Legacy Saga Archive

Kudos to Fader for starting the original thread and to Sirayn whose handwriting this whole introduction is. I merely updated the links. What is roleplay? Roleplay is a type of interactive writing. Each person plays a role as a certain character in that setting. Roleplay gives you the opportunity to write as a character based in the Wheel of Time setting. Your characters will interact with other characters in this setting; what you do will affect that setting, and that setting will affect you. Generally speaking at this site you can roleplay up to four characters at once. There are special rules for other types of characters. All characters are a member of o…

The order has come from above, and you are now allowed three characters in each division. Bring on the madness! :D

!!! ATTENTION !!! This is an important notice about your Dragonmount Email (Dmail) service. As a follow up to our original email several months ago, the current Dragonmount email account will be *SHUT OFF* on Saturday, September 1st. You will no longer be able to access mail stored on the server after that date. We will be providing a new, enhanced service in replacement of this one. If your current account was created BEFORE May 18th, 2007, and you have logged into it within the last 18 months, then your account will be migrated to the new service. NO mail will be transfered over. Just your existing username and password. Here's how you can prepare…

!!! ATTENTION !!! This is an important notice about your Dragonmount Email (Dmail) service. As a follow up to our original email several months ago, the current Dragonmount email account will be *SHUT OFF* on Saturday, September 1st. You will no longer be able to access mail stored on the server after that date. We will be providing a new, enhanced service in replacement of this one. If your current account was created BEFORE May 18th, 2007, and you have logged into it within the last 18 months, then your account will be migrated to the new service. NO mail will be transfered over. Just your existing username and password. Here's how you can prepare…

http://forums.dragonmount.com/index.php/topic,19993.0.html This is from a simpler time, when Karana was Amyrlin and Arette was Keeper. Set nine years before the current timeline, this occurs in the dining hall before any Aes Sedai that were present at this particular dinner. If you want your Aes Sedai to witness whats about to happen next, all you need do is write but a paragraph placing yourself in the Dining Hall at the time. :) And no, do not interfere, gag him with air, spank him or whatnot, what shall unfold will be beautiful :)

The second Rosheen stepped into the mess hall she froze. It was completely and utterly packed with people. People who all collectively looked up at her and grinned, as if they knew exactly what she was there for. Only one head, a bald and shiny one, stayed down. Vasya seemed to be in a mood, which was just… wonderful. Great. Terrific. He didn’t like people in general, so being in a crowded mess hall was no doubt working on his nerves. “Just what I need.” She muttered, placing one careful step forward into the hall. Into the lions den. Into the… “Hey!” she exclaimed as she stumbled forward, after being shoved by Aran. “Damn it, give me a moment.” She said, glaring at …

School's starting again, posts are piling up, homework is too, so I'm taking a week long break to get a grip on things before I start actively posting again. I'm still around for OOC stuff, but inspiration's really low right now, so I doubt I'll post this week. Sorry about this. -Vera/Tirzah/Nerome/Adela

~Louvete~ She did not know what was happening to her. All of a sudden, Louvete’s world had been turned upside down by the pair of golden eyes she had encountered first in her mind, and then with her body had turned her thoughts of reality to chaos. Sitting down in the dappled shade of an old, gnarled tree, Louvete put her head in her hands. She could feel that there were wolves nearby, and that Spring Dawn was not far – the large grey wolf was never far from her thoughts. There were other lupine presences nearby, and Louvete cast her mind about for them. Acknowledgement. That fleeting meeting of minds, running as one with the pack, the wind in her hair and …

all shadowspawn types who want something to do can join this mainplotline rp that happens from two places the blight (dreadlords and spawn) and shienar (dreadlords and df's) lead respectivly by semirhage and sammael the rp plan is posted on the cots board or uncommon board (in writing moment just got up so a lil tired atm)

The noise from the bar faded slowly as the alcohol burned its way down his throat. He didn't want to think about anything. He just wanted to forget everything; forget it and all its consequences. But it wasn't to be. With every drop of brandy his thoughts grew less clear, but nothing would push the thought of her from them. His head swam as he ordered another drink, and when one failed to appear confusion filled his muddled head. The Tavernmaster's words were lost on him, and he barely felt the hands lifting him from his seat. Only one thought fully registered before he sank into the blackness: Why am I flying? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~…

