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For one of my classes as an Aiel i need to Rp with someone about owing or recieving Toh. I don't have any ideas off the top of my head, but i was wondering if anyone else might, maybe npc a fellow maiden or a wise one where talbs accidently steps on her toes. i'm not familiar enough with the Aiel yet to have a 'good' idea, but i'm up for anything. *is strying to pick the books up again and get bacst book 4 so she can uderstand the Aiel better...*

Well, since we all love Dias, this thread is dedicated to him. Let's all tell him that we love him in our very unique, corny, most mushy way. At the end of the week, Dias, the object of our affection, our Audit and OOC Executive, would choose the winner in different categories. 1. Most mushy 2. Most corny 3. Most likely a schizo 4. Probably serious 5. Most Unique 6. Most likely to become a stalker and lastly 7. Dias' love of his life award :) Rules, there are no rules, just post all your love lines and direct them all to Dias!!! So guys, let the loving begin!!! Winners will get a cookie :D

Lyv had prepared for this trip for the last two months, she had recently quit her job as Mistress of Trainees and with the help from Borac had found a mission to go on into the Borderlands. It seemed that Tiassale Sedai of the Green Ajah wanted to head down to Shienar and she needed some guards to go with her. Andular, her Warder had spoken to each and every one of them about the importance of this trip and Lyv had a feeling that he somehow saw this as a personal thing. She did not mind, it was good to be on the road again and Tiassale was nothing like the four Brown Sisters she had accompanied into Cairhien two years before. Of course, she had met Anton there and she and…

Phaedra went over the letter in her hand and then placed it on the desk in front of her. She could feel tension build up in her shoulders again and started rubbing her temples, even before the worst of the headache appeared. She could not go to Cairhien herself, that would do no good for the matter as it was widely known that Phaedra Eskarne was a close friend of Martim Dehan. His son had been an apprentice of hers, these days a barrister at Court. The young man had proven to be a good student with an excellent nose to dig deep into the finest of details in his cases. Phaedra kept a close contact with his father and as she had never had a son of her own, was in place a bi…

Seiaman stepped away from the announcement boards - having reviewed her newly changed Tower Guard duties. The increase of her work hours ensured that she didn't dwell too much on memories of times past. She was now allowed to join the City Guard in patrolling Tar Valon - something that she would learn to enjoy as it took her away from the Yards. She glanced up at the sky, dark clouds still hung low and the cold wind threatened to blow down weak trees. With a shake of her head, she walked towards the sparring ring to see if there were any interesting fights occuring. The new generation of Tower Guards were now more verbal and daring in their moves; she had to admit it was …

I gotta take an extended leave from the RP world - no idea how long it'll take until I get things straightened out in RL. For all those I got a RP with, sorry about this. ~ Seiaman

The object of this race is to complete the each obstical. This race is being judged by four of your own on your creativity and orginality and entertainment value. There is also an acomplishment point value so even if your writting is judged poorly you will still get some points depending on how many of the items you completed in your post. There are six obsticals in the course. Obstical Course - Obsticals 1. A sandy area stretching 50 meters 2. A 3 foot hedge to jump over 3. A muddy area strecthing 50 meters 4. A 6 foot bar to go under 5. A Dumby to stab,bash or peirce with horse riders weapon 6. A 6 foot wide rift in the ground You have two weeks to …

Syara stared up at the White Tower. The towering building seemed to eclipse everything around her drawing all attention to itself. Syara hesistated to enter, knowing that this for better or for worse would be her home for the rest of life. So Syara stood outside those great doors staring up at the great Tower while the wind whipped through her fiery red hair. Hoping against hope that maybe, just maybe she could channel. Otherwise she would be forced to ask for a job here, mopping floors, washing dirty dishes and dreaming of returning home to find her sister married to a Saldean Lord and her mother living comfortably in a mansion. Taking a deep breath she climbed the s…

Kalthandrix OOC: Hi all- here is my arrival, kind of mixed with my bio. I hope you have fun reading it. IC: Rising up, I brushed the loose straw from my clothes and grabbed up my blanket and satchel. The sun was an hour or two shy from rising, but it was time to leave- better to walk out of the old stable now then to sleep a bit longer and risk having a groom or the stable owner come in and wonder about why I was sleeping on his property. Also, the sooner started; the sooner finished, my father had always told me. Today I would find the Asha’man that were said to be in Tear and I would join them, or I would finally find peace. It seem almost a lif…

