Legacy Saga Archive

Congratulations to Gianna on reaching the banded dress of an Accepted!

After talking this over on the RP Staff board, to make sure there were no objections, Muirenn and i are appointing Kaylan to look after the CoL. She will be combining this with her duties as Seanchan DL. I hope all of you will welcome her, and offer any help that she may need......psychiatric help is already underway :lol: Good luck Kaylan, i have faith in you! Owen

Vasilis Daemin was pacing back and forth in his room that the Aes Sedai had given him after being healed. It was a room fit for a king, and he had never before seen it's like. Normally he would be overwhelmed by such luxury, but now he hardly noticed it. He had been thinking for some time. He owed the Aes Sedai for Healing him, and he had nothing else to do. But he did not want to jump into this particular pond without thought. The day before he had explored his surroundings, after an Aes Sedai had come to check on his condition and told him that he could get up and walk around. As he walked, he had seen the students in the warder's yard learn how to handle th…

Some weeks after the fallout from Dumai’s wells a letter arrived in Cairhien by messenger. It was an unremarkable sort of letter, plain parchment marked by careful writing, and sealed in black wax; only a keen observer might have picked out the faint outline of a rose stamped in that black seal. Once opened some sheets of parchment slithered out accompanied by a heavier, more solid clink … that of a small, silver ring. It bore an emblem most familiar to all those in Cairhien. Anyone might have recognised it as a House Damodred signet ring. In a code known only to members of the Order of the Rose the letter read: Serena Sedai, My apologies for not sending this …

It was a cold starless night; the wind was blowing from the mountains and gave a cold edge to the air. Owen and Burrich were at the Rangers training field, it was to be Burrich’s first lesson today, and Owen could sense his eagerness and curiosity. “I think the first thing we need is a run to warm us up, and from tonight I expect you to run this course everyday, stamina and endurance are needed more by the Rangers than any of the other groups in the Wolfkin, even the Trackers.†Without any more talking, Owen started running, using a long loping stride; one designed to cover long distances easily. Burrich fell in beside Owen and the two of them headed toward…

Unfortunately, the time has come for Ellorian and I to decide whether or not we are going to pay for another year's hosting for the Dome of Truth site. As Ell has stepped down, and I am horribly poor, we have made the decision to not in fact renew our hosting. Unfortunately, we feel that the site is not used enough to justify the cost. The site, and the boards, will be closed on October 11. Please save anything important before then. The domain remains registered for another two years, so if we do decide to put the site back up, we will let you all know. Thanks to everyone who has helped make the boards the wonderful place they are. We hope you will continue…

Ooc: Sorry this is so late. I seemed to need to remember 'how' to start posts again and feel comfortable posting again, before taking on a Mintie. I hope your up for some fun! I challenge you to go to the White Tower and search out a roomate! ^_^ If yoru not up for Rping, let me know,a nd maybe we can just do this for fun for the both of us. Your bio - http://www.whitetowerdiv.org/forum/viewtopic.php?t=5279 My Bio - http://www.whitetowerdiv.org/forum/viewtopic.php?t=2399 Ic: Her movements were simple, careful, and precise as she worked her way though the hallways. She was careful not to touch the walls, nor to walk in the way some something what was moving. It …

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Ooc: i hope this works out for you. ^_^ "Art Theory" borrowed from Wikipedia, Names and Dates changed for relevance. It had only been one week since she had returned, ONE WEEK, that she was asked to teach a 'trial' class that was open to Novices and Accepteds about Art. Slowly rubbing her temples with her index fingers, Maegan sighed softly. She was no artist, and never picked up a paintbrush or any other artisan tool other than scroll work for books. But, She supposed, with her softer temperment, even as a Red, she was more ideal to teach than some other impatient Sedai that lacked the creativity to think 'out side the box'. So to speak. Settling into her cla…

Tainted Nostalgia [Closed RP] Timeline - TBA Closed Red Ajah RP Dedicated to Leona (Annemieke) & Perine (Johanna) May the Light always brighten your Path Playlist ~ Updated per Post Prelude - Haunted - Evanescence (new CD came out.. w00t.. ) Track 1 - Dareka no negai ga kanau koro - Utada - Casshern Track 2 - (I have a really 'odd' writing style on closed RPs.. so bear with me.. ;)) ~8~@ Long lost words whisper slowly to me Still can't find what keeps me here Tossing and turning, it was all she could do amoung the soft Andorian silks that covered her large four poster bed. Darkness wrapped around her large suite, blanketing it with a f…

