Legacy Saga Archive

Everything happens in threes Players: Katrina, Korrena, Koramena, Anton, Timewalker, Link: http://www.dragonmount.com/forums/viewtopic.php?t=12261 Plot: The three sisters are entering the stedding and will be looked over by the Sage before starting their training. Time posted: March 2nd, 2007 It had seemed like a particularly long trip to Anton. He was used to finding one wanderer at a time and during the trip back getting to know them somewhat, even if some of the wanderers were a bit suspicious of him and slow to trust. One on one they were easier to manage and more importantly, keep an eye on. By the time he brought them to the stedding, he usually had some f…

Ooc: The liberation of Kandor begins here. My list of participants includes Warders Div members Cairma, Lyssa, Jasen, Deneira and Corin, plus a NSW by James, plus White Tower Div members Vera, Carise, Evaida, Shaneevae, Cemarillinin, Serena, Estel and party leader Jaydena. Anyone else who would like to give our people a good sendoff is welcome to post. Cheers! * Morning dawned bright and frosty, though for one Sirayn Damodred yesterday had never ended, shut up restless and busy in her own quarters high at the Tower’s top. Dawn light slid in through the leaded glass window and painted her quarters in a haze of gold. It lit one or two distinctive touches, like all t…

Mors Sicarius was on his first assignment. Well, his first true assignment. He'd done errands, and he'd halped Lavinya Sedai arrange her furniture for a time, but those weren't real assignments. He'd been sent, with Master Orion, to Arad Doman to deliver an letter. He didn't know to whom he was to take it, only the where. Slowing his steed to a halt, Mors looked back to Master Orion. Mors was quite determined to get his task completed as quickly as possible, and so he tended to ride ahead of his master. It was entirely foolhardy, but he still did so, he couldn't help it. He was finally given an opportunity to prove his worth, and he intended to do so. So as not t…

Shaking his head Andular muttered a curse to himself as he watched the horses being loaded on board the ship. His curse was not for the way the horses were being treated but from the strange behavior of his charge. The woman seemed skittish at best and paranoid to boot. He had tried to help her up the ramp onto the boat but when he had gone to take her hand she jumped. Light you would have thought his hand an adder. This was going to be a long trip he thought to himself as he glanced up where the Aes Sedai peered over the side of the boat at him. As soon as she saw him look up she disappeared from view. “A long and strange trip.” Once their things were on boa…

Years of thousands of shuffling feet had worn away any memory of grass here in the sparring grounds. Carnhain’s light boots, not his heavy cavalry boots, didn’t even leave prints on the packed earth despite the rain from yesterday night. Other than the boots, he wore only looser black breeches- “looser” being the operative word as they were being compared against his generally scandalously tight breeches. Carnhain smirked as his pupil walked up. Kiarma Speren was taller, probably stronger and quite honestly more masculine which cut an ironic contrast to the pretty-boy cavalryman. They knew each other from the episode in Caemlyn and despite the events there still f…

Carried on from here: http://www.dragonmount.com/forums/viewtopic.php?p=342332#342332 The two people were silhouetted against the sky, as they sat on their horses and gazed down at the city below them. The city was called Illian, and it is the capital of Illian. It is a very large city known for its ports and tanneries; its harbour is the largest in the world. The heart of the city is the Square of Tammaz with the King's Palace on one end and the Great Hall of the Council on the other. The Maredo Causeway leads north from the city and divides into the Gold Road, which leads to Far Madding and another major road that leads to Tear. The port area, known as the Perfum…

So. They had ordered him off drinking? Honestly, who did they think they were? They didn’t understand; couldn’t understand and he couldn’t tell them. Damnit, even when she wasn’t talking to him, his mother complicated his life. Damn her for ever giving birth to him in the first place! But that was it wasn’t it. He wasn’t supposed to have happened. Light, he was, as she put it, her “greatest mistake”. Well, wasn’t that just a self-esteem booster? His pain called for alcohol to comfort his aching heart. His mind called for alcohol to ease his throbbing head. The rest of him... well, the rest of him needed the ale, wine, rum and other spirits that had become a…

Denial, it turned out, was not necessarily the best plan ever to occur to her. On the one hand, when her fears and the weight of past memories got out of hand, she got to tell herself that it didn’t even matter because nothing had happened. On the other hand, this explanation would not have convinced the dead to lie still. Rationally she knew that she had survived with at least one hand and a good part of her mind intact, that she had navigated Dumai’s Wells and other crises competently, that she had clawed her way to Captain General … so it couldn’t have been that bad. Her licence to suffer while recovering had expired. No more excuses. Irrationally, on a fundamental…

Corrine sighed, rubbing her temples as her fingers could massage away the sudden headache there. Her rooms were neat and orderly, even more-so than usual, and things had been set out for tea. Usually, those menial tasks calmed and mentally prepared the Blue for an upcoming meeting. Not so this time. The old Taraboner sat in her armchair, head held in hands, suddenly feeling very tired. She walked a thin line, every woman who dared call herself Aes Sedai did but hers more so than most. Certainly her guest walked an ever thinner line and, with amusement, Corrine noted the far slimmer shoulders with which the new Amyrlin had to bear her load. Right now, and no doubt she…

