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Tigara

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  1. Hmm, time to shuffle stuff around. Seeing as Terra is 2nd char, I need adept test, plus adept reqs and then dread test.

     

    Adept Test

     

    http://forums.dragonmount.com/index.php/topic,41406.0.html

     

    Swords training (This should increase her WS to 1)

     

    http://forums.dragonmount.com/index.php/topic,31866.0.html

     

    Lessons in Disobedience

     

    http://forums.dragonmount.com/index.php/topic,34547.0.html

     

    Saidar training

     

    http://forums.dragonmount.com/index.php/topic,31285.0.html

     

    A very dangerous Game

     

    http://forums.dragonmount.com/index.php/topic,34556.0.html

     

    Dreadlord Test

     

    http://forums.dragonmount.com/index.php/topic,41411.0.html

  2. No, no, that looks horrible. I don’t look anything like Rendra. Terra stood in front of her mirror practicing using the Mask of Mirrors. Everyone said she picked up on it very quickly, but she wasn’t very good at duplicating people yet. They always look wrong in her eyes, but as they say, you are your own worst critic. Her door opened and she turned to see who it was. A very tall dread lady stood in her door looking very menacing. She couldn’t remember her name, but she certainly remembered her. Her height along with dazzling green eyes and fiery red hair made her look very much like an Aiel savage, though she was really Saldean. “Adept Terra Cyrene, you have been called to take the test for dread lady. You are not to hold the Source or speak until we reach the testing grounds. Follow me.”

     

    Terra silently let go of the Source, turning her back into plain old Terra and followed the tall woman.  Even if she hadn’t been told not to speak, she wouldn’t have. The woman was bloody frightening! She was led down many flights of stairs until they came to two tall doors. Behind them…the Council room. She took a deep breathe before entering.

     

    The room had one light, illuminating a circle on the floor. Two women and two men stood evenly spaced around the edges and beyond the circle, she could make out the outlines of chairs with men and women sitting on them. The Mae’Shadars.  “Terra Cyrene!” One voice boomed, “You have been deemed worthy to take the test for Dreadlady. Step into the circle and prepare yourself. These four are to be your opponents.” She meekly stepped into the circle and had barely taken hold of saidar when attacks came from all sides. Blades of air, bursts of ice, fireballs, and earth projectiles from the four corners. She had no choice but to just shield herself with all her might. Using all five elements, she put all her might into that single shield. It held, but she was stuck now. She had no way to attack back without being killed. She had to think fast.

     

    She decided that she would have to use them against each other. Using air, she catapulted  some of the earthen projectiles going by at one of the dreadladies.  She wasn’t sure what happened to it after that. She was too busy deflecting fireballs away. Dozens of tiny, little fireballs. A surprising attempt from a man, knowing the skill needed to pull that off.  She ducked to dodge a blade of air and then jumped to avoid fire running across the ground.

     

    An idea struck her. Confusion. In a momentary pause, Terra wove several Illusions, all copies of herself. She ran  around and made her copies do the same. She couldn’t have them knowing which was real.  And it seemed to work. They were attacking the illusions as well as herself, but then she only had one to deal with. Well, at least the men were attacking the illusions. The women of course could see her flows and the glow of saidar around her, but she could see their weaves as well. Much easier. She launched fiery darts at the one while blocking the club of air the other woman had made. Cantrips popped up behind her and cut up her legs. They figured out the real one. Curses!

     

    “Stop” the voice boomed and everyone let go of the Source. “Return to your room. In the morning, you go to Shayol Ghul and swear the Oaths to the Great Lord.”  Terra’s jaw dropped. She passed? How…? She didn’t know what to say. She just turned around and went back the way she came, speechless. She was a Dreadlady? She was going to Shayol Ghul to swear her Oaths before the Great Lord of the Dark? Surreal…

     

    ~**~

     

    Terra woke up exhausted. The Healing last night had taken it’s toll on her body. Funny, she couldn’t even remember getting most of her injuries, but there were a lot of them. She donned her best silks, a purple so dark it was nearly black, then curled her hair so they gently rolled down her back. She did her make-up to match her dress, then left for the Travelling Room. The Saldean woman was there, waiting for her. She opened the Gateway and the most disturbing smells wafted through, burning her nostrils. It was like…burning flesh, sweat, and death.  “It will do you good to not channel or even hold the Source while you are here. The Great Lord does not approve of it and you just may lose your life.” Terra nodded and let the woman lead her through. They climbed up the mountain and went in one of the many caverns that dotted the mountainside. “I will wait out here. Enter in.” Terra gulped and made her way through the opening. Funny how the opening looked to tall, but all the stalactites just barely cleared her head, and she wasn’t very tall!

