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Silver Neccho

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  1. Kastyana stood quietly as Ellisha went over the rules and expectations of the Tower. She watched her “helper” intently during the introduction. She obviously had spite for the Accepted who had just left the quarters. She found herself analyzing the mannerisms of the women instructing her. She seems very irritated and she projects her irritation as if expecting response, or pity. Instead of reacting, Kasty merely adopted her most attentive pose. “There are a lot of things you will need to know if you ever hope to survive in this place.” Kastyana barely managed to keep a grin off of her face at that remark. Touching the scar on her hand light she was reminded of the trials that stupidity had brought her when she was younger. Women of Far Madding seem iron-hard and composed compared to many of the initiates her. She wasn’t so arrogant as to forget that in the eyes of her assigned mentor, and in the eyes of anyone who had spent even a moment more in the Tower than she, she was but a girl. “So yes, rules…” Ellisha stopped pacing the tiny little room. The majority of the rules seemed a bit excessive but some had a kernel of common sense imbedded deeply at their cores. It took Kastyana a bit but she soon realized a change in Ellisha’s stance, her projected emotions, or lack of such. She wasn’t clear as to what the seemingly volatile young woman was thinking but she knew that it didn’t involve the words coming from her mouth. “Right. Any questions? And oh, also, I don’t want any questions unless I say there are to be questions. Got it?” Kastyana smiled as Ellisha finished speaking. She smiled with inner delight as her mentor finished with enough haste to scare an Ogier. “Thank you for sparing your time, Ellisha, unwilling as it may be. Any woman unkind enough to insult someone in passing is not worthy to teach anyone. I have a feeling Penelia would have been a boring old cow if she had been chosen to tutor me.” Kastyana began to set out a few of her things on a clearly old and weathered table opposite the bed. “I really only have one question, how long until real training begins?” She allowed impatience to cloud her face. “Valeri Sedai told me ten years as a novice, ten years!” With a grunt she sat down on a nearby stool. “Forgive me… Ellisha, but I didn’t exactly plan to stay at the Tower for so long." Kastyana let out a sigh. "And on another topic, how in the Light did you refrain from punching that rude girl?” OOC: I thought you were retro’ing your character as a novice? I feel like she is represented more as an accepted than a novice. But so far I really feel I am going to enjoy RPing with her.
  2. As Kastyana followed the newly met Accepted Penelia, she couldn’t help but feel intimidated by the young woman. She didn’t appear to be much older than her but the air of composure she exhibited was a bit overwhelming. She chose not to speak. What would I talk about? She only followed, quiet but observant as she was led down one winding corridor to the next. You could fit one of my mother’s wagons down these halls. It feels more like a covered city street than a hallway. She continued to follow as Penelia broke the silence every now and then to comment on a specific feature. “This hall will lead you to the kitchens. Most novices spend quite a bit of time in there. From eating to washing the pots, know it well. It would do you good to never get lost when you are sent in that direction.” Kastyana merely nodded and continued down the lead path. After several more turns she began to notice the air cool slightly, for what reason she could not decipher. Stepping out into a large circular section of the tower Penelia stopped and stood aside as if presenting a great wonder. “This is the Novice Court. Every door you see is an individual apartment.” Kastyana took in the architecture, the multiple tiers visible from the center chamber that rose high into the air. “Forgive me but there are dozens of doors! How many novices live here?” “We have many vacant rooms these days. Our capacity for new novices is great but at the moment we have fewer than you might think.” The Accepted stepped over to a door not but a few paces from where she was standing. “This is to be your room,” opening the door revealed a small but cozy chamber. ”And it would appear that you already have a guest.” Stepping around the Accepted, Kastyana saw a rather disgruntled woman in a white dress sitting on her bed. “This is to be your mentor for your first few months in the Tower. Ellisha, this is Kastyana. I’m sure you’re more than capable of guiding our newest initiate.” Penelia then turned and exited the room but not without a trailing comment. “Whatever you do, don’t take her advice on how to act like a lady.” And with that, Kastyana found herself alone with her new mentor. “Hello, my name is Kastyana but you can call me Kasty!”
