That could be an interesting storyline. >.> If you want said "love of his life" to be someone's existing char, I have a couple that I'd be willing to use for that. :)

 

Yep, I was planning on it being an existing char. If he can meet with one of your characters then that would be awesome! :D

;D

Let's see! Characters Jagaea and Eve from the following page are available.

http://www.freewebs.com/tigara-dm-bios/freelanders.htm

Heather from this page (But you would have to be over Manetheren way to meet her >.>)

http://www.freewebs.com/tigara-dm-bios/bandoftheredhand.htm

Hmm, my other female chars all appear to be stuck where they are. Well, if you like any of those ones, let me know.

But as for now, Jasin had accepted that he's going to die before his prime, so before I go to a yellow sister, I'll make him experience something that will make him really-really wants to not die, like maybe finding the love of his life.

 

That could be an interesting storyline. >.> If you want said "love of his life" to be someone's existing char, I have a couple that I'd be willing to use for that. :)

Sure! Not exactly sure when I'm starting. I'd like a couple more peoples to play with, but well see.

Let's let sign-ups go till.... the 12th. Sure, let's go with that! ;D

http://forums.dragonmount.com/index.php/topic,36732.0.html

Please!!!!!

It's that or resort to signing everyone up and nagging them to the class. ;D

Tig, thats about right. BT side now includes Covai, Arath, Serge, and a few others who arrive at the courtyard. WT side includes the Sisters in the courtyard, (Maegan and others?) and the Amrylin/Keeper/Sitters (names?). Hows that sound to people at the moment?

Ikki could come with if you want, but I don't want to hog from other people since I'm involved already.

Names! Maegan is Arie's old char. As far as I know, she'll be NSWed. Shevara is the Amyrlin, Raslyn the Keeper, then the Sitters are Viviana, Larindhra, and Jasmyne. Zarinen is the Highest.

And that sounds fine to me. Maybe throw in a novice/Accepted after the Ashies get there, maybe even another Sedai from another Ajah.(But that might cause unwanted problems)

Stepping out from one of Whitebridge's many Inns, Jagaea surveyed the town. It was one of the nicer towns in Andor. Caemlyn was the best, but Whitebridge was close. And the men here tipped well, for being Andor. She wasn't fond of Andor for that one reason. They were a much more modest country than some others. While in some places in Murandy, Tarabon, and Altara, she could get away with wearing almost nothing at all. But Andorans were far too bashful to show off any skin beyond hands and faces.

Wearing a slightly clingy gown of a smokey blue cotton, she began her wandering. Her hair wasn't in braids as is often was, but instead her golden locks flowed freely down her back.  She still had that large, pink flower tucked behind her ear from that man last night. A nice man, but just a bit creepy.

She found herself wandering near the docks. She liked being near the water sometimes, and Whitebridge has a very nice dock. Spotting a man at a distance, she gracefully wandered his way. He looked important and most importantly, rich. Getting closer, she noticed it wasn't a man, but a woman! A woman captain! She had seen very few of those, unless you counted the Sea Folk. She couldn't very well turn around now, not after she purposefully made her way here. If she was a captain, she might be interested in bartering. Yes, that would work.

"Hello there, Captain. You have goods to sell, yes?" she said, doing her best not to slip out hints of seduction.

Jagaea Kazim

A Dancer. At least, that's all you'll get to know. 8)

Sure! I'll be sure to let you know once Elgee and Eqwina have done their part. :) Thanks Tae! *hugs*

Meli grabbed her swans as the nice Tower Guard gave her a boost. They weren't as heavy as she thought they might be. Perhaps they were hollow inside. "Thank you very much, Mr. Tower Guard. I'll be fine for now. Go back to guarding and I'll call if I need you again." Not even looking to see if he left, her focus went straight to the pair of swans. She ran her hands across them, wiping most of the dust off onto her hands. Promptly wiping the dust off her hands onto her dress, she picked it up and began looking at it from all angles. It definitely had a look of thick, hollow porcelain.

