The Trollocs are invading Tar Valon

[Daruya]

http://www.dragonmount.com/forums/topic/59002-wheel-of-time-sword-forms/

 

From a purely descriptive point of view i imagine trying to cut silk would require a very deliberate, straight cut with a knife. Moon on the water would seem to suggest some sort of arcing cut, like a semi circular shape.

 

And wow- your thread was so good it even drew Seggy out. Hi Seg- remember me?

 

 

 

 

Since her last foray to the Warder yard had been interrupted, Daruya strolled back down to watch the Warders work through the forms. The Algai were watching the two sparring Warders intently as another Warder described to them what they were seeing.

 

Seeing an empty chair between Elgee and a figure in black, Daruya edged through the crowd and wiggled into the seat. Without taking her eyes from the sparring Warders, Elgee passed a huge tub of popcorn on to Daruya, spilling about half of it into her lap. Daruya leaped to her feet.

 

"Oh, for Light's sake, Elgee! Watch what YOU'RE doing, not what they're doing!"

 

As Daruya jumped up, so did the figure next to her. Garbed all in black, it had a sinuous, fluid way of movevment and, sure enough, as Daruya's eyes slid across its face she saw the eyeless gaze of the Fade. Thinking quickly, she dumped the rest of the greasy tub of popcorn over its head and forced the tub down over its head, covering that eyeless gaze. She glanced around, desperatly hoping for help, but the rapt gazes around her were fixed on the sparring Warders, their sleeks, sweaty chests glistening in the sunlight . . . muscles rippling as they . . . Just then, the Fade, struggling to force the tub off of its head, knocked her aside with an elbow.

 

"Pardon me, Elgee," Daruya murmuered, and reached down Elgee's back for the daggar she knew Elgee kept in a sheath there. Retrieving the jeweled daggar (lovely large ruby in the hilt, there Elgee), she slashed the Fade with the daggar. Immediately, the Fade began to scream as the gash smoked and festered. Daruya watched, bemused, as the Fade kicked and convulsed until he died . . . from the poison contained on the blade. Very carefully, Daruya replaced the daggar into its sheath, being extremely careful not to touch that deadly blade . . . .

 

"Do you have any more popcorn?" she asked Elgee as she sat back down next to her. "I find that I'm suddently starving! I seem to be getting all this exercise lately."

[Millon]

NOOOOOOOOOOOO!! LOL daruya! You beat me! I was JUST about to post that same fade! Arrrghhhh!! Very nicelt done

[Daruya]

http://www.dragonmount.com/forums/topic/60403-first-weavers-office/

 

Tigara enters his freshly renovated office. It smelled of vanilla and lavender, with the lingering hint of fresh cut wood. A large aquarium covered a large selection of wall where spare trout swam about merrily, ever ready to be smacked across an unsuspecting face. His fan collection was displayed behind the desk. All sorts of fans: paper, lace, cloth, even feather. A small table by the door was kept fully stocked with all the necessary refreshments. Chamomile tea and sparkling lemonade, fresh bananas, mangoes, and pineapples, lemon squares, and festively decorated cupcakes.

 

Tigara slowly walked around to be hind his desk and put his hand on it. Pale applewood, just as he asked. And look, papers were already starting to pile up. He'd better take a look at those. Sitting down, he admired the vase of daffodils on the corner of the desk. No note, no name, someone just wanted to be thoughtful. The world would be so much better if more people thought like that.

 

Hey there! I'm Tigara Sedai, the new Yellow Ajah head. I've barely been around the past 2 years, so it struck me that I know....maaaaybe one or two of the junior members (or whatever you guys are called now, I can't keep track of all you youngens. ) So I thought this would be a fantabulous way to get to know some of you, you can get to know me, and it will be a grand old time! There may even be cake! O_O

 

So come on in, feel free to ask questions, pick my brain, or just say hi and we can chat. Don't forget to grab some refreshments!

