Legacy Saga Archive

Kedyn parried the wooden lathe of one of the Fox's and clapped the younger man on the shoulder with his own. It was early in the afternoon, the sun was high int he sky and the Citadel had about it an air of safety and security. It was as if every person in the Citadel was having a good day and their mood had permeated into the air and made it contagious to all around. Kedyn lowered the blade and began to instruct his student on what he had done wrong, when his eyes caught sight of a unit of Scout's streaking through the main road as fast as their legs could take them. It is a wonder how such a perfect day can never be finished perfect. It was like the rose whose beaut…

OOC: hello everyone! for a little background on my character follow the yellow brick road, or this link here... http://aiel.aliciawilkerson.com/viewtopic.php?t=160 Cor entered the hold with a wordless shout followed by laughter, as his ever-present companion Nei’din roared alongside him. The young lion was fully two summers old now, and had grown huge during the months of their latest journey. Weighing better than six hundred stone, the young male was already larger than most fully grown adults. With Nei’din’s roar echoing from the hold’s walls, Cor looked upon his home for the first time in several months and entered the vibrant hub of his childhood. Ea…

A light breeze brought the cool crisp scents of fall to Corin’s nose as he sat meditating in the garden. How long he had sat there he could not say, still working to gain comfort and confidence in the meditative void. Lonrick had introduced him to the powers and possibilities of the void and meditation that Corin now thirsted to master. Something he had finally begun to have the extra time to deeply explore since completion of his basic training under the Master at Arms Reikan. But with that new found freedom came a decision that he must face that would forever change his course in life and bind him to the Tower as a whole in a way he had almost allowed himself to …

Fawne brushed her fingers through her hair, she was nervous and did not know what to expect. For the first time she would be back in Tar Valon, back in the Sirens Call inn and see the employees who were like a family to her again. Only with her father there, without him she would have to face them all and explain what happened. But first they would go and see Lilah as her mother was not sure she could stay safe in the city. People presumed her dead in Tar Valon, she had written the reports herself so she had told Fawne. They had gotten to know each other, but Fawne was not sure that made up for the years she had lost with her mother. She did try and knew that her mother h…

Kedyn closed the door of the Scout barracks. The sun had begun to set below the horizon and left the eirie glow that went along with the transition from day to night. He turned away from the barracks and headed to the messhall towards the center of the barracks. It was also a wooden structure as everything had changed from tent to wooden housings only a few days ago with the completion of the last wooden barracks. He dared not go to see Mari for she would only deny him a drink and today was a day that Kedyn truly needed one. The gaping hole in his chest had begun to take in everything and the wieghts of responsibility and grief had become to much. He needed something…

Deneira smiled and laughed as her horse took the first step off the bridge leaving Tar Valon. It had been far too long since she had left the city and, while she did love the city life, she was ready to take herself back into the country side, or at least away from the bustle and hustle of the rest of the world. The fact that she was with her Teacher, Mateo, was not going to cramp her style, and they hadn’t even spoken since Mateo came and told her that they were going on a road trip to Caemlyn. She had never been to Caemlyn before… heck, she hadn’t been further south than Tar Valon, and that was in the north… hardly even close to being south. It had been s…

nothing beats celebrating a move to a new home. having some friends over and sharing some good brew, of course being the ideal way to celebrate. so grab some oos'quai and let's get this thing kicked off in style. 8) *wastes no time in finding a nice shady spot and works hard on getting a buzz going*

"My duty is to the White Tower and to my Ajah, Seiaman. I do not have time for romances." Seiaman raised her head from her hands and let out a deep sigh. Ever since her return from the trip with Sirayn, she found herself with blossoming emotions within her dark heart. She couldn't understand why or how it was happening - all she knew was that a dark cloud had been removed and she was starting to see her destiny. Is it truly a destiny? Seiaman rose from the floor and tossed a log into the fire - the flames danced around its newly added fuel. Am I just projecting my dreams into reality? What did she do to unravel the dark tendrils from my heart? But she knew Sirayn did not …