  3. Req completed One OP Related RP - URL - [ 1 / 4 ] [Incomplete] * Class 1: - Introduction To Saidar Lesson One - [ - 1,111 words/ 1 post ] [Complete]
  4. I cannot be late! Not for my first lesson! Leaving the Novice Quarters in a flurry, Kastyana moved at a near run down the corridor her new roommate had suggested she follow. She barely noticed the snickers from an older group of white-clothed girls as she hurriedly fixed her hair. Coming about a corner at the end of the long corridor Kastyana found herself face to face with an elderly woman. Surprisingly, at least to the young novice, the old lady merely laughed. “Had I been an Aes Sedai, you may have found yourself with the Mistress of Novice after your classes.” Kastyana quickly apologized and began to continue her journey in earnest but was hindered as the older woman grasped her by the sleeve of her new white uniform. “By your looks, and the lack of callus on these pretty hands, you’re new to the Tower.” Kastyana merely stared at the floor. “Well speak up, aren’t you girl?” “Yes ma’am”, attempting to shrug off the assailants hand she took on an exasperated tone. “But I really must be going, I am to learn all about the One Power and I really must not be late.” The elderly hand did not slacken its grasp. “Late? My dear, the morning meal is not yet finished and I have only just come from overseeing the cleaning of the classroom to which you are headed. Surely you have some time.” She released her hold on the novice’s sleeve and gave her a warm smile. “I have some time to spare and you seem overly nervous, even for your first day. Do you mind if I escort you, at a moderate pace, to your first class? Blushing, Kastyana took a deep breath and nodded in agreement. After navigating the corridors for brief time the duo stopped at an open door that led into a large beautiful classroom. I am early! There was not a person in site. “Well, here you are my girl. Early and probably lacking in a good meal, but here you are. Your teacher ought to be around in a bit. You might even surprise her with your early arrival.” Smiling at the novice she waved farewell and disappeared down the long white hallway. Sure enough, not but a few minutes passed before a short woman, wearing the dress of an Accepted, entered the classroom. Noticing the Accepted’s missing arm Kastyana was quick to avert her eyes. Wouldn’t want to appear rude. What if she made me scrub floors? It wasn’t long before other novices began crowding around the classroom door, her roommate Ellisha amongst them. “Good morning girls, please take a seat” came a voice from the open doorway. Kastyana ventured inside and took a seat as instructed. Looking up from her seat she affixed her eyes on her teacher. Is that smile on her face genuine? She must notice the other girls looking at her deformity. The Accepted stood up and began to address the class. "It's good to see everyone here on time. I am Accepted Aureli, and I will be teaching you this course on the basics of Saidar. This is your first step to mastering Saidar and becoming Aes Sedai. I will teach you about the nature of Saidar, how to embrace it, and just a sample of what you can do with it. Now, I'd like everyone to introduce themselves, and say a bit about themselves before we move on. This will be helpful for all of us." After listening to the other introduce themselves, Kastyana stood up and began her introductions. “Hello, my name is Kastyana Amharadar. I hail from Far Madding and my mother is an accomplished merchant of the gold trade.” After the introductions were complete the Accepted began to lecture the class on the basics of Saidar. Who knew that something unseen could be so dangerous? Kastyana began to understand why so many of her kinsmen enjoyed the protection her hometown had afforded. But soon I will be able to use this unseen power. Will I ever be welcome home again? "So. Repeat after me. 