 

Tigara/Tig/Tigsy/Tiggy Sedai

Yellow Ajah head

 

 

 

 

After leaving the Warder Yard, Daruya headed to the Aspie quarters to take an "office-warming" present to Tigara in his new office there. As she sailed into the room carrying a large box wrapped in bright yellow paper, Tig was seated at his desk, sorting through a mountainous stack of papers with a frustrated look of infinite patience on his face.

 

"Tiggy! Love what you've done to the place and those refreshments look divine! Wow, you look really busy already. Why don't you get some of the aspies in here to sort through all that for you?"

 

Daruya chattered on, totally oblivious to Tig's discomfort as he both tried to keep working and be courteous to a fellow Ajah Head.

 

As Daruya sat on the edge of Tig's desk, idly kicking her leg and nattering on about pretty much nothing, she caught a glimpse of the bright draperies at the large window as they . . . moved. A glimpse, a flash of black and suddenly the Fade was there behind Tig, sword whistling down toward Tig's unsuspecting head. Daruya leaped to her feet and threw the large yellow box at the Fade, catching him square in the chest. He staggered backward, through the drapes . . . and out of the large, open window. Daruya and Tig rushed to the window and watched as the Fade fell hundreds of feet to the stone courtyard below, arms windmilling wildly as he fell. A wet crunch echoed up to them and both grimaced as a red stain spread around the body and onto the box and its formerly exquisite contents. The shattered Sea Folk crystal vase brought looks of dismay to both of them.

 

"Well . . . I'm sorry about your present, Tig. That one was pretty much irreplaceable but I'll find another nearly as nice, okay? Every Ajah Head office needs some Sea Folk crystal, after all."

 

[Elgee]

Score for the girls! *whoops and hollers*

 

I mean ... *pat pats Millon* ... want some popcorn?

[Daruya]

We need more Aes Sedai taking part in the search! I'm getting exhausted!

 

Oh, and Elgee? You owe me another dress, kitten! *absently wipes a streak of chocolate off of Elgee's cheek and adjusts the big blue blow on her head*

[Millon]

Snow Leopard

 

So, do you think the Pink discussion should go on the Hall or the Main board?

 

 

*Millon continues his search of the Tower grounds for more shadowspawn*

 

There must be a logical explanation for all these sightings. LOGICAL! Maybe Charis will have some idea in the White!

 

*Millon rushes to the Snow Leopard lodge to try to find Charis al'Aslan. As he nears the lodge a trolloc bursts from a snowy bush directly in front of the lodge roraing it's challenge. Millon slowly bends down and picks up a fist sized stone and throws it high into the air. The trolloc seems confused and sniffs at the air. Not exactly sure what the Manshima's point was fo throwing the rock. When the rock lands on the top of the Leopard's roof it causes a moderately sized avalanche pinning the trolloc down. Without his sword Millon is forced to smother the beast. And then he makes a snow-trolloc.*

 

Now where is Charis?

 

 

Yes Mother I would indeed like some popcorn ;)

[Elgee]

Snow Trolloc ... someone should make a pic of that for the Lodge! lol

 

Dar, I owe you a whole wardrobe of clothes by now *grins and sharpens her claws*

[Millon]

Idiots

 

Hehe, good ones!

 

 

 

 

 

 

*with his search at the Whites turning fruitless Millon continues to search the Tower for a reason these trollocs are still here. Low and behold, in the shadow of the Tower Millon has........wait for it................an Idiot Sighting! ba dum dum DIS!!*

 

Hey trolly boy! Over here! Got a question for you. Did you know that the length of your for arm is the same as your foot size? Or, did you know the length of the space between your thumb and index finger is the exact measurement of your face from nose to crown, jaw and ears? Wait! there's more! Did you know that if your hand is bigger than your face you're going to die in terrible pain?

 

*when the trolloc covers it's fac ewith it's hand Millon stabs it in the diaphragm with his belt knife*

 

Idiot

 

 

 

BOOYAH!!! Double post kill. I need to start tattooing my kills on my arm like apilot does his plain.

[Ithillian Turambar]

Wow - that was a burst of activity. Mills and Daruya - you are both totally amazing.