Suddenly, she was struck with the feeling that by extending a weave of Water, or maybe one with Water in it, through the heart made by the necks, the weave would be invisible to anyone. It was mostly a feeling, but she couldn't shake it. Taking a simple flow of Water, she extended it through the heart...and it didn't look different. It didn't seem different at all. Maybe she was wrong. Or maybe the weaver can still see it? She decided to find another ter'angreal and see what it was like. Picking up a fat bronze ring with a topaz on it, she felt it and looked it over. Another feeling came to her. It was like a well, but for a single weave. Like it was stored in there. She wasn't exactly sure how to get in in there, or how to get it out once it was in. Picking up a pair of gold bells on a chain, she tried this one. The feeling was back, but stronger. She knew what this one did. With the right weave in the right bell, it could call animals and make them tame, but with the same weave in the other bell, the animals would be repelled and become really aggressive.

By this time, she was literally bouncing with excitement. She knew what ter'angreal did! Seeing an ivory hairbrush, she wove a simple weave of Air into the small, clear gem on the end of the handle. It glowed a yellowish color. She picked it up and ran it through her hair. Her breath was lost as she looked at the sections of hair she combed. It was blonde! Her dark brown hair was a pale, golden blonde!  Trying the same weave except with Fire, she ran it though her hair on the other side of her head. It was a bright brilliant crimson! She gave off a squeal of delight!

She set the brush down on a box and barged out the door. Her guard was still there. "Stay here! I'll be right back!" Hiking her skirts up, she tore down the hall and up the stairs looking for the nearest Aes Sedai. She couldn't wait to tell someone her news!

Melianna Hollmen

The multicolored-haired girl whose going to get in trouble

OOC: Thanks a million for the post Talavin! If you like, you can post more, commenting on the situation or slinking off to see Eqwina or something. If you're busy, then no worries. ;)

OK, so I have this thread and I need an Aes Sedai for it. Basically, all you need to do is get blathered to, then tear a strip off of my Accepted whilst praising her. ;D

Basically, Melianna sneaks into the room full of ter'angreal that no one knows the use for. She suddenly discoveres her Talent to know ter'angreal, identifies 4, then runs off to tell the nearest Aes Sedai. Scolding begins, but Meli takes them down to prove it. Praising commences after she demonstrates the swan ter'angreal (Inverts Water-based weaves) and swan is taken to the Browns for further study on inverting weaves.

Anyone wanna play?

So that's...all the Reds plus whoever we want to escort(Likely Kaylan's Anthea or Jagen if she's back by this time if we want an actual person to do this)

First Selector: Rossa Venye(NSW until new HoA is found) (Age Unknown)

Sitter: Asyndara Ellinios(NSW) (198)

Sitter: Mariella Jerin (NSW) (200)

Sitter: Nastacia Romanovi (NSW) (183)

Jehaine summed it up well, suggesting Breaking was a 'watered down' version of Earthfire, similar to how the Milking Tears Talent is a watered down version of the Compulsion Talent. Any input from people on this one?

That works for me. All we would need to do is edit the description saying it's a combo of Spinning Earthfire, Lava Flow, and Earthquake. :P

On a side note, we also started to discuss the actualy requirements for the weave, and Breaking seemed to have a rather low requirement. We've also noted that there are currently no weaves that require an elemental strength of above 8, which doesn't seem to fit right. What's the point of having a score of 9 or 10 if there's nothing extra you can do with it, except perhaps edge out someone in a battle of strength? Shouldn't there be some weaves 'unlocked' with higher strengths?

Exactly! Why have a score that high when you get no benefit other than people able to overpower with it. There should be some special weaves that use those freakishly high scores.

Also, it looks like the WT is looking at re-doing the descriptions for the weaves (as is the BT). Based on the above comments, the idea came up of redoing the DRPSW OP system. Few reasons for it are:

 

 

We'll now be forming circles

A year or two ago everybody's OP scores were pushed up

There is currently no use for an elemental score of 9 or 10

In line with the above, almost all weaves are accessible to everyone

The current list is at least 5 years old without having been updated (to my knowledge at least) despite the above happenings

 

The OP system itself is fine, in regards to skill/strength and so on. I do stongly suggest however updating the weaves list requirements and having weaves that require more than an 8 to use, and re-look at each weave's requirements if we start altering those requirements.