'I will never channel unsupervised.'” In a daze, Kastyana consented, “I will never channel unsupervised.” Taking out a pen and a piece of parchment, Kastyana began to take notes. The One Power is a circle, oh light, don’t draw a circle. As the teacher began to speak about the Dragon’s Fang and male channelers Kastyana struggled to hide a smirk as several of the other girls gasped. We never feared men who could channel in Far Madding. They might as well be househusbands when they walk through our gates, and we take away their swords. Hah! Several pages of parchments later, the Accepted, Aureli, instructed them to put away all pens and notes. Are we done already? Did I not pay close attention? Did I miss something? Looking up from her paper she noticed the Accepted had moved forward yet again to approach the students. Some appeared to be readying themselves to leave. One student in particular, a wilder, sat back in her chair as if mentally prepared for some strenuous exercise. “Close your eyes.” The teacher’s voice took on an odd quality and Kastyana began to feel strangely relaxed. "Imagine a rosebud. Think of nothing else but this rosebud." Kastyana imagined a rosebud. A beautiful rosebud, dusty pink with light blue streaks at the tips of the individual petals. "In fact, I want you to become this rosebud. You are the rosebud. Don't think of anything but this rosebud, its petals gently embracing you. You can feel the sun just outside of these petals, but not quite. As the rosebud's petals open, you begin to feel the warmth and light of the sun. Draw that warmth in." It started slowly, like the warmth of a furnace from a far distance away. Draw it in Kasty, draw it in. Saidar flooded her, the feeling of it catching her breath. She could see every hair on the head of the novice in front of her. The drawn breaths of the other girls were clear in her ear. The look of happiness on her teacher’s face was glorious. The sound of her heartbeat was clear to her, the smells, the ability to concentrate. A plethora of sensations threatened to pull her under but at the same time she felt peace. Why was I so worried? This isn’t so hard… and abruptly the Power left her. She felt muted, as if her eyes, ears and nostril were covered by a wet cloth. Grinning from ear to ear Kastyana was glad she had come; she was glad she had decided to make the White Tower her home.
  5. Novice Quiz - [Complete] Arrival: Meet MoN - One Small Step, One Giant Leap - [ 1,722 Words / 5 Posts ] [Complete] One OP Related RP - URL - [ 1 / 4 ] [Incomplete]* Class 1: - Introduction To Saidar Lesson One - [ 1,111 words/ 1 post ] [Complete] * Class 2: - URL - [ - / 1 ] [Complete / Incomplete] * Class 3: - URL - [ - / 1 ] [Complete / Incomplete] * Class 4: - URL - [ - / 1 ] [Complete / Incomplete] 2 Choice RPs:* [Name of Req] - URL - Word Count / [ - / 4 ] [Incomplete] * [Name of Req] - URL - Word Count / [ - / 4 ] [Incomplete] Three Arches - URL - Word Count - [Incomplete]
  6. She watched carefully as Valeri Sedai put her locket away. She had a knowing look as she closed the drawer that would be the keepsakes new home. The Mistress of Novice smiled with quill poised to document Kastyana's entrance to the Tower. Blushing slightly, Kastyana stood and curtsied. "I am so rude." She sat back in her seat. "My name is Kastyana Amharadar." She reached into her scrip and removed a graphite stick and a torn fragment of parchment. Writing her name on the parchment she leaned forward to give Valeri Sedai the correct spelling. "I hope this makes spelling my name a bit easier." She placed the scrap of parchment on the edge of the desk and sat back. "I am 14 years of age and I hail from city of Far Madding." As the Mistress began to inscribe her information, Kastyana began to rummage through her scrip. She pulled out beaded bracelet and a few pieces of gold and silver. She reached in and salvaged the remains of a sheet of parchment and proceeded to fold it neatly in a bundle. Looking back into her scrip she made a quick tally of its remaining contents; bits of lace and a sewing kit, some scented wash-sands and a kerchief. She carefully placed everything back into the scrip and moved to lay it upon the desk. "That is all that remains of the possessions upon me. I did not bring much else here except for a few dresses and a book or two." This day is going to last forever. If they even plan to do a tour of this floor I will be up till midnight! She looked down at her feet and waited. OOC: Feel free to RP my characters movements such as when she follows you, just the more basic movements.
  7. Book are like art. One man's favorite author is the next's object of grammatical ridicule. I love the books and I only had trouble reading the first one. It seemed to slow the first book did, but now I don't care if AMoL is written in graphitti, I will read it and won't care one bit.
  8. Dang it, you're right. THIS IS CONFIRMED IN AMOL GUYS!!!!!!! Once upon a time, in a thread long, long ago... What if tWOT is real and we are just another world reachable by the portal stones? Demandred is Justin Bieber, just sayin.