 

All Kills and Points updated. Aes Sedai have almost caught up!

 

 

And just so you know. Tomorrow will see the last Alert published for this weekand once all those Shadowspawn are killed the game will be on a break till Monday next week. So, if you want to play - now is the perfect time

[Daruya]

New Yellow Head (Big Stripey Cat! LOL!)

 

We have a new First Weaver, Tigara! He of the Rainbow Trout (but with a distinctive Yellow cast) is taking over from Nyna, who sadly has to concentrate on her studies.

 

Congratulations, Tigsy!

 

 

 

There in the Hall, Daruya joined with everyone else as Tigara was welcomed as the new Yellow Ajah Head. As Tigara stood at the front and modestly accepted everyone's acclaim, out from behind a nearly hidden door stepped a hurge figure. It looked almost like a man except for the long face covered by a helmet. Its arms bulged with muscles as it gripped a wicked looking weapon. It started toward Tigara, then stopped as it caught sight of Elgee. Its eyes began to gleam in appreciation of her beauty and it fell to its knees, gabbling of its undying love for her.

 

"Come to Blight. Be my mate. Bear my children," he grunted.

 

Elgee arched a cool eyebrow at him and sniffed, turning away and looking pointedly at Daruya.

 

"Do you mind, love?" she asked.

 

Daruya sighed and stepped forward. Retrieving her special weapons from a coop in the back, she flung two chickens, and then two more, at the hapless Trolloc.

 

"Avenge your chicks, girls! He ate twice as many as the first one!"

 

Once again, the hens did what they do best to hapless Trollocs and when they were done, nothing remained but yet a nother set of scratched and dented armor and shredded strips of skin.

 

"This is getting to be a habit, Mother," Daruya murmered.

[Millon]

Class #1

 

Hi Kathleen,

 

Can I have a bit of clarification on question 1, week 3 please? Is the question asking what being an Initiate etc means to (or would mean to) us as individuals or do you want the WT's definition of each rank?

 

Thanks, Ithi.

 

 

 

 

*Millon hears the terrified screams of ickle lil novices and un-seasoned algai over in the lecture hall*

 

Not the wee ones!!

*he screams as he charges in. when he spots the trolloc Millon reaches...........off screan......................and his arm comes back.........bearing a.....(really runnin dry on creativity here lol) comes back with a...................Super Mario Fire Flower

. He eats the flower and rains fire on the unsuspecting trolloc. Then he runs and jumps and grabs a flag at the top of a pole to great music!*

 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3BsBXp6VkvU

[Daruya]

Story Game (What Happens Next?)

 

hairstyles.

 

 

 

After her last Trolloc kill, Daruya decided she needed a break. A light-hearted one. Where better to get one than in the Warder's yard in the story room. The story had recently started to get good - something about releasing a badger - and was sure to make her laugh.

 

As she walked toward the break room, she pulled out the daggar Elgee had given her only a few hours earlier and checked to make sure the slight stain on the blade that indicated poison was still evident. After all, you never know any more when you'll run into Shadowspawn. How on earth they were getting into the Tower was beyond her but SOMEONE had to be letting them in. That thought almost didn't bear thinking about because that meant there was one - or more - Darkfriends in the Tower. Daruya shivered.

 

As she rounded a corner, she happened upon a large cauldron. Beneath it was a small but intense fire and liquid in the cauldron boiled merrily. Poking at the embers with a wicked-looking weapon was a Trolloc. It had long, pointed ears and long pointed teeth and his teeth were almost as green as his skin. Ewwwwwwww!

 

The Trolloc looked up and his expression brightened as he saw Daruya. "Good. Supper come. Here supper. Jump in cookpot. Vlag hungry."

 

"Ummm . . . no offense, Vlag, but I think I'll have to pass this time. A previous engagement, you understand. Now if you'll excuse me . . . "

 

Vlag rose to his feet and growled. "Vlag hungry now. You get in cookpot now. No gagemet. Cookpot." He pointed at the cookpot, then to her, then back to the cookpot.