*nods sagely* It definitely needs updating and re-doing. Maybe it's a project the staff from each channeling Div should be involved in.

Final idea, in regards to circles, what do people think of having weaves that require more than a 10 to use? I'm just looking at the angle of if we're all stronger now thanks to circles, we should be able to do more weaves. Maybe, maybe not, but I feel it's at least worth looking at.

I'm not sure on this one. I'm not aware of a system for adding Element scores when linked. They only cover Strength when linked. It would have to be created.

Name: Tim

Country: Canada

MSN: tigara@live.com

Div/Position: BT and WT/Red Sitter/WT ADL (My other positions don't matter:P)

Gray Ajah

Nothing this month.

Thanks, ladies! :-*

I'M GETTING TO IT!! :P

Ikki, Terra, and Allri are taking up all my creativity! ;)

Hi! I'm here as well! ;D

But like Raeyn, I'm trying to catch up on my existing RPs(over 20, last count), so I'm only doing ones pre-arranged, mainplot, and with my Accepted.

Indeed! Very happy! ^^

Anyone else?

*pokes Q*

Ikki got to work right away. Coming to the first man near him, a Soldier by his lack of coat pins, he took him by the head and Delved him. A crushed foot and some heavy bruising on his chest was all that troubled this man, as far as he could tell. "So how did you manage this?" Ikki asked, trying to cheer the man up with friendly conversation. The older man replied with a raspy voice, "Airborn trolloc crashed into me. While I was on the ground getting the abomination off of me, my foot got stepped on, twisting it and breaking it. Managed to get up and hop to safety, though." Ikki nodded and wove the Healing. The old man stiffened and shivered while his bones mended and bruises Healed, then slouched after it was done. "Sounds like you were lucky. That should fix it. Get some rest and some food, then you'll be fine." he smiled and moved to the next person.

The next patient he was unable to tell rank seeing as he was sitting there in nothing but his breeches. He didn't need delving to see the burns on his chest and side, but he delved anyways to see what else. Nothing else was wrong, thankfully. He wasted no time with the Healing. The burns just faded away into smooth, pale skin. He gave the young Cairheinin a pat on the shoulder, and carried on with his routine. Delving, Healing, then move on to repeat. Occasionally he could give a bit of chit-chat, especially if it was an odd wound, but for the most part, he stuck to his routine.

Ikkiliad sur Paendrag

Gonna need a break soon.

Irritation was the only thing Tigara felt as one, puny Asha'man undid the storm he made while linked with a woman. He could feel Shana's irritation as well, but much of it was directed at him. He decided to hold off and collect a few more members to his circle before trying again. They would come, he was sure of it. Those not linked with Sammael in the city would be in his general area. They knew Rebecca was further down the hills, supposed to be sabotaging wards. Terra was infiltrating the Asha'man. Which ones, he was not sure, but she could take care of herself. Arcon was in the city. He had no idea where M'bela was. Likely in Arafel, but who knows.

Then there was Raven. He was just a short ways east of him, but he didn't want to link with that man. Few did, for knowing his thoughts has turned out to be a horrifying experience. He certainly had issues, but not even he knew why. Rumors speculated trauma or amnesia, but no one could say for sure.

Dreadlords and ladies alike made their way to the circle. No one was contesting his control of the circle. He was a adept weaver and was respected by many. By the time the blue fire rained from the sky over Fal Moran, his circle consisted of 15 women and 9 men including himself. 24 in all. It wasn't bad considering the amount of people in the city. He began to march south, where the Asha'man had camped. It was time for another thunderstorm. Taking all he could from his circle, he wove another thunderstorm. The clouds turned the most ominous shade of black and rolled with ferocity.

Then he noticed other flows of saidin being woven into the clouds and lightning was falling. It wasn't his lighting! They neared the top of the hill when everything went white and a roar of power seared the top of the hill, killing a dreadlord and two dreadladies, plus injuring a half dozen others. "What in the name of the Great lord was that?!" he semi-yelled as he continued the march. Now his lightning was falling with as much force as he could muster. Topping the hill, he redirected all his energies into the earth. The ground rippled and rolled like the waves of the ocean. And he wanted a tsunami. Rock, dirt, and sand crashed down on the camp as the retreating forces started to disappear through Gateways. A black wave of fire, shaped like ravens, rose from the east. There was no mistaking who that was. When the dust settled, all that was left was the dead bodies. They were gone. The Shadow had been victorious.