The crescent moon had risen long ago but the sounds of music and drunken laughter filled the starry night. The shining, white axis around which the world revolved stood watching over Tar Valon, frowning down at those who would squander their money drinking and being merry. It seemed to Estel Sedai that the White Tower frowned upon anything that involved simplicity or pleasure. From its lofty height it scolded her, reminding her that an Aes Sedai’s life should revolve around work and that she had no time for self-pity or sullenness. However, Estel had never been anything close to the perfect Sister she was supposed to be. Actually, she had tried for over fifty ye…

As the sun rose, sunlight began streaming into the room through the small window. The higher the great, fiery ball rose, the farther the light penetrated into the room. Eventually the sun was high enough in the sky to cast light through the window and onto the bed of Faerthines Talcontar. The boy groaned loudly and then winced at the volume of his own voice. Light but his head was throbbing! Despite having lived the past few months waking up to the same pounding headache, same blurry memories, he still suffered as much now as he had the first time he had tried to drown pain in drink. Yet the headaches were so much better than staying awake revisiting the meeting …

Hung over, tired, and exceptionally bored was not a feeling any man enjoyed. So it was that the Stone Dog on sentry duty was less than pleased when a young boy approached the entrance to the roof. "Stop. What do you want?" he asked sullenly. OOC: Short and to the point...check the outline and have fun with Step 1. Please be realistic. Though we've assumed you're a trained warrior, you're no match for an entire society of trained brothers. They'll only beat you close to a bloody pulp! 8)

Trainees who had once studied under the former Mistress of Trainees now challenged her to gain rank and proper training. Lyv did not care how well someone was skilled, she would test them as well as test her own skills. She enjoyed teaching, but was not one to have many mentees of her own, rather she waited for trainees or young guards to ask for her a spar. With all this extra training, her katana made for a serious opponent these days as Lyv worked hard on improving her skills. With every spar and in her regular training sessions she felt her balance and grip on the blade improve. She had worked with different warriors, from different paths and tried to study their move…

Cor returned from the hunt with a troubled heart and a bloody shoulder. Evening clouds formed blood red arrows and blue-purple battlements as the sun splashed its last bit of artistry across the sky before the coming darkness overwhelmed the colors with its inky black. The long shadows cast across his path were apt metaphor for the days ahead, or so thought the unusually brooding young Stone Dog as he traversed the Aiel tent city camped outside Cairhein. The hunt had been successful, as the large boar carcass draped across his shoulder attested. Nei’din had eaten his share immediately, but Cor made his way back to his tent with his portion for an evening of tasty…

OOC – this is a solo RP I shall be continuing as Rossa discovers more about her Talent. ~Rossa~ Myriad thoughts had ruled while she had tried to concentrate during her lessons that day. A new aspect of Tower life was beginning to dawn on Rossa. She was surrounded by it every day, but it was not until the loneliness of her room accompanied her at night that it really began to affect her. She would not age in the same way as the rest of the world. Rossa belonged to a society whose members would see generations of their families die before they did themselves, still retaining the bloom of youth on their faces until the very end. On considering that further dur…

Training has lasted most of the day and Lyv was knackered when she came back from washing up, but she was not quite ready to turn in for an early night. The sun had been out most of the day and she felt the subtle burn on her cheeks as she passed the barracks and strolled down the Yards looking for some company. The glow of summer was on everyone’s faces and people were taking their free time to go out and ride horses, go swimming or sit together and chat or lie in the sun. And in the evenings the watch on the tower was not that bad, the air was filled with the warmth from the day and there was hardly a breeze to lighten that. It was like a blanket and the small room…

Ooc: Continued from Basic Etiquette 101 and especially here. Though she kept watching the two miscreants, inwardly she noted the boy Moridin coming toward her, catching her interest further. He remained a mystery to her; the only surface clue he gave was maybe a little bit of education in his voice, which suggested to her that he had been raised in or around a big city, or possibly to a family of independent wealth. But he ought to be too old for a trainee and he had a dangerous name into the bargain. No reasonable mother would name her child Moridin and pack him off to Tar Valon where the Old Tongue was taught as a matter of course; she might as well call him Ishamae…

Well, I recently brought up the idea with Myth and Ghaul. They both seemed to like it, and I was wondering what other people of our lovely div had to say about it. It'd be a inter-div RP (I think?), with SG. Basically, a bunch of us aiel go out and kill stuff :lol: Let me know what you think, or if you have any ideas about it! Please post your characters name so we can get a rough idea who's going to come. Signups will be later, this is just for our information! ELIGIBLE CHARACTERS Essy- Cenn Nyn- Sullynn Myth- Cor ObliviousShadow - Ghil

