So when do we begin the hazing?

BTW, welcome to the Warders Yard.

Exactly...

What Ata said... If WS = 0 then it gets you an increase. If WS > 0 then no increase, but still required.

Good, to each their own. I had done similar training regimens elsewhere, and the thought of muddling through another one just drives me nuts.

It was all about having the right person to work with... I had a mentor who didn't mind bending the rules a little bit... the system was still the same as what you joined under, I just worked the system.

I believe, you must do the Intro thread and No it does not count towards a WS increase. Just call it a freebie.

Well, there wa snever any real doubt as to whom my Aes Sedai would be, so my main goal was to get to TG as quick as possible so we could get on with RPing the things we wanted to do.

Of course I thought Trainee to TG was longer ICly when I was training... you know, back in the dark ages.

I think it took me two weeks to be fully raised...

It don't take long to disappear around here... but yeah, ya'll are prolly right.

So I've been gone a long, long time.

Booo.... but as usual, she's right about that stuff, it all sounds right.

Kynwric nodded to Rasheta, "A pleasure Aes Sedai." He ran his eyes over Rasheta, trying to judge her mettle and eventually settled his eyes back at hers. "As for the blight, it is no place to venture lightly, but it no place to fear either. Respect it and no you are never safe, but do not fear it, for once you fear it the blight will take you. Even if you live to tell the tale." He pushed himself from the door frame and moved to stand behind Loraine. "ANd your Grandfather would have fallen over dead long before he ever got to the story of the blight, with all you've been up to." He had almost pushed the hair braiding story to the back of his mind, but remembered it fully now with the fresh shock he had felt when the particular lady, whom he was certain had ulterior motives, asked to braid his hair. He smiled and tried to relax, something never easy for him to do here.

Yes dear, but your goober all the same.

Hmmmm... how about I just go with I dunno? Cause I don't have a clue.

There's brownies?

Ummm... I guess... I've only been on DM for about 3 years. But once I made TG I didn't hang out in the WY much. Spent some time doing training for others, but nothing really with other TG/ Warders.

Thank you, ummm I've been gone... awhile? I am not sure, at least a year. I think Mat was still in charge when I was on this side last.

You can have them, they're enchanted... badly.

Kynwric had busied himself as long as he could in putting the horses away, having unsaddled them, brushed them down, blanketed them and put them away. He had even fetched oats and hay on his own, something he almost never did. Finally there was just nothing left to keep him away from the large, looming white building into which his life had walked not too long ago. He could feel her upstairs, the apprehension and fear wafting along the bond. Neither of those emotions surprised him, even after all the time he had spent here the apprehension he felt at being inside the witches White Tower of his childhood filled him with unease. He walked out of the stables and looked up the long length of the tower, took a deep breath and reached down to pick up their bags. Once upright again Kynwric twitched his shoulders to get the fancloak back in place behind him. He trudged his way up the tower to the door to the quarters of the Green Ajah, stopping just outside and straightening himself before entering. Suppressing a smirk as he did so, he would never have thought of that years ago, straightening his clothes so he didn't embarrass Lor, he really had been fresh off the farm when he had arrived here. It was then he stepped into the Green Ajah's private demense, not much had changed since they had left, not that he had expected it to. He took a long glance around and then made the turn which lead to Loraine's private rooms. It didn't take long to reach, and once at the door he could hear voices inside. Well that didn't take very long. he thought to himself as he pushed the door the rest of the way open and admitted himself to the room. He glanced at Rasheta and not recognizing her, nodded to Loraine and continued on into the bedroom. It was there he left the bags and removed his cloak and sword, leaving them laying on the bed. He then returned to the doorway to the sitting room and propped himself on the doorframe, not saying a thing up till now.

Character Name: Kynwric Larind

Rank: Warder

Bondmate: Loraine Kilaine of the Green Ajah

WS:12

Character Number(in this division only): 1

*nods* I thought so too... nice to meet you Q.

Crazy? You? Nah...

Then I just won't eat your cookies... I'll save 'em for Corwin or somethin'

Yes, I understand that... but when you kill the darkies you get to take the cookies too ;)

Thanks Corwin, just wanted to let y'all know I was back. Good luck with the exams and such, I know how much time those eat up.

Thanks Ata.. now let's go see if I can track down my bonded.

I just dabble in the darkside Raeyn... well, sometimes I do a bit more than dabble.

Greetings,

I want to come back and play, I sent an email to the staff email a couple days ago but haven't heard back.  So I am hoping by posting here I can see if there is anything I need to do. The only place I could find any information on my Character was in the Mentor List spreadhseet. So any information would be appreciated.

Thank you,

Kynwric

After the tent had been set up and the camp had settled into it's nightly routine. They were sitting together beside the fire when he felt her lean into his ear and whisper. "I don't like the way this feels, I feel like we're walking into a trap and I know I'm not the only one who does. I wish I knew what they were planning..." Kyn nodded, "Indeed, it does." He let out a long sigh and looked around thee camp. "But surely the Captain-General and the war council can see it as well. As for what is being planned, I am sure it is the same plan that they have used countless other times... they'll not change it until it fails. All we can hope for is that this is not that time."

Well, you need ot read my Bio first of all... if you haven't already that is.

But you know I'm game for what you are, killing an Assassin sounds like fun to me...

... so I've got this bad guy who needs to do three things as I understand it...

Choose a Career, what I am leaning towards is Assassin, but my be skewed to Soldier.

Choose the Shadows Side - which I need to think up some sotrt of plot for (and am open to suggestions.)

and something I just want to do, which will likely be a WS RP or some such thing, as soon as I know what my WS is.

So what I am looking for is just a wee bit of help and some folks to RP with.

Kynwric was astride his horse slightly to the right and rear of his Aes Sedai, who was in the midst of a long train of other Sisters. He caught the murmur escaping her lips "If only it was just the weather," He glanced skyward and nodded, thinking. Indeed, if it were just the weather all would be well. He left it all unsaid, it was unnecessary to speak anymore out loud. He could feel the movements of the columns of soldiers behind him, more hear the sounds and feel the vibrations of many men and he knew what was happening. He wasn't sure if he was happy about their position in this army, he wasn't sure that this was the best place for them at all. Loraine however made it clear she was a Green and this is what the Greens had been created for, to be at the Last Battle, to fight the Last Battle, to win the Last Battle. He grumbled sightly at the thought of that parituclar conversation, mostly because she had the right of it and he couldn't start to argue with her when she was right. He glanced up at the woman he had sworn to protect with his sword, his skill and his life and noticed the chain and stone on her forehead swing, he knitted his brow at her and she returned it with the barest arch of her eyebrow, he glanced at the stone and back to her face as he schooled his back to stillness. In the back of his mind the thought crossed that he should have made her leave it off a long time ago, something he'd rectify if... no when... they made it out of this battle. He was keeping pace astride out of habit, his knees guiding the horse as much as he just let it follow the others. No need to guide when the animal is going where you want it.

Kynwric turned his gaze from Loraine to the march ahead, finally he swung in towards her to see what she had learned in the briefing, to see what they would be charged with doing to win this battle, to win the War.