men, and few women, crying for this drink or that. Carnhain sat at the bar with the handful who were forgoing food in favour of just alcohol. Only, rather than trying to put back as many mugs of ale in as little time as possible, he stared at his half-full tankard lost in thought. Over and over again, his mind replayed that night in the woods, tormenting him with insecurities, moral confusion and the other just regular confusion. Despite what many thought of him, he was in no way experienced with women. Blood and ash…

Paiak stared at the board with a level of befuddlement as the woman across from him showed a very smug smile on her lips. His mouth opened and then closed again, scratching his head Paiak adjusted his head and relquished a rathing surprised 'hm!'. The scene was easily set on the mans front porch. A wooden walkway surrounded the front of the small hour and supported ano rustic table and chair setting. On the table was supported a completed game of stones. Villagers gathered around to see the end play while others busied themselves around the small crowd. Those that gathered were much older in age and all male. The crowd was often always male, although it was safe to say th…

I have asked Arette to take on the Advisor position I need to help run the division. This essentially puts Arette as Second in Command when I am not available. Mat

Whoohooo, Nephitess picked the Green Ajah and I am so happy to have here, please welcome her to our boards. *hugs*

This what i got so far, i did the error of not looking on your description first though...i did try and draw a kathana, but a longsword has more place for decoration, and look just as fancy and impresive as a formal decoration weapon so i had bether luck there as i tend to prefer drawing dagers and that type of swords http://i112.photobucket.com/albums/n164/Aryalil/620.jpg[/img] http://i112.photobucket.com/albums/n164/Aryalil/621.jpg[/img] http://i112.photobucket.com/albums/n164/Aryalil/622.jpg[/img]

~Ayrik~ Nighttime in the Fortress was always actually rather peaceful, especially in the Dreadlords' quarters. Compared to the rooms in the Acolytes' and Adepts' wings, the rooms were luxurious, though none of that really mattered to Ayrik. Aimlessly, he wandered from his sitting room, shifting aside a stack of books from the chair in his sleeping chamber with a flow of Air, seating himself, his eyes seeing nothing. Even his free time was spent with one thing on his mind: Mehrin. The only brother, the only relative that he had, and the Light-blinded fool had been made his responsibility. It was fun, however, to destroy the man's mind. Ayrik found himself smiling; the…

This RP was eaten, it took place over email in May. Cari had been trying to find Mr. Grant in Cairhein for many many months. He was kept out of everyone's view and no one knew where he was. Cari inquired subtly with his neighbors and with some of thel ocal underground folk, but no one knew where he was. She'd even been paying a man to find him for her and he couldn't find him. He only reported the comings and goings of his daughter Shelia and then losing track of her. Cari had seen much the same thing, though she hadn't thought much about it until she saw the woman carrying a basket of food last night. Cari tried to follow her, but she moved quickly and through…

OOC: Just a note for a reader who might get confused. This RP happens many years in the future from the fresh Raising to the TG rank due to some forcing reasons. IC: Thick velvet curtains were pulled closed to not disturb the sleep of the pregnant woman on the bed. No light filtered through and it was hard to tell what time of the day it was. Sahra woke up to a disturbing feeling of another presence in the room even before a soft male voice called her name. She sat up groggily and peered into the darkness to make out the form until she finally recognised the speaker. "Jaz?" She had asked to be told right away when Sana returned home from Kandor so excitement bu…

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Return to Cairhien "What do you mean he is dead?" Maegan Ryanne's eyes were wide with shock as she looked to her Step-Mother. Eowenn only shook her head, eyes closed and sunken shoulders. The older woman had nothing to say that would be of comfort. "How can the man just simply die? He still had a few more years at the very least before the Creator could take him into his embrace. Light, he was barely of 60 turns!" "72" "Huh?" Maegan paused in her little rant to blink at the other woman. "Your father was 72 when he passed away." Eowenn searched Maegan carefully, "Did you ever ask your father his age?" Maegan grew sullenly silent. "It is …

What plans or RP ideas do you want to see or do with your individual characters? Where are they and who are they connected with? :) *runs out the door to work*

Ok so I am working on the paragraph for the welcome letter to newbies and I would like help from you guys. Can you guys read this and see what we should change or add? The Green Ajah The scent of lightning fills the air and the sounds of the dying permeate the day sky. Your dress is covered in the blood of your enemies, your bones ache after hours of fighting, yet you are standing strong against the onslaught. This is the life of a sister of the Green Ajah, we stand for passion, for the last battle, and glory in the joy of life. The Green Ajah is known as the Battle Ajah - their Sisters on the front line of every fight against the Shadow. Only Greens bond more than…

Hi, all. I'm new to the DM community, but I've RP'ed in other places before. I've read through the "Read this first" type posts and am starting to create my character. Any hints or tips from y'all experienced folk?

I'll be heading out tommorow for a little vacation with the family until thursday so even though I doubt you'll need me I thought people should know ;)

I am sure that most of you (meaning the 4 that are here ;) ) know what Ghaul and Covina are getting married. Yes that is right your HEad Wise One and The Chief are settling down ;) and it is going to happen soon, which means we need help. I will need someone to perform the ceremony, and some family or stand in family to help out with the fighting. I know we are a small group, but anybody willing to help *glares* Which I know you ALL will let me know!!

Hmmm???? *looks around for something familiar* Hello there. I was just looking around trying to see if anyone was here that I might remember or who might remember me. I was once in another life Coren of the Mountain Dancers. I was looking for Argono or any of the old gang. Its been several yrs but I was interested in starting back inthe Rp world. Anyone out there. *yells out into the air* Deacon Gaidin

A white dress turned crisply at the tinkling, bells. Her eyes shied; clear blue, summery skies. "Ahem." Charm worked more efficiently than intimidation, and Saline smiled her most reassuring smile as she paced toward the startled young woman. "Would you like assistance, perhaps?" Though it was the Accepted Quarters, plenty of initiates had lost their way in the labyrinth before. While Saline was not exactly expecting a Novice in her room, a poor sense of direction had been common amongst the best when first they came to the Tower. Saline should know; she had been that confused Novice not so long ago. Even as an Accepted there were areas she was unfamilia…

Sign up thread is: http://forums.dragonmount.com/index.php/topic,21326.0.html - You are free to sign up at anytime. If you've already been through the double elimination, you will have to wait a full round to sign up again. We will keep this thread rolling as long as people want to participate. RP Thread: http://forums.dragonmount.com/index.php/topic,22038.0.html Rules: You are free to post watching the tourney, however please do not have any conversations with other people, this is mainly a thread for those sparring but I'm not going to limit it to that, just try to keep the talk down. Participants, lets try to wrap these up in 3 to 4 posts each to keep th…

Well, I want a Band character, but the idea I want might better be suited in the Freelanders, thought I'd run it by the OOC forums. The main issue, being his weapons. I've grown kind of sick of the standard sword, axe, knives, etc. So, I wanted my primary and seconadary weapons to be a set of guantlets and gloves, with gloves as the primary. The characters general battle strategy would be more akin to a Greco-Roman wrestler/Sumo than a blademaster. The gloves would have barbs/blades (probably something akin to razor blades) on the palms, so any open palmed slap/attack would do some serious damage, especailly if he managed to get off a raking attack. The Guantlets w…