    At the end of the tunnel, she found herself in the middle of a cavern, but it had no ceiling. It was just…orange sky…a stormy orange sky. Freighting, really.

     

    TERRA CYRENE!

     

    Aahhhhh, it’s in my head. It didn’t hurt, really, but it was shocking. A pressure of sorts. The Great Lord was here.

     

    TERRA CYRENE, WHAT DO YOU COME TO OFFER ME?

     

    “Everything, Great Lord. My entire life and all that goes with it!” she cried out.

     

    THEN SWEAR TO ME, TERRA. SWEAR THE OATHS AND BE MINE FOREVER.

     

    “Yes, Great Lord. I swear. I will be yours forever!”

     

    THEN GO. GO AND DO MY BIDDING.

     

    “Yes, Great Lord. As you say.” she spoke as the pressure in her mind subsided. She got up and went back out the cavern. She was the Great Lord’s now. Forever.

     

  3. Terra shuffled down the Hallways towards her room. Taviata was supposedly the harshest teacher in the Fortress, and Terra had been with her since before noon. Every muscle, bone, and tendon ached like she had been beaten with an iron rod, and she had been doing nothing but channelling! She wearily reached out to open her door when it swung open itself, revealing her good friend, Arcon, now a full Dreadlord. Terra blinked a few times out of surprise.

     

    “Umm, hello Arcon. What exactly are you doing in my room?” Arcon smirked. “Well, Terra, I’m here to deliver some news, be it good or bad. It’s time to take your test. Follow me.” Terra’s mouth opened just a tad and she suppressed a moan. Why now? She wasn’t in any shape to do anything, let alone take the test for Adept, whatever it consisted of. She wasn’t alert enough to pass it, even if it was a written test…which she very highly doubted it was.

     

    The path was long to wherever she was being led. They went lower in the Fortress than she had ever been, far past the Travelling rooms. The floors were caked in dust and the few doors there were didn’t look like they had ever been opened. The occasion torch mounted on the stone walls was the only light, until Arcon made a globe of light to illuminate the way. The way wasn’t long since right before her was a large, gilded door that appeared to be made of stone. Awe once again filled the eyes of the poor, exhausted girl.

     

    “Every dreadlord alive,” Arcon began, “has gone through this door at some point, and now it’s your turn, Terra Cyrene. But be cautious, as not all who go through come out.” He nodded solemnly and the door swung open, appearing as a dark pit leading nowhere. Terra took a deep breath and stepped in.

     

    Shadows lurked in the corners. Every corner. Looking up, it was wall as high as she could see until all there was was black. Was it real, or a trick of the Power? This…maze of sorts was unusual to say the least. It seemed endless and boring, and oh was she tired. Terra leaned against a wall an slumped down to her knees. Maybe she could sneak a nap before continuing on. Yes, that seemed grand! She rested her arms across her knees and then buried her forehead in her arms and drifted into sleep.

     

    Trickle….trickle….

     

    Terra felt something tickling her face and it woke her from her slumber. Looking around, she suddenly burst into panic. There was sand everywhere, leaking in from the walls. And she was nearly buried! Her legs were completely trapped and her arms were just covered. Had she slept longer, she would have been buried alive. She hurriedly reached out and seized the Source, feeling the sweetness of saidar. It filled her as much as she could hold and then wove Air around her, pushing outward. The sand blew out from around her and she was free. But not for long. The sand was coming in faster now and it was filling in around her. She stood up and kept pushing the sand away with Earth and Air, with traces of Water to make it stick to itself. And still the sand came faster. She couldn’t just keep doing this. There would soon be too much to move. She had to make it stop. Drawing herself full of saidar, she wove fire around herself and pushed out and down, focusing it on the sand. She kept it blasting as long as she could, heat searing on all sides. When she couldn’t hold it any longer, she let go of the Source and slumped to the floor. She ached more and felt as if she had carried a mountain on her back. Breathing heavily Terra looked up and around. Glass. She did it! She stopped the sand flow and the mound of sand was coated in a layer of rough glass.

     

    Terra blinked in shock. She hadn’t really expected t be able to do it. Stepping as delicately as possible, she climbed over the mountain of glass and continued on down the long, winding passageways. So this is what the ‘test’ is. Survival training. She hoped she could channel enough to survive.

     

    Terra had no clue how long she had been in here. She had no way to tell and she was sure her estimation would be painfully off. But however long it had been, it sure felt like an Age. The hallways just kept going and going with no end. There weren’t even dead ends, it just went on. She contemplated another nap, but hesitated seeing as the last tim she tried that, she had nearly been buried alive. Gotta keep moving.

     

    She suddenly gave a squeak of shock and nearly fell over in panic. Something cold and wet went down her neck!  Looking down, relief flooded her. It was just water. Very cold water, but nevertheless, harmless water. There were a few drops here and there and more was coming down. They were trying to phase her with rain? A flood maybe. But she was a Tairen! She was used to water and floods. She just smiled and kept walking.