  9. I would appreciate it, and mean no disrespect, but if members would leave spoilers out of their signatures I would be most grateful. I would turn signatures off but they help me in the RP section.
  10. She watched the Mistress of Novices closely while she spoke. Every word she analyzed and absorbed. When she heard about the chores and tasks she began smiling faintly. Working in a goldsmith might have been harder. She put her hand up to the green ribbon in her hair. I need to hide this before they take all my stuff away. Removing her hand from her ribbon she looked back to floor. She was getting antsy. Her legs would not stay still. The room wasn't the warmest and her mind was exhausted. They all look at me as if they are trying to understand my very creation. How long will I be novice before they finally gain such understanding! "There are things that I would like to keep specifically in your office for safe keeping if you will." She removed a gold locket from around her neck and placed it on the nearby desk. "This locket is a piece of my family history and if I cannot keep it, at least knowing it is with someone who has a direct hand in my training will keep me more assured." I hope she did not see me remove my ribbon when I removed my locket. "I guess this means I am willing and ready to be put in your book."
  11. The Tinkers combating the Blight would be nice. Is Someshta dead? Or possibly another existant Nym, possibly located in Seanchan territory or even Shara? Someshta should still know the Song the Tinkers seek. The Ogier from both the Seachan and Randland, some still have the ability to sing to the trees. Might it be possible to revive Someshta? I do see them growing new saplings from the Tree of Life. All three societies could serve a greater purpose in MoL.
  12. Looking away for a moment, Kastyana grimaced. Her story of her journey this far was not emotionally void, quite the opposite. She began to tell of her journey, starting with her somewhat unique origin in Far Madding and how it had bolstered her curiousity of things involving the Power. "My first glimpse into the world that is the White Tower started when I was blessed with viewing a healing. I didn't know what really had occured but my mother did. When she told me such things were impossible where we came from it was like a blow." To her, with her first experience of the Power, the ability was pure. To be used to cure a man just hit by a wagon, the thought of possible evil from that very power never came to mind. "Channeling and the lack of it in Far Madding is seen as a good thing. My people are satisfied with the way things are. I was and am not." In fact, her mother had refused to share more of her knowledge of the Aes Sedai when it became clear that Kastyana was dazzled and drawn to such discussion. "My mother began avoid any and all speak of the Power. Even after my cousin lost his life last season. I could only wish you or another had been there." She clenched her eyes for a moment and attempted to right herself. She felt rather lightheaded from her recounting. "When my 14th nameday was celebrated I made up my mind to run away... I came here. Before I was returned home, Kathleen Sedai tested me. It was she who returned to my home and spoke to my mother, convinced her that I had another path." She is Aes Sedai! How can she sit there and watch me agonize and flood the room with my emotion! "We returned here, with my mother's blessing. I have no misconceptions about the Tower, I know too little to even guess. But I do want to be in that book and I do want to become Aes Sedai!" I almost shouted. They are going to beat me before the day is done... Looking down she was disturbed to see that she was standing. Letting out a grumble, she once again seated herself.
  13. As the words of the lady in the room flooded her mind, Kastyana could not help but laugh. They shall beat me before the day is done! "Forgive me, my lady? I half-expect an army to spring forth from behind each door." Looking around uneasily, Kastyana found the chair and carefully sat down. "Penelia, she did no wrong by me, my lady. I suppose I am quite unnerved from my long journey." She hoped the lady in the room would not punish her guide for her childish ways she was showing in this great place. Looking around the room she noticed personal touches, the smallest little fixture here and perhaps the slight angling of a certain furniture. The vibe that this was a place a comfort struck her oddly. This is a Tower of training, yet... this lady is quite taken to it. Her eyes bulged suddenly as the thought that this was the Aes Sedai she was seeking, just paces from her, came to her rational mind. Rising quickly from the chair she made an attempt at a curtsy. "Valeri Sedai? I have come to train if the Light wills." Of course, the way she spoke to Penelia she is quite clearly her mother or an Aes Sedai of the Tower. She began patting down her dress as if it were close to catching fire. Sitting back down, she waited, though oddly her eyes made no attempt to leave the face of the one before her.