 

Daruya edged closer to the cookpot and Vlag's lips pulled back from his teeth in an anticipatory grin. As she neared where he stood and made as if to step into the pot, she casually yet delicately carved a shallow groove in his cheek. Vlag screamed and clapped his claw to his face as it began to smoke and smolder. He stumbled around in agony before collapsing into his own cookpot. Daruya sheathed her daggar and, humming, made her way to the break room for her long awaited break. leaving Vlag cooking in his own juices in the Yard.

[Elgee]

First, the White Tower. Next, Canada! Chickens will rule! *collapses with laughter*

[Ithillian Turambar]

Hahaha I keep thinking that this just can't get any better or funnier and you keep proving me wrong. Max points for all of those.

 

Kills and points updated.

 

I will put new clues in soon.

[Daruya]

(Fancy a Cuppa?)

 

*runs in breathless* Hi Yellows...

The Mother is in need of a yellow sister for a passed out novice at the merry band party in the main tower....*runs back to the merry party*

 

 

 

Holding her head, which was pounding viciously by now from smiting so many Shadowspawn, Daruya gingerly made her way to the Yellow Ajah seeking healing. Unable to find anyone in the common area, she headed over to the Cafe. Surely they had some tea there that would put a dent in her pounding head!

 

Daruya pushed the door open slowly. As boisterous as the Yellows were, it was suspiciously quiet in the Cafe. The Cafe was empty . . . except for one figure sitting at a table reading and old copy of the WT Newsletter. That figure had beaks and feathers and it was NOT Narg! Another Light-blasted Trolloc!

 

Daruya groaned. All she wanted was a tea or some herbal concoction for her pounding head and all she got was a Light-forsaken Trolloc. Well, there was no help for it. As the only person present at the moment it was up to her. She stealthily made her way till she was just behind the Trolloc. Preparing a weave to magnify her voice, she suddenly boomed out, "BANG!"

 

Table and chair clattered noisily in different directions as the Trolloc literally leaped out of his skin. And, since Trolloc's are patently not designed to live without skin, he died. Channeling briefly, Daruya made a neat pile of feathers and placed it on a nearby table. They would make a nice new feather boa for Nyn, once they were dyed the appropriate color (yellow, of course). There might even be enough left over for Tig to make a new fan for his office. After all, how many people could boast of a fan made of Trolloc feathers? Not many, of that Daruya was sure!

[Ithillian Turambar]

Excellently done Daruya. You must be totally worn out. I think you have definitely taken the Aes Sedai ahead now. Also, all the Trollocs and Fades hidden so far have been found. So feel free to have a well deserved rest. When more come out I will post again.

 

Kill and points updated.

[Daruya]

Thank the Light and the Creator! I can finally sleep soundly! I'm headed to my quarters and so help me I'd better not be awaked by anything for the next several hours short of the Dark One himself breaking through the Bore!

 

I also have suspicions as to why the Shadowspawn are conspicuously avoiding one of the Ajahs. I must take that up with the Mother . . . after I get some rest, that is. *yawns widely*

 

*stumbles off to her bed and has dreams of smiting Trollocs and Fades and going before a cheering crowd under a banner emblazoned with "Champion of the Light/Smiter of Trollocs and Fades/Hero of Tar Valon" as shadowy Darkfriends, whose faces she couldn't see, were dragged off kicking and screaming to the dungeons*

[Millon]

*is startled awake from Daruya's bed as she comes in* What?! With all the mad trolloc and fade slayin you've been doin I figured this was the only place that I was sure would be empty. I am EXHAUSTED! You know Daruya. You look like you should catch some sleep to. Lookin tired lady. Should take better care fo yourself ya know. nighters. *rolls back over in Daruya's bed*

[Daruya]

*pushes the snoring Millon off the bed onto the floor and climbs wearily into bed, falling asleep as soon as her head hits the pillow*

[Millon]

*opens one eye and glances at Daruya* Still in the bedroom though. Allllriiight! GIGGITTY!