The rich aroma of the kaf reached her nose before she reached the kaf house, and Edie breathed in deep, enjoying the scent and even more enjoying the anticipation of the taste. She could have kaf at home, it was true, but sometimes she just wanted to get away from her parents, who were beginning to chafe with all their lectures of what was the right thing to do and the right way to act to be true to their noble house. Edie snorted at the thought. She was considering going down and training with the sul'dam for a while, even though it would gain her no prestige, unlike some of the girls who were the only hope of their families. Still, training damane could be interesting, …

Kael told me I need three rps to graduate from OTS. We should get some Infantry Rp's going. Later Logan

the temp offsite board is changing and the order boards will be eradicated in replacement of the alliances. If you all have something important in there you got 3 days to save it... After three days, we delete all the order boards and make three new one. THe name we will use will be the name given by the alliance members

Hey All! Kare'el here! Missed you guys and thought I would Drop in... *Looks around* Love what you've done with the place. Mostly, I am around to wrap up a few loose threads with Lorelai...Still will not be very active at all...but who knows what the future holds, Eh? So...How you all doin'? Kare'el Hasaen Lorelai's Lost Love Former Tracker and Deserter of the Wolfkin... Yep, that 'bout sums it up :D

Alright now kids, I've been gone for quite some time. I'm wondering, have I lost my touch? Read my TG Essay and let me know. Am I washed up, or is there hope yet? Auron Decoa, Aspiring to the Rank of Tower Guard Final Essay The decisions I will discuss in the following pages, I see not so much as choices I have made, but conclusions, which I have inevitably drawn from the course of my training, and the path of my personal development. The first time a trainee lifts a sword, there is an instinct, somewhere inside them, crudely guiding them in its use. This instinct is the basis of what will one day be developed into the discipline their duty will require of …

Approximately 10 hours from now, our Bubble of Evil RP will commence. I hope you all post like rabid bunnies on heat. Or something. For the outline, look below at the thread about the same subject. Cheers! Dali/Ben.

The bright morning sun bathed the garden in a warm rich light; flowers open and turned toward it’s offering of life displaying their vibrate colors those soft and bold in multitudes. He had heard others speak of the magnificence the gardens the Tower grounds held and though he had nothing to compare them with, he did not doubt those words. Much would be needed to match such beauty and grandeur as seemed the way here. Following the path through manicured grasses; cut to precise angles, their patterns forming subtle designs that seemed to match the mood each space presented. Corin reveled in the tranquility offered by the gardener’s hand. Time away to think and to …

The Night that was beckoned softly, lingering still in the dark velvet of the sky. Ripples in the wind called; subtle and almost imagined its magic was. The silence that had lured us here, a hand outstretched to show long spidery fingers loomed now and herein, and in many ways, made it more majestic. Silver stars gathered together, streaking the black of the hour for it was the sky that was the canvas today. They slept in a Tower grand in its might, not unlike the White Tower of Tar Valon. They murmured and shifted on their mattresses, their faces not unlike those of three Novices. Her eyes in the pitch black of the room were like blazing stars, not unlike th…

Bubble of Evil RP Its placed in Andor, just outside of Caemlyn's outer wall. A fair with all sorts of entertainments quarterstaff bouts to archery and horseriding will be going on. Then of course, the following goes wrong. - Dead coming to visit - Pyromania with fire elementals running about - Ribbons and pennants strangling people (hmm) - Maybe a storm? Juxtapose sheets of rain pounding the earth while manlike figures made of fire run about. Plus lightning, lightning is cool. - Have a few people swell up then explode, releasing a torrent of rats and other vermin that then proceed to mob people nearby. Pretty harsh stuff. This RP will start on the 1…

please express interest in this class below. I want to know how many people are currently willing to take it so I can organise something as I know for at least a couple it is their last requirement before potentially being promoted Cheers, Dali/Ben.