  14. She entered the Tower and halted. The feel of the room was something unlike anything Kastyana had been exposed to before. The Great Hall was full of life, young women in white scurried around the room from visitor to visitor. Every so often one of the women would curtsy and flinch as women of undeterminate age swept in through the room while elsewhere in thought. She herself flinched when a dark haired woman of a serious air seemingly looked directly at her. Looking behind her she allowed herself to sigh with relief as she took notice of Kathleen Sedai. I should flinch, if it was possible to earn a stern look not even a moment after entering the Tower... She took note of her traveler's approving nod and moved forward to a young woman also wearing white but with the colors of nature draped around her dress. She opened her mouth to address the woman... "I would... I mean..." The woman in white raised an eyebrow questioningly at her. "I must speak with the one named Valeri Sedai. I have come to learn." Seriously! Did I have to look like a fool in front of all these people! The white-clad woman looked to Kathleen Sedai before turning back to Kastyana. She looked the girl up and down, first at her torn dress hem and lastly at the green ribbon stuck in her hair. Nodding to the Aes Sedai, the Accepted smiled and turned for an instant to pick something up from a nearby bench. "It just so happens that I was heading in that direction myself." The Accepted made a exaggerrated flourish knocking over a carelessly deposited wood carving causing a curious woman looking into the Hall to frown and pull out a quill. "My name is Penelia, I am Accepted." She made a gesture to Kastyana. "I am Kastyana Amharadar of..." Penelia interrupted her speech and locked eyes with Kathleen Sedai. "I was to inform you, Aes Sedai, that your belongings were mishandled on the way inside. Some foolish stableboy not more than one month into his first whisker thought gossiping was preferably to watching ones path. One of the novices has him cornered at the far end of the Hall awaiting your instruction." The Aes Sedai made a small noise and spoke. "I wish you well Kastyana Amharadar of Far Madding." Kastyana looked up at the Accepted to catch her blush in embarressment. The two watched as the regal woman walked off. "I did not mean to disrespect you. It is a bad habit one tends to pick up living here in the White Tower." A bad habit, I thought this place was supposed to remove such things. "Now if you will come with me, I will take you to the Mistress of Novices. Take care not to walk to slowly, you will have plenty of time to study the wall paneling later." Kasty jumped as if touched by hot poker. I was staring rather dumbly at the walls! After what seemed but an instant, and only because things were already moving too fast for the girl, the two came to a halt in front of a rather non-descript door. "I will knock, and once the door is opened, I shall announce you. Whatever happens, good luck Kastyana, you will need it." The Accepted issued a smart rap on the door and Kastyana became as stiff as a statue. Loosen up you fool! Open your eyes. Kastyana began to shudder but was able to pry open her eyes. "Oh, Light."
  15. Kastyana followed Kathleen Aes Sedai into the city. Upon entrance to the city her smile turned into that of awe. To her left was a beautifully wooded park, one could relax in such a place. Looking up at the sun she determined that they would approach the Tower from the southeast. The pair moved at a moderate pace down the avenue with Kastyana attempting to peer at everything around her all at once. This place is even more beautiful than Caemlyn. As they continued to glide by, Kastyana continued staring until she became aware of the White Tower growing in size as they moved closer. The sun reflecting off the Tower surface caused the very stones to faintly glow. As they entered the grounds Kastyana reigned her horse in and dismounted. I wonder if all the others know that I am already here? There was ample time to send word ahead. She looked back to the Tower and saw two figures heading in her direction, who they were and what they looked like was shrouded in the sunlight. Turning around she measured the courtyard and placed the paths and exits firmly in her mind. Bending over to secure her left shoe she gasped as a burst of wind knocked her down to the ground. "Aes Sedai, I will be given new clothes, shan't I? I am as ready as I will ever be to enter the Tower but this dress will never do long in this state." Smiling she got on her feet and laughed. What happened to my fear? Could I be so distant from my old life already?
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