Tigara Kazim

Dreadlord

~**~

"Must kill. Must destroy. Consume in flames. Burn them all!"

"No, you mustn't. You mustn't kill."

"Yes, kill! Destroy them!"

Atop a hill, Raven Darkfyre sat in heated, if not simple, arguement. Dove, on of the voices that frequented him, was trying to convince him not to destroy the Asha'man. Dove, one of the many voices that lived in Raven's head, was his only voice of good and one of the two voices that came regularly. The other one was Crow, much like Raven, but greedier and more simplistic. None of his other voices had names. None of the others ever showed up more than once before disappearing again, but Dove and Crow were frequent.

Ignoring Dove, his gaze fell across Fal Moran. He could feel the saidin being used. He wished he could be there to participate in this bloodbath, but he ended up here. They said he had a job to do. Feeling a sudden increase in the amount of saidin used to the west, his head whipped around. Just then, his vision was whited out by a concentration of lightning shot at the circle. The circle retaliated quickly with lighting of their own. This was his signal.

Grabbing a hold of saidin, he filled himself to the brim. Taking all the Fire he could, which was rather a lot, he sent a rolling wave of fire towards the Asha'man camp. As usual, he added a touch of spirit to make it his own. The fire was black as night and shaped like a flock of raven, ready to kill. The black fire consumed dead bodies, straggler Asha'man trying to get through a Gateway, and those holding the last two Gateways. A wave of earth from the circle met up with his wave of fire, devastating the base. Raven cackled in delight as the bodies burned. Oh, he enjoyed the slaughter.

Raven Darkfyre

My new, insane dready!

~**~

Ikki nearly lost his hold on the Source when Arath launched that whatever at the hill. His vision had been nothing but white and his ears ached from the terrible roar it gave off. He squeezed his eyes shut and held onto the Source with all his might. He must keep that Gateway open. He slowly opened his eyes and realized he could see. Looking around, he saw the line of devastation Arath's weave had caused. So many Shadowspawn had died in that weave and the top of the hill was gone! He stared in admiration as two Asha'man helped Arath through his Gateway. Asha'man in the front were falling fast, so a retreat was called. No more than four men had gone through his Gateway before he got new orders. "You, get back to amp and start Healing." He nodded in acknowledgment and got ready to go.

He turned back to look at the battlefield just before going through his Gateway. The ground had started to roll like the ocean and to the east, he saw something black sweeping towards them, like a flock of birds. Whatever it was, he was going to get out of there as soon s he could. He ran through and closed his Gateway. Safe and sound.

Ikkiliad sur Paendrag

Taking her simple little flow of Fire, Terra extended it to the candle and tied it around the wick. It sparked, then went out. Liadin showed her how to tie it properly, then Terra tried again. Extending it, she lit the candle and a small, orange flame danced merrily on its wick. She grinned in pleasure at her small success. Now taking a flow of Air, she used it to simply puff the flame out. It took a couple tried to make the puff strong enough to blow the flame out, but it was easier than than lighting the fire.

Next she took the flows of Earth, which were much more difficult to work with, and made a bit of dirt in a small flowerpot. Using Water, she turned that pile of dirt into a cute, little mudpie. She reminisced on how long it had been since she had played with mudpies in the street of Tear where mud abounded. It had been years. She had been so small and so innocent. Snapping back to the present, she used her flow of Air as instructed and picked a flower. Awe filled her face as she was shown how to use all five of the elements in one weave. She was eager to try it. She took a few flows of Spirit and easily combined single flows of Fire and Air with it. The Water flow resisted, but eventually she made it conform to her whims. The earth one struggled more. It was like lifting something heavy. Beads of sweat ran down her dark brow as she wove the Keeping weave on her flower. She tied it off and heaved a sign of relief. "No ,Lady Liadin. I have no questions at this time. If it pleases you, may I leave? I am very tired from all this weaving." The dreadlady nodded, Terra awkwardly curtsied, then left the room.