’Bloodycurses! What the hell is wrong with my back? And why am I so hungry? And thirsty… my throat is so dry. Oh my god. Where is Shawn? What happened to him? Where am I? What is going on? Ohh… my back!’ Deneira tried to move, and she slowly pushed herself up. She was starving, and her throat was so dry. A woman rushed to her, and she saw many other women in the room and they were all talking in hushed tones. “Where-“ Deneira could hardly whisper out, and she was handed a glass of water. Sipping at it, she swallowed slowly, almost choking on it. She was so tired, and her head hurt so bad… Light, what was going on? â€You are in the infirm…

**Cont. from "A Small begining" West (DR)** Not going through Tar Valon irked Angelica to no end, she had never seen the walls of it before and from a distance it shined like no other place she has ever seen. She wanted so bad to just walk through there and see the sights, but she didn’t want to go alone, perhaps after her training, if given time to look around, she may come back some time in the future and satisfy her curiosity. Besides what would she do if she wandered into a Aes Sedai and hauled up to the tower for training. She really doubts they would teach her the things she wants to learn, if they don’t kill her outright for being a darkfriend. She had hear…

Nighsfire grumbled as he packed the things he would need for his trip. He had just returned from a meeting with Owen and a cloud hung over his emotions. The Ranger leader had summoned Nights after he had met with Leila and learned of an Aes Sedai in the Two River that the Watcher leader had encountered. Recalling the heated conversation he had with Owen Nights was surprised his argument had not swayed his friend. “Light Owen this is an Aes Sedai we are talking about! You want us to hand ourselves right up to her so she can make the rest of the tower aware of our kind?†Owen held up his hand to calm Nights and explain his rational once more. “I to…

Gianna walked stiffly towards her room from the Mistress of Novices study. This was the third time this week she had been sent there, and it probably wouldn't be the last. Growing up in a royal House, Gianna was used to giving orders, not taking them. It was her habit to raise her head high, not bend it to anybody. That habit was constantly getting her in trouble with the Aes Sedai. Even her own mentor had to call her out more than once for failing to show proper respect. She reflected over this most recent visit to the Mistress' study. "You must learn that you are no longer a member of a Great House here, Gianna. Here you are no better than the farmer'…

The Children, as feared as they were for their martial prowess, did not suddenly become fearsome warriors. Indeed, the same as every other mortal who ever picked up a blade, skill was garnered through a great deal of training and experience. While experience was the true teacher, training was necessary if one planned to survive from their experiences to learn. Knowing how to hold a blade and swing it, and better yet how to avoid having one being planted in oneself were considered of particular importance in training. Furthermore, even for old veterans it was good to practice ones skills in order to keep them ready. For Con, this was of even greater importance, due…

Well.. yeah. I've been able to snatch a few DM hours here and there throughout the past term, but I don't doubt we've all noticed that they.. haven't really been that many. Then again, the last term has been a whirl of assignments, exams, and work, leaving me exhausted and not really 'up to it', for the whole eleven weeks. But no more! I'm moving house. I now have the internet in my room. I get approximately another hour in the day, due to reduced travel time. We've finished our work for the year. You know what this all adds up to? RPING TIME So yeah. Anything I've discontinued, I'll be ready to continue. RPs, approvals, helping Ata and Rand gett…

Things were never as simple as Aramina wished they would be. She never counted them simple, but for once she wished just one thing in her life could have a little simplicity. The reports from her eyes and ears were settling on her desk and Aramina hadn't bothered to look at them past the first she had received that morning. Her mind was divided about what she had read and what to do about it. This had all started to get crazy 3 weeks ago. Almost to the day. Three weeks and she still knew nothing more about Aran than she had the first night at the White Stallion when she had reched out to touch his arm. Sighing, Aramina looked one last time at the news on her d…

There were days you weren't supposed to leave your bed. Aramina just wished she had known it before now. There had been nothing else in the day that had suggested she would be suffering from any sort of discomfort as she sat at the corner table in one of her favorite inns in Tar Valon. Nothing suggested that after a month of evading the Warder Yards, of completing her daily work outs on the Green's practice field, that she would find herself staring at the man she had been consciously avoiding. Or that he would have some unknown woman on his arm as he walked in the door. Aramina kept her facade firmly in place. She was here visiting with one of her first Eyes a…

Now, keep in mind that there's been a few RPs out there that have been planned (I believe Dash was in one of them), that simply never got past that stage. If you want to come and post an RP outline here, (assuming you want SG members in your RP), whether it be a reclamation effort of Kandor, or your character being turned to the Dark Side of the Force, (I mean the dark side of the channely-ness thing) try and plot it out here, whilst you're still planning it out, to gauge interest, and find out who wants to be in it, and see if you can build a better RP to get approved. So, in any case, if you're interested in RPing with SG, but you don't have a outline worked out…

Several areas of the website have been updated. It is currently still found at: http://www.blacktowerdiv.com/home.php I will continue to update things over the next few weeks. Any feedback, glitches/bugs/typos/etc that you notice are welcome. Cheers! Dali/Ben.

