Sure. Let me see what I can come up with.  ;D

The loud clicking of heeled boots echoed in the cool, stone corridors of the White Tower. If emotions were capable of manipulating the One Power, Serena would have been encapsulated in a bubble of flames and dragging behind her a path of destruction. She was fuming on the inside, and every time she thought about it her feet picked up their pace, and her long blue coat flared out behind her. The blasted women treat me like a child just loosened from her mother’s apron strings! How dare they undermine me during an Ajah meeting!  The diminutive Saldaean Blue had been meeting with the Ajah regarding an unusual occurrence where a set of Eyes and Ears had gone missing, some of the elder Aes Sedai did not agree with her and called her point of view “rash”. Bloody women! If Darkfriends are involved with our Eyes and Ears they will lead a trail right back to us, how could they not want to scout things out?

So, Serena found herself removed from her quarters to take refuge in the most unlikely of places for her, the Library. There was a time when the fiery Blue wouldn’t have been caught dead in that part of the Tower; however, as her position in her Ajah had changed, she found herself more inclined to remain within it’s walls, than outside. She was not one to be confined or caged, but one to roam free and travel. It was not that being Ajah Head was a sentence for penance, meaning that she had to always remain within the Tower, but it had changed her lifestyle slightly.

Pushing upon the large mahogany doors, Serena took in a deep breath and composed herself. Her features cool and composed, except for the spark behind her tilted emerald eyes. The clicking of her knee high black boots changed to an even pace, as she crept through the deadly silent Library. The large open room was fairly empty, save for a few novices and Accepted studying. Finding a nice quite place to sit was not difficult, and she pulled up a large cushioned chair with a table before her.

The two books she had cradled under her arm were her favoured subjects: One on the Saidin, the Taint, and madness; the other, on Aridhol and the Shadow. Both of which, had to do with Serena’s Causes. She did not fight the Shadow with sword in hand like the Greens, but she fought them and studied them in her own way. And, she did not study the effects of the Taint on the male half of the True Source, like the Yellows did; but she could not help but be curious, compassionate and somewhat sympathetic. Those men didn’t have a choice, yet they were punished for it.

After summoning a novice to bring her some tea, and using an immense amount of will-power to not take out her flask and pour something a little “extra” in it, she leaned forward and began to read. As her eyes swept over the material, she began to relax. Odd, that, reading material on some of the most dangerous and frightening events and individuals could make one feel more at ease.

Serena Morrigan

Blue Ajah Head

Oh, I thought that I read that there were too many Aes Sedai that held the Bond, and not the Asha'man. Oopsy.

:o

(Yes, I had to look up "tetchy"  ;))

I've been living for so long,

many seasons have passed me by.

I've seen kingdoms through ages

rise and fall, I've seen it all.

I've seen the horror, I've seen the wonders

happening just in front of my eyes.

Will I ever, will I never free myself by making it right?  ~ Jillian, by Within Temptation

Rain pelted at the glass window pane, and the howling wind swept currents of debris at the White Tower walls. The elements making their personal attack on the fragile-appearing fortress that held the most powerful women in the world. Cracks in the stone allowed the wind to infiltrate the structure in the form of cool drafts. Commonly, the time of year was often warm and often made some of the upper rooms slightly stuffy, which was one of the reasons why Serena had made her way down to the Library.

Light, if I keep spending all of my time down here, they’ll think I chose the wrong Ajah. Tilted emerald eyes sparkled, as she thought.

Well, let her Sisters think what they wanted, it hardly had much of an affect on her as it was. Leaning back in her chair, she ran a small ivory hand through short, raven-coloured hair, and sighed. Her back ached from pouring over a book on the subject of Saidin, the Taint, and madness. Laying on the table beside that one, was a heavy book on the effects of the Shadow on certain empires. Shadar Logoth had been a subject of interest of hers since she was an Accepted, and until she had made a trip through Aridhol, she had had no idea what had occurred to that city until she had actually experienced it.

Her mind would often travel back to the dark tunnels beneath the city, where her group had let her be Healed by Dreadlord. Rasputin, chills shimmied up her spine and revulsion boiled in her blood, as she thought of him. Granted, they had not had much of a choice. More than likely, she would have died if he hadn’t; however, merely the thought of his tainted hands touching her, made her want to sick-up. How many years had she fought against the Shadow, just to be Healed by one of the Dark One’s minions? And honestly, if she really let her mind go there, had the man been all that disgusting? No, he had not. Acidity of bile rose into her throat as she thought of their similarities.