     

    The rain slowly got heavier, but it wasn’t much beyond a spring storm in any given country. She just kept going. Suddenly, her feet were above her and she was flat on the hard floor. With a grimace, she tried sitting up and had a rather difficult time and once she looked at the floor, she knew exactly why. The floor was covered in sheer ice. Crystal clear and everywhere. She felt her clothes and hair and they were stiff. Frozen. The temperature had been going down ever so slowly that she hadn’t noticed. Tricky, this maze was. Now that she knew it was cold, she began to shiver uncontrollably and found ice all over her and the rain still came, freezing as it landed. She tried to embrace the Source, but it was very hard to remain calm and surrender to it when she knew she was quickly turning into an icicle. She had to take very rigid control of herself and her emotions. Focus Terra… ice kept falling. Stalagmites formed on the floor and smaller icicles began to fall from the sky. She was calm….

     

    Saidar filled her with it’s sweet warmth and she quickly wove fire into the air, raising the temperature to that of a Tairen summer. The ice melted, the rain became rain once again, and she thawed enough to move. She took off running, away from the rain. A few corners later, she was in dry territory once again, though she was dripping wet. A quick weave fixed that and she suddenly stood in a puddle. She let out a sigh as she leaned against the wall, then went deeper into this maze.

     

    Terra turned a corner and suddenly, there was a door. A big door much like the one she came in! It was at the end of this rather long passageway. In her excitement, she dashed down the hallway, not thinking of more traps. Halfway down, a wall of fire appeared and began to move towards her at an alarming speed. She quickly wove water and cut through the wall and it winked out. That’s all they’ve got? Ha! As soon as that thought finished, another wall of fire appeared where the other one disappeared. She wove water at it again and once again it winked out. But once again, another wall popped up as well as a second one behind her. She pushed out with a burst of air and they winked out, only to re-appear again, coming at her even faster than before.

     

    She started to panic. She couldn’t keep doing this! She had to make it to that door! She began to run toward the flames. With a sweeping motion of her arm, she cut a hole big enough for her to run through with water and air, then dashed past. More flames popped up in front of her and she repeated it with each one, with the fire behind her growing more as it gained on her. She ran faster, as fast as her little legs would take her. She was ten feet from the door when the giant wall of fire behind her was just too close and she had another wall in front threatening to sandwich her. She crouched down and wove a dome of air over her. The two walls collided right over her and she pushed out with all her might, extinguishing them both.

     

    She ran the home stretch and threw the door open and fell to her knees as she came through. She was exhausted beyond belief. Arcon was standing right in front of where she landed and he looked down smiling. “Well Terra, it seems you made it out alive. Somehow, I’m not surprised. You now hold the rank of Adept.” Terra just look at him with a blank look. “Oh…ok. I’m going back to bed then. Good night, Arcon.” She stood up and slowly wandered back to her room and collapsed into her bed. Adept Terra Cyrene.

     

  4. Meli calmed down as she noticed Jaydena Sedai wasn't sharing her enthusiasm. Well, of course she wasn't. Aes Sedai don't bounce up and down with excitement! She took a deep breath to calm herself as Jade Sedai asked her some very uncomfortable questions. Perhaps she wasn't supposed to be in the storeroom and perhaps she sorta gave it away. Not a good thing...

     

    "Yes, Jaydena Sedai. It was my turn to be on duty, as was Donyelle. But ummm, she left in such a huff when I got there that....I assumed something had maybe gone wrong or fallen...maybe, so I just had to...go in and see, and then  I just knew what they did." She gave a nod after her very uncertain explaination. She really was a horrible liar, which might be a good thing if she was to become Aes Sedai, since they can't. But somehow, she just knew that Jaydena Sedai knew that Meli wasn't being honest...or at least not completely honest.

     

    Melianna Hollmen

    Horrid liar!

  5. Such anger this one has. Such a cold, raging anger. He didn't need a Foretelling to know this Saldean's temper would get him in trouble some day soon. Unless....

     

    "Well, then I guess I'll have to show you. First, you need to picture a flame. Just any old flame. One that's just floating around in a sea of darkness. Close you eyes and imagine. Next..."

     

    Tig couldn't help but smirk. He could just imagine the boy trying to shove his anger away.

     

    "Next, you have to feed you fire. What does it want? It want your emotions. You have to feed everything into that flame. Your anger, your joy, and everything around you. All that's left is just you and the flame."

     

    He paused a moment, letting the boy try. "Once you acheive that statem you will suddenly feel more aware of your surroundings. And then, you should be able to see a light, just out of the corner of your eye. When that happens, you need to reach out to it. Try it."

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