Legacy Saga Archive

The office door slammed shut, but not by a force from Lyv’s hands, she was remarkably calm after her meeting with Captain Taj. She had hardly expected to be, but he had made some good points and had not tried to enforce those on her. His comment that she was now a Blademaster and should pass on her knowledge had hit home and she had taken it as an assignment, rather than a personal grudge thing. Of course Ralleigh and herself did not come out as the best of friends, but surely not everything he said or did was spite. She nodded at Rosheen who was standing on the wall and looking at Lyv to see if she had to come and patch up her friend, or maybe even the captain. Lyv smi…

now where do I start calvary training? Moran Bloodeye Calvary Private

Okey new recruit in...saw a couple others too on the bio board...who are everyone? ...oh no no no...that vase cant go there...and blue curtains really would look bether.. ...where is the wiskey?.. ~Aslan~ *Gayl* -Jakar-

Aslan stoped the horse and listened, he couldnt hear anything but his own heart pounding, he where wondering if he where beeing paranoid. It was in a village just out of Far Madding he heard rumors that the Children where looking for some killer who had taken out some men and left them dead in the midle of the road. Aslan grabed his cloak and pulled it thigther, he didnt know maybe it wasnt him he couldnt remember, maybe they had attaced someone else who had killed them, but in his dreams he saw rain and storm, the road where muddy and bodies bleading...bload soaking wet clothes. But he couldnt remember, maybe it was just his mind playing games with him, then again h…

Hey its been a very long time guys. I was wondering if you guys might be interested in having an old guy like me back around...lol. Though granted I'll probably have a little catching up to do..but thats the fun of it. Guess I'll just have to post the old bio and see if it still passes muster..*laughs* Oh and before I forget...*tackles Matalina in a bear hug for old times sake* Good to see you are still around old friend. Llugh of the Strong Arm Former Warder Former Master of Ren'Shai

Okay, Census time folks!! :P :twisted: Seriously though, this is just a sort of roll call/summary of who we've got here at the Black Tower. Also, as I have just gotten my old job as Master of Training back, I need to know who know I'm dealing with here ;) If everbody could copy and paste this (And fill it out too :P) into a PM and send it to me, that would be great. Then I can sort it all out and get Dalinar to put it up on our webstie. DM Handle: Character Name: Character Age: Character Height: Character Build: Character Nationality: Physical Description: (Use this to let us know anything else about your character. Hairstyles, bearded or clean s…

They just keep on rolling folks, and the standards are always high. Check the Warder's Yards BoE RP out at: http://www.dragonmount.com/forums/viewtopic.php?t=3324&start=0&postdays=0&postorder=asc&highlight=&sid=8579d9f6dac6561df23fe1fb5755033f Cheers! Dali/Ben.

Man talk about its been awhile..*waves at Roka* Hey amigo good to see you are still around bro. Seriously though..any room for an old dreadie around here? Vanair Sharkan Dreadlord Disgraced Tower Guard Disgraced Master of Thunder on the Ocean

O.T.S. Tactics: For the first time in over three years Ram was dressed in his official officer’s uniform. His ranking stripes clear on both his cuffs and collar, with the Red Hand symbol embroidered on the Banner Captain emblem, sewn above the scout Fox crest. His everyday Scout uniform, though much more comfortable, would not due for the lesson he was teaching today. “Tactics are what will set you apart from the enemy†he said to the men and woman sitting at the long tables. He had a field tent set up just outside the Citadel, the same kind of tent that the Band used for planning when out during a campaign. Several maps were set up along the tent walls, …

Just wondering i sent it and wondering if i will get to finally be able to start an rp. Thanks for all the help.^_^_^

Racelle sighed vexedly as she lifted her grey dress over her head for a third day in a row. Since the escape attempt she was left with only two dresses. The other were all still in the saddlebags that hung in the still locked tack room of the stable. She had stepped wide of that stable since that night but it had been over a week and another half since then. Dashiva was up and training in the mornings again and things had gone back to the way they were so long ago before the trip to Sheinar. Racelle had gotten used to having five dresses instead of the two she was left with now. I would not be betraying anything if I were to go and fetch those dresses. She knew she s…

For an old mercenary guild leader from way back?...lol James no comments needed from you.. :lol: At any rate...Rolan K'Vedrin here..ready for more butt kicking as usual. Rolan K'Vedrin Former Mercenary Guild Leader Freelander Div

Whistling a happy little tune, Aran had returned from the city with two boxes in hand. It was the night of the dance that Daemon's betting had landed him, and he had to admit he was looking forward to it. Cairma was a nice girl, and more to the point, he'd won the right to pick her dress the day after Daemon's bet which was why he was carrying two boxes. He'd deliberately put off obtaining her dress as long as possible, in case it crossed her mind to search his room in advance to find out. Not that she was that sort of girl, but desperate people did desperate things, and Cairma was not keen on the dance at all from what he could tell. Of course, that could do with…

...Sosumo on reaching the rank of Ranger....well done Sosumo! 8) Owen The WhiteWolf Ranger Leader

I was just looking trough some stuff online and I was wondering, since we don't officially have a 2nd working PSW, maybe we could try this one. Theres quite a bit more info on it, and we'd have a few more Divisions (Shadow, White Tower, Manetheren/Band of the Red Hand, Shadar Logoth, the rest of the 10 Nations) Other possibilities might be Artur Hawkwing, War of 100 Years, Aiel War, Fourth Age. I dunno... just suggestions. The Don former Incarnation of Shai'tan