The past few days had been one of frustration in many ways. After the party had found a relatively safe place to camp, Aran and Rosheen had gone scouting ahead to see what the strength was of the male channeler’s forces. Far from him having ten to twenty men of his own, the man had been busy since the party had been dispatched from Tar Valon and had amassed up to a hundred armed followers. Furthermore, the man was calling himself the ‘Bandit King’, either he had a wonderful sense of humour or he was most certainly insane. Not that it had stopped the followers massing, and on the way back to their own camp they had seen fresh tracks, even nearly run into a sma…

Amber liquid burnt the throat pleasingly as it coursed down, draining the last remaining trickles from her hip flask as a ward against the evening chill descending over the open countryside where Dilora had decided to stop for the night. Her horse, Altie, was tethered to the side of the small red and gold painted wagon where he would be able to crop at the grass: if it started to rain she had a piece of canvas she could pull from over the top of her mobile home and fasten to two slender canes to provide shelter for her equine companion. Another uneventful day where the only company had been from her horse as she had not passed a single village as she journeyed across the …

Hello again. After talking to Alin, Muireen, and Ben at Dragon*Con I figured I'd come back to see what is going on with the Warder's. It has been a long time since I've RPed my character I don't even know if he is still around. So what's new?

"You're good, but you're not that good." "What do you mean?" "I saw what you did, hand the money over." "I do-" Surging across the table, Aran grabbed the man's right hand and pulled him over the table. Coins splashed everywhere and the others at the table were cursing as they tried to stop their coins from hitting the floor. Smashing the man on the head with his mug, that rendered him docile enough for Aran to reach into the man's sleeve and fish out a second pair of dice. The swearing became more vociferous as others saw what Aran had fished out. Shoving the dazed man off the table, he gestured to the man's sizeable share. "I'm done for the momen…

OOC: Ok, according to the sign up thread for this, the cast as it is are Ata bratr Dovan Taea Dawn Perine Drenn (I count on your arts of distraction ;)) and Ged of course ;) So, the procedure will be me posting one lesson (the whole thing will probably consist of 4 on the whole) every Saturday, giving you a week to reply until we continue, just to keep it going. So you all are requested to stay active here and if you miss a lesson either include its content to your next post or send me one via email so it can counted! Cheers and here we go :D IC: Everything inside him revulsed from what he just was about to do. What had been enforced on on …

My new girl Kiri has pretty much just begun her career as a thief in Cairhien, after a short-lived dabble in assassination contracts and my idea for her first RP would be a simple chase through the streets of Cairhien. Any two or three Aiel who would like to chase a poor helpless thief and maybe lose a little currency would be much appreciated :) Also, not quite sure what their policy on catching thieves is, but uhh.. I'm not gonna say I don't wanna die, so if I can't roleplay my thief well enough, I guess I won't have to worry about being bad at it for long ^^; Thanks for your time!!

The day had been...well... exhausting. There were days at the Ranch that Demus loved his life. There were friendly people around, a good living was made, and he had time to do as he pleased. Other days he remembered that he was breaking his back as a Ranch Hand instead of in his chosen line of employment (except on occasion) and that his life now consisted of the mundane. Not the life he had always wanted to live, that was certain. With that frame of mind, he decided it would be best to go talk to Cari. She was the closest thing he had to a friend nowadays and he enjoyed his time with her. He cleaned up a little and made his way over to her place. When he arriv…

OOC: This takes place directly after the Bubble of Evil, feel free to jump in with your own feelings and concerns. The fog had lifted and the devestation was apparent. Not only had people died, but most of the live stock had taken a toll as well. Whinning from the barns echoed in the silent sky and men and women weeped over their fallen friends. Cari sat on her door step, her head in her hands as she cried. Achet had not been a lover, but he had been a very good friend. Kate huddled behind, with her body close to her mothers as she too cried. Aiden sat on the couch in the house solem. He didn't cry, he was trying to be the man of the house. But they di…

*rolls around laughing* I scared you, didn't I? hah! You thought I was gone forever... but I'M BAAACK! *cough*maybey*cough* *looks around* hello? anybody alive? Miss me? :D -Drea back from the dead

Orion stood at the gates to the White Tower, the seperation between the Tower and the rest of Tar Valon. He was waiting for Aramina, for the last time. It seemed strange that Orion would miss these lessons with Aramina. He did not hold Aes Sedai in a high regard anymore thanks to a certain Blue Sister, but Aramina he would genuinely miss. He always enjoyed the lessons. But today wasn't going to be an easy lesson and a goodbye, Orion was not that soft with his students and until after today's lesson Aramina was still one of his students even if she was Aes Sedai. He had sent a trainee with a note for her to tell her he would meet her here instead of where they norm…