Do not let yourself go there, Serena! You are nothing like him!

Shaking her head, she tried to stamp out her thoughts, and re-direct them to what was going on in the present.

Times were troubled, now. In the passed few years the weather patterns had changed for the worse, more food was spoiling, Bubbles of Evil were erupting at a more frequent pace, governments were becoming more corrupted, leaders were falling to the hands of Darkfriends. Was the Dark One’s prison so shallow? Was his grip tightening on the world and the Pattern as a whole? Was the Last Battle approaching more quickly than any of them could handle? Even the numbers of initiates in the White Tower was dwindling. Was the ability to channel the One Power being weaned out of existence?

A crack of thunder seemed to answer her question, and it caused her to furrow her brow. Perhaps the events in her life had caused her to become more depressed, maybe everything wasn’t as bad as it seemed; but as the Head of your Ajah, one needed to be prepared for things, and ask as many questions as possible. Besides, should she not be given some lee-way when it came to the life of an Aes Sedai? Yes, they needed to be hard, cool, manipulative, and strong; but was she not also a human woman? Was losing three Gaidin, a captive of the Dragon Reborn, being forcibly bonded to an Asha’man, losing a lover, and being Healed by a Dreadlord, not enough to make you want to curl up in a ball and scream?

Light, it seemed as if no one would be prepared for what might be to come, and here she was, sitting in a room full of books warming herself by the fire. “A bloody lot of good I’m doing just sitting here.” She murmured to herself. The duties of being the First Selector had required her to tie more strings to the inside of the White Tower, as opposed to being out traveling all of the time. Her decision had been appropriate, though. Her travels had practically dismantled her emotionally, and mentally; and it was her time to step up to action within the Ajah.

But what could she do? Where could she start? She had even let her teaching fall to the wayside. Yes, she knew that the numbers of novices were dwindling, but had she spent any time with them? What about the Accepted? When was the last time she had spoken with one and helped to guide them to her Ajah? That was a duty to your Ajah that one had to fulfill, and she had not engaged in that type of relation in quite some time.

Biting down on her lower lip, the Blue Sister pressed her palms down on her legs, brushing her black breeches free of any wrinkles. Why did it feel like the world was crumbling around her, and she had been thrust into a position to try and piece things back together? No, the Blue Ajah had chosen for her to be their Head because she was strong and capable.

But where should she start?

Serena Morrigan

Blue Ajah Head

OOC: Anyone can join. Please, come and play with me.  ;D

Yes, that's what I'm saying. Again, I would think there would have to be a good reason for the Blue to bond an Asha'man, and I also am a big fan of supporting the Warders Division. Like it was said earlier, I wouldn't want a bunch of people who joined that Division, wanting to be a Warder, get over-looked because all of the Aes Sedai want Asha'man now.

I can see Blue's bonding Asha'man depending on their Cause. Personally, I'd love to have Serena on the "wrong end" of the bond again, but that's just me. Looks like I'll have to find me a Warder before I do that, if I set these parameters in place.  ;)

Did I clear anything up?

Lets not forget Blue against Red!!!

;D

Let me read back over what you just said Elgee, my brain is not quite working this morning.

***Edited: So, I would love to see the reaction of the Blues when they find out that the Browns are traitors!! *gasps*  :o  It looks good, though, Elgee. Although, it seems as though it's the Blue's against the world, which would make sense because in the Books they're completely removed from the Tower.

I definately feel that the Alliance difference will make the Ajah Heads RP even more interesting, at least it does for me.

Congratulations, Rasheta!

Wow! Reds can bond three Ashies??

I would also like the Blue's to have to bond a Warder before bonding an Asha'man from the TG as well, if one is available. Is there some procedure as to the limit of time someone should have to find a Warder from there (TG), before they say that there were none available and move on?

I can just see it happening. "I waited and waited and found no one, so I'd like to bond an Asha'man." When they didn't wait very long.

I completely understand.

