Time to seek the need...

[Liitha]

M'bela tread into the dream furious, her dress was a deep blood red one with a low cut. The nerve of that sul'dam, if she found the girl in the dream tonite she would for sure never wake, but there where no reason why she should. It was but random that peoples that didnt have her own talent stumbled upon the dream and then for brief moments only.

 

M'bela shook her head, she had other things to do beside. This was rediculus she needed to find Semirhage, she didnt know any but her mistress that could help her sort this out. Though the dream where becoming more dangerous as well, wolves where a nuicanse, but a couple months back she had stumbled upon another chosen. M'bela shruged, luckily the fool taken her for something less and left her with a child dreadie in the dream through the means of a ter'angreal. Granted he been stronger in the power than her, but her skills in the dream had served her well to get away.

 

She smiled, it reminded her of another time long ago, before it was known the chosen all where geting loose. Meeting Semirhage in the dream and first beliving her a fidgement of her imagination, it was a memorie of doubleness thoug, it had been unpleasant to learn the lesson following. Yet, with all M'bela had read, how she had looked up on the woman from before it had been a pleasure to pledge herself to the woman. And the chosen surely where every bit as skilled as the old papers talked about, M'bela but counted herself lucky it wasnt one of the painweaves she had goten a taste of.

 

Sharp eyes studied the landscape as she shifted from place to place. Then she shook her head, it was risky but she was fed up with the a'dam, and there where not more to learn that she couldnt learn bether from the oposite end of that leash. Need would be the clue, she sent a thougth of hope that the Great Lord would be nice this night and not land her in a nest of worms or what worse was as she closed her eyes focusing on Semirhages face.

 

The world shifted around her and she opened her eyes again, a open plain. M'bela closed her eyes again feeling the world change, over and over seeking her need.

[Matalina]

Semirhage was sitting in the dream world remembering times of old and thinking on plans to become Nae'blis. It had been several weeks since Shadar Haran had spoken to them from the Great Lord. And the fact that there would be no Nae'blis until one of the thirteen proved themselves worthy was something to be worked on. It was possible to become the Great Lords right hand.

 

A strange feeling, a need, a distant thought caught Semirhages' attention. A far away person was looking for her. The world was such a small place in the Dream World. Semirhage shimmered to where this need was and found M'bela. A woman who had long since contacted her. Semirhage forgoed wrath, she would listen to the story before whiping the earth of this Dreadlord for lack of communication. Semirhage expected her eyes and ears to keep her informed. M'bela had never had problems before, perhaps there was a reason.

 

"You've a story to tell me..." It wasn't a question, it was a command, Semirhage exptected it to be followed.

 

Semirhage

[Liitha]

Sudenly the world flimered again and M'bela knew she wasnt alone, turning varily she looked rigth at Semirhage. The chosen didnt seem pleased, M'bela bowed slightly in respect and greetings.

 

"You've a story to tell me..." there was a comanding tone in Semirhages voice.

 

"Yes Mistress, this one made a mistace..." stoping M'bela realised she had spoken as those damane hounds, shruging unvoluntarily she rose but kept her eyes lowered.

 

"I where overpowered in Falme by this strange people, Seanchan, when they sent boats in return to their homeland I was sent back with those. They developed a system to control channelers and given them a name, damane, these gets treated like animals." M'bela drew her breath, "They dont know of this world and the collars dont keep you from entering, I've been searching for you as often as could. There is hatred in some of the damane but they are to afraid mostly that I've been able to trust them, one though is ready to swear herself to the dark one, she still got spirit. But neither of us can do anything, you try to move the bracelet conected to the collar with a leash then you end up having teribly pain, you try to object they can transfer pain or pleasure through the leash, and if you try to hurt those controling the bracelet you get it back twice or more as worse yourself."

 

Talking M'bela didnt notice that her nervousness had made her unfocused and that she where wearing damane grey having an a'dam around her neck. "I've tried to learn as much as I can, but its hard for a dog to ask questions, it would be easier for the master..." if you set me free, i think i learned enough to be able to infiltrate them, there got to be a way to find out how to make these a'dams.."

M'bela stoped a litle moment this she had thougth on a long time, "then you could leash the children in the tower and use them...turn things to your advantage.." She could but hope it would work...she couldnt live a life as a damane and she didnt know anyone else that could help her.

 

As an after thougth she remembered something, "Oh and Osan'gar has a young unexperinced dreadlord wandering the dream .." contempt had snuck its way into her voice, this world was not for children

[Matalina]

Semirhage listened to the child's tale. It had merit, and was intriguing. "I do beleive Grandal is on the other side of the ocean." She wondered if there was potentially a problem, or a potential alliance. Maybe they could work together to leash these fools who call them selves Aes Sedai.

 

"I will see what I can do to free you of this, " Semirhage reached for the adam she was wearing, "chain and see where you can fit into the ultimate goal." There ultimate goal was of course to free the Great Lord from his prison. To see that he ruled the world, and they chosen to follow close behind.

 

OOC: I forget where this is suppose to go so if you could refresh my memory I would appreciate it.

 

Semirhage

[Liitha]

"I do beleive Grandal is on the other side of the ocean." That was new to M'bela, in fact she didnt think much of other chosen at all, other then to stay out of their way when posible that was, she knew she were no match for them. No it was bether to not get yourself in the midle of something, and she knew who she served, the woman had been someone she looked up to even as she slept. After she found Semirhage was awake she had been more then willing to serve to learn more then the books could talk about.

 

"I will see what I can do to free you of this, " M'bela held her ground as Semirhage reached out and touched the a'dam, though most of all she wanted to flinch as she where reminded of her capture in the real world, she should be heading back. The time in the dream where difrent and she could need some sleep before the sul'dam came around to wake her. "chain and see where you can fit into the ultimate goal."

 

M'bela nodded, "Thank you Mistress, I'll try and gather more information, but its hard as they have a view of a channeler much like an animal which dont need to be thougth other things then use its gift to work as a weapon for them." She grimased, such a waste of talents, she where sure though if they could put some of those damane free there would be more then the one she found in the dream which would be more then willing to serve.