It's been a while...*lol* But hereth I am. I won't be RPing but I just wanted to stop by and say hi to everyone *S*

So, welcome to the new boards officially! I am still hip deep in school stuff, but hopefully I will be getting together a staff and getting the CoL going once again. In the mean time, feel fre to run amock. Just a note of warning, though: be careful if you visit the Comm boards. They are very free and loose with the banning and editing and as far as I can tell, I have no way to help any of you if you get in trouble, at least not now. So watch out. Run amuck, but do it on our boards :)

*waves* Hello all! I have seriously been thinking of starting a new character in this division. I am stuck between creating a Maiden of the Spear or an apprentice Wise One. I have looked through your site(s) and I'm having a hard time deciding. Is there more of a need in one area or another? Can someone give me some input? Thanks alot :mrgreen: Serena/Carly

The sun had just left the horizon and copper-coloured rays were painting the Yards in warm hues when Esthelle arrived at the designated spot. It had taken some searching and some asking around, but finally she had found her way. She hoped she wouldn't be late! Her new mentor had told her to meet here in the morning to discuss the start of her training together. Despite little sleep, she felt oddly clear-headed and sharp this morning. Already she could feel the adrenaline in her system; she was excited about the life that lay ahead of her. She had done some talking with her roommates and some thinking about weapons that she could fight with and she thought she had an i…

That's right everyone. Due to a little prodding from our friendly neiborhood Aldazar, I have finally gotten MSN Messenger. Now we actually have a way to contact me outside of DM *gasp* My adress is just my typical e-mail, manman@docwendy.com (don't ask, I made it a long, long time ago) if you want to contact me there. I can't guaruntee my activeness there though.

Congrats to Robin/Cirdan and Halvie, the new DL and ADL of the White Tower Division!

Deneira smiled as she walked around the yards. It was a new feeling, being a tower guard. She felt free, for some reason, as if a wait had been lifted off of her. In truth, there was a whole new weight on her shoulders. She had to teach, she had to train herself, she had to get her own butt outta bed, and she had to take guard duties. She had a feeling the first and last she would hate the most. But at least she wasnt the low of the low anymore. She hated people looking down at her. It didnt matter if she was fresh in the yard, or the oldest trainee. In everyone else's eyes, she was just the bottem of the totem pole- everyone else's work force. Now, at least she…

To Lose a Sword: Part 1. It was an hour before dawn, and Gillie had already eaten and dressed. He wore his Tower Guard uniform with his rapier belted beneath the cloak along with his leather flute case and throwing axe. Opposite his sword, he wore a satchel. His usual night watch had been changed, and he had been assigned to messenger duty for the day watch. Messenger duty was his least favorite task to carry out at the Tower. Every time he was assigned to it, something always went wrong. He wasn’t a superstition man, but he did believe in luck. Gillie believed some men were lucky and others were not. Unfortunately for him, he was not the least bit luc…

Aldazar left the inn he was staying at in Caemlyn with the two Asha’man he had found there. He had expected them to have a large amount of supplies to make the trip from Caemlyn to Tear, but they seemed to be carrying less then he was. When he asked the Asha’man about this he stated that the trip would last no longer then a half an hour long enough to ride well out of site of the gates. This sounded like madness to Aldazar but it had to be true or they would have had at least one packhorse. With Blue green eyes and long brown hair in two braids with silver bells attached to the ends Aldazar was a very tall man with a height of around 6’5’ he wore two swords on…

On Monday I will be starting a Basic Offense/Defense class for Soldiers. This class will consist of four lessons. Lessons will be posted on Mondays and Soldiers will have the rest of the week to post their participation. Signup here. You will only get credit if you keep up with the classes unless you contact me to let me know you'll miss.