I have been talking to Elgee about an RP with Zarinen and Jade about Serena getting involved with finding out about the Asha'man bonding and what not. Last I checked, and believe me I've been trying to find out about alliances for awhile now, but I'm fairly sure that the Greens and Blue's still don't get along. The reason was because of Lanfir choosing Lyanna instead of Nasty for Keeper. Serena did, however, serve diligently under Sirayn as a personal thing; but I'm fairly sure that the Ajah as a whole is still geared towards not being too happy with the Greens.

Although, that doesn't mean that Serena couldn't get to know other Greens. As I said, she was in a personal alliance with Sirayn, and one of her best friends was raised to the Green as well.

I'm thinking of just posting an open RP just to get back into the swing of things, and see who might pop up?  ;D

Thanks so much.

Hmmm...*taps lips in thought* Perhaps.  ;D

Actually, YAY!! Another Blue to play with! *runs around in circles*

Thank you, Claire for all that you have done.

So, I've been gone, and I'm back.  ;D

Since you want Regalia to aspire to the Blues I'm sure I could help with something. What requirements do you have left? I'd love to RP with a Blue Aspirant as well.

I'm dreaming up an RP where Serena loses an eye, and for that she'd have to be weakened substantially for her not to retaliate with the Power. Your idea for your own RP reminded me of mine, and perhaps we could come up with something.

Any ideas on a class you'd like? I have a Blue Ajah class, but it's quite long. I'm not sure if that's the type of thing you are looking for.

Let me know!

Serena Morrigan

Blue Ajah Head

Eeek! *runs*

Hey, Rasheta!

So far, there is not much going on here. I already went in and replied to that post the other day. Thank you. Honestly, I'm sure I could use all of the help that I can get, and I'm working my way slowly back into RPing again.  :) I'm honestly not sure who else is around.

Thank you for dropping in!

I agree with all of this. I definately thing that the guidlines are good to keep people in check. I certainly love having a Warder, when I'm bonded, and I also like the idea of some day being able to bond an Asha'man. I also agree with what Lavi said about keeping the already bonded Warder in the mix of the decision making, before one bonds an Ashie.

True, we may not have a lot of BTers at the moment, but I have seen that Div rise, fall, rise, and fall again. I, personally, think it depends on the time of year.  ;D

Handle: Serena Morrigan

Character names: Serena Morrigan

Rank: Head of Ajah

Ajah: Blue Ajah

last time RPed with said character: June 11th http://forums.dragonmount.com/index.php/topic,50440.0.html

Talents: None

Warder: None

Asha'men bonded:None

As Serena’s sobs rattled through her, she cursed herself for being a weak woman, let alone any type of Aes Sedai. If the woman seriously thought about it, she would have found it difficult to pinpoint the last time she had cried. The Tower, and the symbol of what it meant to be Aes Sedai, was tough on the soul. Although her tears were silent, and she did not wail like a toddler, the Blue Sister did not know that Thera had moved. The lithe and agile Tower Guard slipped from her seat and knelt at Serena’s feet. The warm and strong hands that held her own were callused from sword-use, yet soft and inviting.

A longing in her heart seemed to pull at her chest as she yearned to be in Thera’s arms again. Through tear-blurred eyes, she looked down at the beautiful woman as her small hands were being lifted to Thera’s inviting lips. If it had been another time, some year in the past, Serena would have cracked a joke about being so close to her lips, or kissing the wrong area; not now, though. Now, it was the perfect gesture, and it made her tears sting in the corners of her eyes again. Crumpling forward, she let them fall again.

Looking into those caramel coloured eyes was almost painful, and when her once-lover began to speak and explain her side of the story, Serena could do nothing but want to shake her head. No, this was not you, my love. As Thera’s story progressed, and the details of her own pain and emotional upheaval became relevant, she felt even worse. What had she done to the woman? How could she not have been there for her?

When the Mistress of Trainees spoke of Jasin, her husband, and how they were still wed, it stung like nettles that had been swept up by the wind and thrown hard at her skin; and when she found out that the child was not Thera’s, had that made the pain of her lover’s miscarriage any lighter to bare? No. The woman was stronger than Serena could ever be, stronger than she could ever imagine, and where had she been? Nowhere to be found, neck deep in her self-pity.

Pulling one hand free, although she would have preferred to keep it against those soft, full lips, she placed her hand on the side of Thera’s face, and ran her small ivory coloured  thumb along the smooth skin of her cheek-bone. Light, those eyes could melt the Creator.  