Being a sister of considerable means, possessing a complex network of contacts across the white city and beyond, no gossip passed her by and it took her a matter of hours to catch word of certain people’s misdeeds. Perhaps it was all to the good that she found out only from a tersely written letter which she had opened in the quiet of her own quarters; fortunate, because her expression at that moment must have been a picture written in wrath. The news darkened a previously fine morning by no small measure. An unexpected development and unwanted on so many levels, signifying as it did a fresh threat, another factor to add into her calculations, evidence which cast do…

I'm still on the memberlist :D Cyriel *felt like pointing that out*

A splash of cold water refreshed her with a sudden cold and she smiled as the warm towel comforted the cold cheeks and rubbed off the water that had woken her up. She had just awoken after an incredibly long night’s sleep and was almost glad to have awakened. Aki was not used to sleeping this long, but after the three days of almost non stop traveling back to the Rashad Ranch, she had needed it. Her body would not take ‘no’ for an answer, nor would it allow for Aki to wake up before it was fully rested. She put on a white long-sleeved shirt, a pair of brown breeches and her boots and with an apple in hand moved out of her home to sit on the bench outside her door. Sh…

“Aaaaaah, that feels good,” rumbled Forge as he stretched. His back ached from the constant bending over he’d been doing all day working on the human-sized inn. In fact, he and the other Stonemasons had been working here in Tar Valon for over a week. This was the third inn they’d worked on, but he had lost track of how many buildings in all they had finished. It didn’t really bother him too much, because they still had a long line remaining to be re-built. And in Tar Valon, when work of that magnitude was required, the Aes Sedai sent off for Ogier. Forge still wasn’t sure what had started the fire, whether it had been arson or accident, but regardless of its cause the…

Amadacia: The road was open and clear for as far as his young eyes could see. Demus Nolorean had seen little of the road in his first 12 years of life except for the countryside around Amadacia. This morning would be the first that he would travel with intent to leave his native country. His mother sat at the front of the wagon already, her head held high though she wore the reeds of mourning still. His father had been dead two months and she had a hard time of it here, he knew. She was Domani and even when his father had lived he had heard men speak of what a Domani woman could do. The words were never spoken to his father's face, but there was never an attempt…

Lorelai sat in her regular spot, overlooking the lake. It was a beautiful sunny day. A day that couldn't be wasted. Lorelai stretched her arms, back and legs and started to warm up. Picking up her sword she started going through forms. Every practice she felt more confident in her stance, balance and thrusts. Offense and defense. That was the name of the game. You just needed to know how to play it. Stashing her bag and sword, she took up her bow. The stedding wasn't in any immediate need of food. There were plenty of traps around the woods that were checked twice a day, but that particular day Lorelai wanted to earn her food. A little hunting session seemed like a g…

OOC: Potentially violent and graphic material to be included. It has been along time since this particular messanger had arrived. It was often something that Cari was off doing something for Nathan, but this time, Glory Rashad would be visiting the Ranch while she was here. Glory was the widowed wife of Nathan's brother Devon. But this was not something Cari knew or she'd have made herself scarce during her visit, taking the children to see something or other in Cairhein. The first meeting with Glory had gone off with out a hitch and things went well at dinner the following might, but Glory kept staring at Cari as if trying to remember something. It wasn'…

May today and the whole next year be great and filled with love :) Congratulations! *huggles Andrea*

Nynaeve sat on her bed, her shoulders slumped. The visit she paid the Mistress of Novices wasn't a pleasant one, as expected. She told her everything that happened. She gave all the details. Even the ones she would have preferred to leave out. But Faerzynne was too precise in her questions and Nynaeve had no way of sparing any details. Nynaeve told Faerzynne that she realized what she did was wrong. The policy about hitting Novices or Accepted was very clear. Don't! Physical punishments were only administered by the Mistress of Novices. And her alone. No Aes Sedai was allowed to take judgment on her own. Let alone carry out the punishment. Nynaeve was surprised w…

Lyv still could not believe her cousin had taken this big step and traveled to Tar Valon and then had signed up for training in the Warders Yards. Ginae had questioned her on her skills and why she wanted to join the Tower Guard, Lyv was impressed with Sasha’s determination. She was honest about not having any training but the will to get through it and Lyv had a short talk with Ginae about becoming Sasha’s mentor. The Mistress of Trainees agreed, upon the condition that she would monitor the training as she did not want Lyv to do her family any favors. Lyv smirked saying that it was more to do Sasha a favor in showing her that this was not the life for her than to help h…

OMFG.... WHAT AN AWESOME SIGGY ON THE OFFSITE BOARDS... The Aiel in it just looks... AWESOME!!! I loved it :D *spamilicious spam dedicated to all the lovely Aiel and their rather well-shaped bodies*

Disgust filled his stomach as he walked out of the barracks. No matter what else had happened, he had truely outdone himself tonight. When had he even thought that he could keep his personal feeling out of this? When he had thought she wanted to wait for him. When he had thought that she had real feelings for him. Blood and bloody ashes, there had been no promises and he certainly hadn't played the part of the celibate but he had thought he meant something to her! It wasn't what she had done that bothered him and he certainly couldn't blame the boy for it as much as he wished he could, but he though he had meant enough to her that she would have at least talked to h…