Okay, this is just a simple roll call so we can see how many of us have made it over to the new boards. Also, since a few oldies like myself have now comeback it well, it'll provide a chance for everybody to get to know each other's new handle and which character they are. So I'll Start. Covai Seriba (Formerly Storm Leader of the Black Tower) Now just Asha'man Dreamwalker Co-Owner of the Black Tower Inn. BT Staff Member *Ignores the fact most of this is in his siggie*

Deneira woke up with the sun that morning. She looked around her room, one last time, then looked out the window. Light, she would miss her room. She would miss being a trainee. Yes, she was glad to be done with all of that pointless training and being considered the low of the low, but after four years, she had fallen in love with her way of life. She would have to get new friends, new rooms, and new work. She might even have to teach on occasion. But at least she wasnt always on the lookout of being in trouble. She knew she would spend a few days in some office, but at least she wouldnt be stuck there day in and day out. She spent her entire morning, just…

"Twice and twice the crow has flown Twice for cry and twice for mirth Twice and thrice the last wind blow Twice for life and thrice for birth..." - Al'shanti Dae'sa, Foretellings and Aes Sedai Secrets "Keeps walking, Jae'sa. The woods ahead are but camouflage for their most keenly Farm." A chuckle and a brush upon foliage that seemed haphazard but nonetheless did little to disguise the secret codes that lay carelessly strewn upon the grounds. Sharp eyes upon a cool, emotionless face that stared out of a black cowl. "Even then, Milord, there is no harm in a little care." mumbled the other man. Grizzled and darkened in many a sunburnt day, he seemed as far a cha…

OOC: I’m setting up this thread to get myself posting again and be reacquainted with the Band. Since in real life I left DM for a while, I’m having Ram’s back story be that he left the Band for a while as well. Whether on a Scouting mission, or for some personal reasons, I’m not sure. But in any case, I hope this will be a fun start for everyone involved. All are welcome to join in. IC: The rain was thick and heavy, driven by a hard wind. It had been like this for most of his journey, causing him to move slowly as he tried to reach the Citadel. Ram shielded himself as best he could against the weather, but even his oil treated cloak didn’t keep hi…

In about 4 days I'm moving back across North America, from west coast back to the Eastern Seaboard. My activity will drop to absolute zero after today although I might pop in the day before I leave, and for about a month after. Dash,

ooc: This thread makes references to self-harm, incest and sexual abuse. If you will be disturbed by any of those topics, please step out of the thread. Rain washed down ceaselessly while shadows slid through the night outside. The water ran down leaded glass panes and melted any image; distant lights painted blurs and buildings appeared to shake with each further moment the rain pelted against glass. Pattering filled the room with soft sounds. The warmth and calm after the passing of such a tremendous storm made her drowsy, contrasting as it did with the bitter and exhausting passage of feelings on this dark night, but such a fire still blazed within her that she cou…

Posted: 15 Nov 2005 09:27 pm Post subject: Just Another Morning? (Attn: Sira) -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Thrusting one dagger up her sleeve and the other into a knee high leather boot, Serena looked around her skeptically. Tilted emerald eyes flashed like fire as they grazed over the Tower Grounds. A soft breeze ruffled her raven pixie like hair, and she wrinkled her nose. The air smelled of burning woods, something that reminded her of a trip into Arad Doman not too long ago. The thought brought back memories of chaos and disorder in lands that had always seemed to be at war with eachother, though this…

It had been nearing noon, and the day had been growing warmer. Even though Vanion was blindfolded, he could judge the hours by how the heat of the sun touched him. He found it amazing the things you learned when you took away sight. But that had been some time ago now, and all he knew was that he was indoors somewhere at the moment. The blindfold, a simple black scarf given to Vanion by his mentor, Orion, was part of his training. He had brought this on himself, wanting to learn how to defend himself while not being able to see. It had been difficult at first, the lack of sight, but Vanion was becoming more and more adept at finding his way. He had begun to form a men…

To Wolfcub!! Join me in congatulating the lil fella. *tosses Burrich in a vat of chili*

The sun reflected off the water sharply, and Janna turned away from the lake a bit as she bent over her fishing rod. Biting her lip she struggled to hold the thin line and tie on the bit of fluff and ribbon she had salvaged from the debris pile behind the Inn. Her smaller, stunted arm was awkward but she had long ago learned to discount it. She held the line down with her bad arm using the other to twist the line round her lure. Eyes narrowing she huffed out a breath as the knot took hold and tightened it quickly. Beside her Windracer yawned and rolled over in the warm yellow grass. You two-legged’s have the oddest notions about fishing. His tongue lolled out playfully …