[Ithillian Turambar]

Intruder Alert! Intruder Alert!

 

As advised previously - this will be the last Alert now until the game gets back into full swing on Monday next week. Just a few stragglers to clear in the meantime.

 

Trolloc 1. 2 points + Bonus - Blues - HP in Real Life. Confirmed Kill by Key.

 

Trolloc 2. 2 points + Bonus - Lecture Hall - Video Games for Dummies. Confirmed Kill by Key.

 

Trolloc 3. 2 points + Bonus - Aspies - Go sign up for the WT/DM class. Confirmed Kill by Key.

 

 

Fade 1. 4 points + Double Bonus - Main WT Board - WT Request Line - confirmed Kill by Millon

 

All Shadowspawn in this phase of the game have now been killed. The game will now have a brief pause over the weekend and will resume on Monday. I look forward to doing it all again then.

[keyholder21]

OMG! I found one!

 

http://www.dragonmount.com/forums/topic/60184-discussion-real-world-themes-within-harry-potter/page__view__findpost__p__1849629

 

...

 

 

So tell me friends, what were some of the more real Harry Potter moments for you?

Which parts did you really connect with?

Were there parts got you through a tough time?

Maybe there were parts were possibly too real and made you shift in your seat a little?

Which parts maybe made you laugh out loud because you remember doing something like that?

 

 

 

Key walked down the hall toward her room, a book in her hands and her dress trailing behind her. She'd heard of the Trolloc invasion, but had yet to come across one. Just as well. She was currently in the middle of a serious study session at the library, just had to grab a different book from her room (and replace this one), so they had better stay out of her way. Rounding the corner, she nearly fell facefirst into a Trolloc.

 

"LIGHT! Stupid bloody Trolloc, what are you doing standing here! You are in my way!" Key yelled, hammering the Shadowspawn with the large book in her hands.

 

The trolloc grunted at her and raised his weapon. Key merely laughed. She embraced the Source (Daruya had given her permission *waggles eyebrows* and wove a giant fly swatter in the air above his head. Sharpening the flows of Air, she looked at the trolloc and said,

 

"Mine's bigger than yours." Slamming it down and squashing that trolloc like the bug he was, Key then stuck her tongue out and then proceeded to her room.

[Ithillian Turambar]

Yay! Go Key! Welcome to the game and nicely done. Daruya has been training you Blues well.

 

Kill and points to be updated shortly.

[keyholder21]

Okay, I don't think this one has been found either!

 

http://www.dragonmount.com/forums/topic/57642-video-games-for-dummies-class/page__view__findpost__p__1831459

 

Here's an updated article by EW about video game characters:

 

http://www.ew.com/ew...0487283,00.html

 

It's about the best characters ever.

I don't know if I agree, but it's interesting.

 

 

So, do we get some kinda credit for this class? Just curious.

THis was an amazing class, MCS.

 

 

 

She'd nearly made it to the library fine when something growled to her immediate left. There, in the darkened hallway, was another trolloc. Rolling her eyes, Key put down the book she was carrying and placed her hands on her hips.

 

"Seriously?" she asked. A sudden sensation in her earlobe made her want to scratch, but she kept her hands on her hips. She knew it was the most annoyed pose she could do, other than cross her arms beneath her breasts. It was too early in the morning for that though.

 

"MRPGH," said grunted the trolloc.

 

"I don't know how there are so many of you in existence." Key said, slowly making her way over to the rope on the wall. "You should all have rabbit feet or ears or something."

 

"MRWQNPH!!" said the trolloc, rushing forward on her two tiny hooves.

 

When he stepped on the 'X,' Key pulled the gold rope and an anvil crashed down, smashed the trolloc squarely on the head.

 

"X marks the spot!" Key said gleefully, drywashing her hands overtop the twitching body. Smiling, she turned on her heel and headed into the library.

[Ithillian Turambar]

ROFL. Key has developed a deadly streak. Confirmed again.

 

Kill and points to be updated.