Standing by the window, the man known as Aventari looked down into the street. As he watched, an Aiel patrol passed by, one of the patrols that were often sent out to.... keep the peace? As a man who was in control of his emotions, as opposed to ignoring them, he could feel the hatred bubbling inside of him. That would wait though, wait for another day when the time was right. Not that it made him desire to spill Aiel blood any less. Turning away, he walked back to his seat. The inn he'd picked for the meeting had private booths such as these, and furthermore were genuinely private. The walls were solid and soaked up sound, as did the door, hence why the place …

It was one of those days, the sun was shining brightly and the heat and bright light got people to act out a little. Unfortunately, it also got some people caught acting out and this did not always work out in said people’s favor. All Lyv had done was have a bit of fun with her friends, when her captain appeared next to her with a blubbering trainee girl who she had just hit over the head with a bucket, meant for Aran. She tried to apologize, but was instead dragged into the captain’s office for a nice conversation on how this had come to pass and what she was going to do about it to make up for it. Or one could say it was a shouting match, heard all the way out the d…

The night had been pleasant and Cari woke up next to Sam with an odd feeling. It wasn't a bad feeling, but it was now morning and having the light shine on what she was about to do made Cari a bit afraid. Her children were her life. That was not a fascade, even though the life she'd choosen had been. Cari wondered if Sam would ever see through it. Daylight brought upon the sounds of the morning routine, it wasn't a hard day, nor an early one. It was their only real day off, if you considered just tending the barns a day off. But that was what today was, their weekly holiday. Cari smiled over at Sam as she watched him. She doubted he was sleeping, the life of…

If any of you recall a character names Auron, this is him. Please contact me, as I now consider you to be quite cool.

Sam pulled the reins loose against the wooden collumn as the last thing he needed was for the reins to be too tight. He did not need another Whitebridge incident on his hands. Giving Chameleon a once over, he made sure that there were no problems with his faithful horse. He was not looking forward to having to replace her, but the years of travel had not been kind on either of them. Brushing his hands through his salt and pepper hair, as he was common to do now, he let the thought die away. Someday he would put her to out to pastor and enjoy some type of retirement with her remaining years, but that day had not arrived yet. As he started to walk down the mainstreet h…

When Anwashawn finished his morning workout he returned to his room to change clothes before going to breakfast. He dressed simpy, belted on weapons and went to the dining hall. As he walked he contemplated what to do with the day. This was one of those rare occasions when he was free from training with Corin. These had come so infrequently he still wasn't sure what to do with these small blessings of free time. He had finished breakfast and was walking back to his room when it occurred to him that he'd never ridden a horse, had no real idea what was required in doing so, and that any true Tower Guard or Warder would be at least passing familiar with the skill. As he …

Sei'Cair reigned in his horse, and walked him for a while. He was a ruggedly handsome man who was 23 years of age. He realized he was nearing the citadel. He remembered what things had been like. He was born on a farm right outside a small village near Maradon with the name Johanarra Moranassa. He never liked his name, even though his friends shortened it and called him Jo. As he grew up, he lived quite a normal life, and played with his friends, helping his mother in the house and later his father in the fields. He was a bit of a prankster, and got in trouble countless times. He would steal honey cakes and do things like that, not big things, but things that the wisd…

Hay all, my computer crashed. So I'm on LoA for a week or so. Sorry if this slows down RP plans I had going, but I'll be back a.s.a.p. Later... Gillie~

I'll be on lOA from the 30th of April, until the 8th of May. Going on Vacation:) For White Tower business you can go to Elilliane (handle on DM.com) or Halvie (handle on wtdiv.org) or Sirayn, or KristenSedai. Will see you when I'm back! Take Care, Robin.

The trip after Christine had shown she was able to take care of herself for at least a few days had been a little chilly for a couple of days, but after that had relaxed. No longer having to instruct her on everything they saw, they had time to talk about other things. Things such as the extensive drinking and partying Aran partaked in whenever he managed to successfully get out of enough duties. While Christine didn't have such stories to tell of the Tower, she did have stories to tell of before she went to the Tower. As they spoke they learnt of other things about each other. So they passed the time until they reached Fal Moran, capitol of Shienar. The serpent …