My hands are tied My body bruised, she's got me with Nothing to win and Nothing left to lose So herein lies the return. A dusty cloak, splattered with streaks of blood as if brushed on by the fingers of those suddenly enthused. Drops of blood and defeat, the result of his first mission as Tower Guard. Face shadowed by dusty cloak, in hope that he wouldn't be recognised easily. Rather he resembled suspicious lurking stranger, than returned and defeated member of the Guard. Lips set in a thin line; his thoughts were grim. It had all gone smoothly at first, really. He had bid farewell to Forge and the others with a cheerful twist of mouth, the first…

The sun had not yet come up this morning, but there was no hint of tiredness in Damian's bones. It had been a long time since he had been outside the tower walls. Not that he wanted to remember that time, and he fought not to. Instead he focused on the weeks and potentially months ahead. He was going to be out of the tower and with his lady love. It was both a gift... and a curse. They would be free to do as they please. However, he would have to watch her back ever so much more closely. There would no longer be the protection of the tower. He carried both their saddle bags down to the stables. Their horses were there waiting for them, just as he expected th…

Nynaeve sat down behind her desk and watched Rory casually. She didn't find anything she didn't expect beforehand. Saline had warned her about the Novice's temperament and stubbornness and the way Rory's jaw was locked in determination spoke all too well for it. Nynaeve recognized the look in Rory's eyes. Defying her without uttering a single word. Waiting for Nynaeve to lecture away, simply to get done with it as quickly as possible. "I don't want to be here." Nynaeve said and leaned back on her chair. "I've had my fair share of impertinent Novices to deal with. Ones I didn't care much for. However, that part of my life no longer exists. I dedicate myself to running…

I lost oversigth because the search option is changed from what it used to work like on the old boards so i cant get a handy list of my RPs through it anymore to see who i owe replies

Want to remind whomever signed up for these that they are ongoing on the North Board Outlines : Kandor What happens in Phase 2: Battle - Thread 1 - Part One Location: The battle for Kandor takes place close to the border of Arafel. The Shadow: Stuck between a rock and a hard place and a scary place, namely the army of Tar Valon in the south, the army of Saldea in the west, the army of Arafel in the East, and a lot of Myrrdraal and dreadlords in the north. WT and Warders: time to kick butt. Seems like we’re doing a good job and winning, but this is the shadow we’re talking about. Best be thorough. What happens in Phase 3: Battle - Thread 1 …

The black veil hung loosely over her face as Carmen sat back in the saddle of her brown mare. It was as if her legs had gone limb and her behind made of stone the way she felt now. But the end was near as she reached the Rashad ranch late that afternoon. It would be dinner time for the men and women living there, but Carmen did not care about such trivial matters as when other people were supposed to eat. She was not hungry but she was in dire need of a bath and a change of dress. This one was dusty and smelt of travel and horses. She found the house nearest and then considered, it might be prudent to hide herself for now as her work would call for delicacy. She thought a…

It was the day Ava had been training for, sweating over and admittedly had very bad nightmares over. She could not fail her test today, she had worked hard and she was ready to become an Aes Sedai. First the test, she had been practicing for so long with other Accepted, failing so many times and knowing by now full well what broke her concentration She had practiced with the other, many asked Ava for she was not afraid to be brutal in her punishment for those who lost their concentration. But today, there was no simple punishment thrown at you from another Accepted, today she had to face the final test and show that she was worthy of wearing the Shawl. Knowing full well w…

Blinking, Lillian lifted the water ladle to her lips and took a sip as she observed a pair of men dueling. She didn't know the taller man, but Enrico Santiga was a friend of hers for some years now. It was always interesting watching him, he had fused southern swordplay with the northern, the combination an odd mix of the artistic and practical. A deadly swordsman in his own right, he was more than capable of holding his own against the man he fought, but then the point of their duel was instruction rather than victory. A testing of each other's abilities to see where they needed improving. Something Lillian knew she sorely required. Although she'd spent a numbe…