Terra Cyrene

Tired

OOC: I guess we're done then! Yay! Thanks for stepping in, Liitha! *hugs*

Grabbing a hold on the Source, Ikki made a small air bubble over his head, acting as an umbrella to keep the water off of him. He didn't care to be wet unless he was swimming or bathing or something else enjoyable. He passed by the Traveling Grounds where a Gateway would pop up every so often. The grounds just a short distance away was still sticky with blood. Some was soaked into the ground giving it a sickly dark red tinge. It was on the grass, as well. It had dried onto the blades and the rain had made it gooey. Looking back on that experience, he felt like ejecting his breakfast. Funny. Watching a large, gaping, bloody wound didn't phase him, but blood in a battlefield made him want to vomit nearly as bad as the Taint did. Suppressing the memories of yesterday, he moved on.

The infirmary was still considerably busy this morning. Yesterday, the focus had all been on the large, deadly wounds that needed immediate attention. After those had been taken care of, the other major, but non-deadly wounds, had been started on, but there were many more of that type of injury. There had been no way that the Healers could get them all Healed. So many had spent the night with broken bones and hastily bandaged wounds and given some herbs to ease their pain. Those were the ones sitting here today. Ikki opened the door and walked in. He was greeted by grim faces and relieved faces alike. Grim faces on those who had been Healed, realizing that there had been other less fortunate than they who had lost their life. Relieved faces on those awaiting Healing whose painkillers were wearing off. The other Healers also wore relieved faces, thankful that another Healer was here to help them out.

Ikkiliad sur Paendrag

It's going to be a long day

A smile crept over Terra's face. She was catching on quick. He figured out the same things as she, and they were around him far more often then they were around her. She listening intently as he lectured, seemingly trying to figure out where he was going next. It seemed odd to her that a man would be measured by his enemies. To her, Allies are much more important than enemies. Why have enemies at all?

"You've already pinpointed pretty well what I gain from you, what about them? Would you take them under your wing? Why or why not."

She pondered her answer. She rather enjoyed using logic. She never had used it until she came here, so she relished any chance. "For the large part, what you get is a loyal clump of pawns for you to use in any way. Disposable people. Many of them have little use beyond swinging a sword, as far as I can tell. There are some who seem to have useful abilities that I would take under my wing if given the chance, but largely I would take them if only to be disposable pawns." That sounded so cold, but it was true. Pawns were always useful, unless they were retarded pawns who got in the way, or smart pawns who think for themselves. Otherwise, she could easily think of ways to use them.

>.> No one? No one trusts Melianna not to screw up? C'mon! She knows what every ter'angreal does!

*offers brownies*

*eats some while waiting*

OOC: Hop on if you want to be Healed or something. I'll just be posting like mad. ;)

IC:

Ikki woke up very tired and hungry like seven men. It was the day after the attack on Sheinar. He had been busy busy Healing all he could until he nearly collapsed form exhaustion. He literally had to be escorted to his quarters. Peering out the window, his mood dampened further seeing the gray skies and the drizzling rain. A gloomy day. Perfect setting for a day of potential mourning. He didn't expect there to be anything special to commemorate the noble Asha'man who died in battle. He would in his own way...at some time...in some way. He wasn't exactly sure how yet.

He threw on a fresh pair of breeches and a fresh shirt. Using Water, he cleaned the blood off of his black coat, then quickly mended the slice on the left side. One of those things he had picked up here from one of the wives living here. He shrugged the coat on, then gave his silver sword pin a long stare. How long would it be until I get the Dragon Pin? He gave off a sigh before leaving for the mess hall. Arriving, he collected his breakfast and sat at a table with a few other men. He, like all the other men who had received Healing, were given extra portions. With the amount I eat, my extra portions are almost as big as some of the bigger men's regular portions. he thought with a smirk before digging into his oatmeal. Once finished, he got up and left, not saying a word to any of the men at his table. Today was not a time for idle chit-chat, at least in his opinion.

Ikkiliad sur Paendrag

Reflective