Shawn was sitting in his room just staring at the walls. This would be his last day in this room, his last day as a trainee. Today was the day he'd been waiting for for over four years. He'd arrived at the Tower at sixteen and now he was ready to begin his service as a Tower Guard. Yesterday afternoon Ginae had called him into her office, given him the good news, and explained his part of the ceremony. She'd explained that he needed a Tower Guard and an Aes Sedai to stand for him and he'd spent last night arranging it. His mentor, Corin, would stand on behalf of the Guards and he'd arranged for Christine Sedai, of the Green Ajah, to stand for the Tower. He laugh…

The next morning was just as Racelle had expected. Dashiva woke to find his arm around her and without any sort of reaction he took it away and tried to get out of bed. Racelle leaped from her place next to him and helped him up. Without a word or any sort of facial expression, as always, she helped him to the kitchen where he took a chair and watched her begin to prepare him breakfast. She had not spent her life living in an inn never learning to cook. Dash said nothing the entire time she did so, and even as she put a plate of food before him and sat down herself he didnt even look up at her. Racelle took all this in stride, outwardly at least, inwardly she was ext…

Mors woke up in his room, stretching out a bit before dressing himself once more. Rousing himself from sleep fully, he decided to take a walk to the Yard, perhaps to practice his forms...

http://www.dragonmount.com/forums/viewtopic.php?t=3098 rigth there run and read it all...oh and dont forget to contribute

Major Roleplays Bubble of Evil RP Well, it didn't exactly finish when expected, but meh :) People have been busy so and split between other commitments. I am going to post the bubble dissipating between June 8-10th. After which, we'll go somewhere and get fixed up. For those that fought to protect the wagon, Queen Leilwinn Jasma will be rewarding them with medals of some sort, and with it will come recognition of sorts. More on that further down. Wetlanders and Sandlovers RP Slow going on my part, but it'll get done, especially now that a couple of things have been sorted. Bowl of Winds RP Its on staff and everyone seems happy with it…

Mortal Mists The chill on the air cut like a razor’s edge The dawn has just broken, and all is as it should be Morning’s dew glistens o’er grass, tree, and hedge Workers pause their labors at what they see The silent hush of morning is soon broken For at the Ranch, all must earn their keep These simple-looking workers in Cairhien Have secrets which from the world are hidden deep Soon all in the Ranch are at their tasks Farm beasts call out to each other in their midst But the day’s tranquil routine will not last Carnage comes in the form of mist Already hot and tired from their work These Friends of the Shadow relish the cool…

hey people, just wondering, where is everyone's characters at on the land at the moment. I might need to ask a few people to RP, and I just wanted to know who, other than those I know, are near Tar Valon. So, where is everyone at right now?

For those who were waiting. Thanks for your patience! Enjoy!

The fresh crispy smell of clean sheets was everywhere around her, and for a moment Irina relished in it - allowed herself to drift with just her eyes closed, imagining that she lay there in her own selfdesigned world where the grass was purple and the sky was perfect. She had done that often as a child: she’d be able to close her eyes and completely shut herself down, confine herself in her selfmade world where everything was perfect and nothing was out to get her. She’d had to - if only to preserve her sanity. Life on the streets of Tear had been hard, and every day had brought another atrocity that before long would be replaced by another. At times she had f…

After they'd done their Traineely duty by making sure that Maldrin was taken care of, Esthelle had taken a few moments to slip into clothes that were a bit better for the occasion. It shouldn't matter much, she thought as she looked at her face in the mirror as she quickly plaited her hair in a loose braid, Sana had seen her mud-splattered and bloody and her face was still trying to get used to the fact that it was actually Healed. She didn't look too hot, with traces of a bruise on her previously broken cheekbone that was about to vanish tonight, but it never hurt to dress up for any occasion. Her parents were traders in cloth; and if there was something they'd taug…

The day was just getting started when Ursana Tahn Sakhr made his way to the Yards to get in a morning jog. It was good exercise and it helped build stamina, but in the back of Sana's mind was the knowledge that if he decided to leave the Tower, at least his legs would still carry him alongside his families trading wagons. There was something slightly scarey in the way his mind had started putting an IF into the sentence when he hadn't been paying attention. He had become a Trainee to spend more time with his sister and somewhere along the line he had begun enjoying it. Well, the day was moving around him as he thought about his sister and their strange relat…

Well, I had thought about joining the Freelanders, but I'm completely lost. What do I need to do, where do I signup, what do I do with my bio, and who would I talk to....

you know its come to my attention that I've had a character in every division except this one and the Aiel...thats a drastic oversight don't you think? So is there any room for an old battle crazy RP'er like myself? Llugh of the Strong Arm Tower Guard Master of the Path of the Blade

I was thinking of making a character to lead a band of Mercenaries... I know this isn't very specific, but I want to know if this is possible before putting forth an effort. Besides, James, you know you can help me... :D

Firion headed back to the inn after his herbs training. He had acquired new knowledge and thought of the new day. As he entered the inn he smelled Kraken sitting at the bar. "Hey, Kraken, about you stabbing me during the party. I forgive you. At least as long as you don't do it again." Firion extended his hand toward Kraken. " oh, and congradulations on getting your wolfname."