“Thera, beautiful Thera.” Serena’s emerald eyes danced in the firelight, and shimmered with her tears. Tilting her head to the side, she took in all that was the image of beauty and love, before her. “I have missed you, and my heart has never stopped longing for you. I have lived in fear that you despised me, and I would have understood if you had. In such a short time, you have become stronger and bathed in more beauty than before I had left.” She dropped her gaze from Thera’s. “I have been weak, and should cast down my shawl, for I have behaved like no Aes Sedai.”

“Could you…” She swallowed the lump of tension in her throat. “…Could you ever forgive me, Thera Trakelyn? For what I did to you, for not being around when you needed me the most, for not being there for you?”

Light, she felt like a bloody child. Fear swarmed like butterflies flapping against her stomach lining. If the woman could not forgive her, she knew she would break again. The physical manifestation of herself would go on, but she would refuse to feel anything at all. Aes Sedai numbed most of their human feelings, but her love for Thera had been the last thing she could hold onto. Sucking up her pride, she bit down on her lower lip, and looked into Thera’s eyes. The Blue would be hurt if the other woman could not accept her, but Serena would always love her. She did not expect a full recovery of their relationship, she did not know if it could ever be salvaged, although she hoped somewhere deep within her, that there was at least a dim light at the end of that tunnel.

Serena Morrigan

Blue Ajah

OOC: Serena’s apology and mine. Sorry, for once again going insane with work.

Sorry I haven't responded sooner. My son has been sick and life got weird for a sec.

So! I would like to see these done, too. I'm still not sure what is happening with the Black Ajah thing, though. *giggles* Let's just keep bringing it up. Haha.

Why would someone have a confrontation with Nasty? ( I mean, besides the fact that she's nasty)

I agree with Andrea. Aren't they private for a reason?

Thanks,

Serena

I love it, and I would love to help out where I can.  ;D

I am definately still game, but I'm now not sure where Serena would fit in.  :)  I would LOVE to play though!

I love what you said, Andrea. "Perhaps the Path of the Blue Hero is to see that the world lives to see the next Age"

That's fantastic.

Dee, I agree. I think it IS really difficult because you DON'T see the "true" purpose of the Blue Ajah in  a single word, definately.

In fact, what you both have said is right up my alley.  ;D What I meant by saying, "Is there a way we could incorporate several Causes into one bigger Cause?" I think that what Andrea said fits that. Although, I think it's just difficult to lump all of our different "threads" into one generic "pattern"; however, that doesn't mean that it cannot be done. It's figuring out how we might go about doing that and executing it.

"An army, Sister? Is that all you've heard?" Light, had the woman not heard the rumours in the cities she has passed through on her journey towards the Tower? "Well, you could call it merely an army if one lived in the Age of Legends; and even then..." Serena trailed off with her thoughts. No, not even in the Age of Legends were men bred to channel the One Power as a weapon, they had been much the same as the Aes Sedai were now.

Shaking her head, she placed both her feet firmly on the floor and sat up, leaning in towards the elder Aes Sedai. "I understand that you keep your network where you do, and that you feel the need to travel, but also know that much has happened since you have been gone."

Moving forward, as if to sit on the edge of her seat, Serena felt as if she almost might whisper the news for fear of any affect it might have on Miya. "This army he has is full of what he calls, Asha'man. They channel saidin, and use it as a weapon." She paused, and wondered if she might summon a novice for some tea, but cleared her throat and continued. "Awhile ago, while Sirayn Simeone was the Amyrlin Seat, several of us were sent out to their base." Her lips curled in a sardonic smile. "The Black Tower.

"And, Sister, they captured and bonded us. Not that I am suprised after the events of Dumai's Well." Serena shook her head in exasperation. Light! That had been a bloody mistake. Furrowing her eyebrows momentarily, Serena tilted her head to the side in question, "You do know of that disaster of a plan?"

How long had the woman been gone?

Serena Morrigan

Blue Ajah Head

I would love to have Serena in it too, when she was newly raised. I, too, don't really need the skill point, but would LOVE just to RP

Me too! And if you would like to RP with a fellow novice, I have NDaye Kishar as well. She's an interesting one, that's for sure. Also, she's very good at taking punches and only retaliates some of the time.

PM me, and play with Serena or NDaye!

;D