Kieran wasn't entirely sure why she had even been at the meeting that Captain General's had just had about who will now lead them after Mehrin had left, nor was she all to certain about who they had picked but then again...she had never been very ready to let someone other than herself lead. Plus Mehrin had spoiled her view of the post of Commander, if her hospital was run like that men and women would die left and right. So much relaxed authority..Kieran sniffed loud enough for the Cavalry General, Carnhain, to look at her askance..to which she replied with a stare and a light tightening of her eyes to make him look away. The only thing so far that she had found worthy o…

break out the good stuff and lets party

Patrols were definitely one of the worst of the chores assigned. In Serge's opinion, anyway. They required so much...effort. Especially with the bizarre weather recently. It was much too hot to be tromping about. Even with that supposed 'trick' to forget about the heat, he could feel a trickle of sweat roll down his ribs. Wearing wool in this heat. It was worse than summer in the Perfumed Quarter! Well, maybe not worse. Andor didn't have that rather...distinctive...smell of the docks. But back home no one was as foolish as to wear wool during the dead of summer. Black wool. He was brought out of his silent misery by one of the others who had quit moving an…

It's a first come-First Serve, and applications can be sent to DMWT.STAFF [at] Gmail.com. For examples of Applications, you can check out This Forum. Andrea WT DL

The hottub resident of Mirrors chat, Narg is a warm member of chat who will happily aid newbies, train the not so new and accept bribes. He enjoys occasional days of worship, tuesdays are his preferred I hear. 8) I'm sure he'll post here and get comfortable once he finds this. *grin* Congratulations, Nargbert! :D

Sorry but I was not sure where to find this information out. If someone prefers to just give me a link rather than re-explain I am happy to have it. =) At any rate, where does one find out if there are any Chosen who need players? A billion years ago Semirhage and Graendal were both close to coming up for grabs but, like I said, that was a billion years ago. ^^ Merci!

In case it isn't clear, this is the main Dreadlord discussion page. As soon as I get back into the real swing of things (sometime tomorrow, I hope), I'll start posting things like raising requirements and links to important information. For now, just sit back, relax, and watch the underlings tremble in fear of us.

There is a new spanking board on the Dragon Reborn Planning category. *eyes you all sternly* And of course the purpose of the board is not spanking. What kind of dirty imaginations do you have? Now, I will give the first person to post a link to the board a *censored due to an outrageous PG 13 violation* :)

Laman's Legacy(Prologue) http://forums.dragonmount.com/index.php/topic,11178.0.html Laman's Legacy: Sons & Daughters (Phase 1) http://forums.dragonmount.com/index.php/topic,11405.0.html Laman's Legacy: Darkness and Shadow (Phase 2) http://forums.dragonmount.com/index.php/topic,17540.0.html Laman's Legacy: Dark Before Dawn (Phase 2) http://forums.dragonmount.com/index.php/topic,18958.0.html Backstory: The occupation of Cairhien by the Dragon’s forces has been in place for some months now, an occupation which has seen the Aiel act as the Dragon’s hand in the city. The Aiel in particular have occupied themselves with cracking down on any and…

Fior's footsteps echoed heavily through the halls as he made his way to Sahra's door, the force of his resolution weighing him down more than any armor. The length of hall seemed to pass slowly, or maybe he just wanted it to. He wished that the hall would stretch off into the distance. He wanted the doorway to never get closer. But no matter how he tried, he couldn't defy the laws of reality. As he stood before the rough, grainy wood of her door, thoughts cascaded through his mind. A deluge of doubt poured over him as he raised his hand. He tried to hide within the Void but he still couldn't pull it on. He hadn't been able to since his talk with Cairma. With tha…

For what was a beautiful autumn day Evaida’s mood was darker than the Tower basement with no lamps. She thumbed her great serpent ring absently as she walked back to her rooms from the Warders Yards. Her meeting with the Mistress of Trainees had been almost as frustrating as her meeting with Ophelia, the woman was a sitter and as well as being significantly older than herself she was also quite insistent. Eva was reasonably young and new to sisterhood but she was capable of making her own decisions despite popular belief. It was quite simple really, a short boat trip to Aringill and a few days ride to Caemlyn before heading down to Lugard, a journey she was quite capable …

Adanna stared at the gleaming city of Tar Valon as the river ship slowly sailed into North Harbor. She was finaily here, she would either become Aes Sedai or she would find some why to fit in the Tower. Not as a servant! For the love of the Light! She tossed her hair to get it out of her face and calmly gathered up her two bags, one containig the few cloths she had brought with her from Chachin, and the other a few scraps of food, incase she wouldn't be staying in the tower. The boat captian glanced at her as she stepped onto the gang plank and began to descend, she had already paid him the rest of his money once Tar Valon had come into sight Greedy fool! She thought to h…