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Hayl3y

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  1. How To Build A Campfire

     

     

     

    Welcome to our campfire ?

     

    This week we celebrate our victory against the Seanchan but let's go further in this thread!

     

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    Let's share our own victories, our own fights and battle stories.

     

    Old ones, new ones,

     

    all tales are welcome !

     

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    I'll start with a light one ?

     

    I finally managed to draw a good looking hand (yes, really XD). I always thought it was impossible for me to draw a pretty  realistic hand and so I never really tried it ... up until recently.

     

    What about yous ?

     

     

     

     

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    Here is our celebration banquet !!!!!

     

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    Lets work together to make it real !

     

    POST picture of REAL food you prepared this week and

     

    TELL us about your FAVOURITE RECIPES ❤️

     

     

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    Let's share some foodie fun ??

     

     

  3. "Four days to go," Myrrhi yawned. "This is just torture!" She added. Another night had passed and like during the previous ones her dreams had been chaotic. This time however, she had managed to find some rest. Her eyes were itchy, but not as puffy as the day before. She could feel it.

     

    The single ray of sun that the shutters let through in the room was pointing towards the top of her head. It gave her a delightful warm sensation while also making it impossible for her to fall back asleep. The light called her to action. She needed to go outside, enjoy the warm temperature, and maybe find a way to get busy without having to rely on her Warder or any other Tower member to tell her what to do.

     

    With the thought a spike of energy coursed through her. This was the perfect opportunity for her to be truly in charge! She had taken many decisions since she had left Tar Valon but they had rarely been her own. The weight of Elessar's gaze or feelings through the bond had often influenced her one way or another.

     

    Refusing to use the bond to check on the missing Gaidin, she readied herself for a new day of adventure. She picked one of her most comfortable dress that she matched with soft boots and at least two hidden knives. The one she attached to her right thigh made her feel strangely more powerful than the hundreds weaves she had learned in the Tower.

     

    Her next step would not be dangerous one, though. She first needed to go downstairs to get her breakfast!

     

    The common room was quiet as it had been very morning since her arrival, she counted only two patrons. The innkeeper wasn't behind the counter like it was his habit. He had been replaced by one of the senior serving girls. Could this be a good omen? The Green Sedai decided to try her chance.

     

    "Good day," she tried. "Taelha, is it?"

    The girl's eyes opened wide as saucer. She didn't expect the Aes Sedai to remember her name.

    "Yes, it is ... Ma'am... my Lady I mean.."

     

    Myrrhi smiled. "Could you bring me some slices of bread with jam, and a couple of tea to that table near the window?"

     

    "Of course, my Lady"

    "Thank you, Taelha."

     

    The Green glided to her table and waited for the serving girl to come with her tray, preparing the list of questions she should ask the serving girl to further her inquiries. And, it went all so smoothly the right smile here, the right compliment there, and Myrrhi got enough to plan a productive day. She did pay attention to the way she behaved Taelha, she didn't say a word untrue - she couldn't have lied anyways - stayed away from what could have been described as blatant manipulation.

     

    Lord Semaris last mistress was a newly arrived singer who resided in another inn where she performed with her troupe. Lady Semaris' only outside contact was a some sort of priest that could also be traced. And, last but not least, a mysterious man had just been arrested by the city guard because he was suspected to be a darkfriend...

     

    Now, Myrrhi had to decide which one she would first pay a visit to.

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

  4. 6 hours ago, Cross said:

    @Hayl3y  you do indeed have a strategist, though no assassins. with the half day's worth of planning the queen heeds your advise, calling as many citizens into her palace as possible they fortify it. with the benefit of your strategist mixed with your knowledge of seanchan battle tactics, the queen is able to hold the seanchan off, though not without losses. preparation only gets you so far. a battle at the gates ensues, and while you are lucky there are no damane present, there is heavy damage to the town and palace gates. soldiers are lost. and the seanchan temporarily sent packing. though it is likely they will return with damane. 

     

    congratulations, you survived. though the leash is coming for you

    Dang XD

  5. On 4/21/2021 at 3:27 AM, Cross said:

    @Hayl3y on a trip with a small contingent of your ajah, you are sent to advise a queen. with rumors of seanchan marching swiftly to their kingdoms doorstep. you are fully aware of the tactics of the seanchan, familiar with their stance on women who can channel. there is half a day before they reach the doors of the Queen. she refuses to abandon her throne. what do you do?

     

    I'd advise her to prepare for battle and try to outsmart the seanchan with our battle strategy ?

    (I do hope I have great strategists at hand tho... and maybe one or two good assassins who could take care of the seanchan battle leader > that would wreak havoc in their ranks, right ? ^.^)

  6. The city felt strangely empty. Not because of the lack of passers-by — there were so many of them everywhere — but because there was no one Myrrhi could actually talk to. She had spent her first day alone wandering through the Ilianer streets, going from one store to the next but never entering any building. She couldn't find the will to talk to anyone nor to enjoy her tour. She was concerned for her Warder, and that drained all her energy.

    The more the day advanced, the worse she felt. The Bond told her that Elessar was going further and further away from her, both physically and mentally. And she didn't know what to do against it, except to wait for his return.

    Since it was not proper for a lonely woman to spend too much time in an inn common room, she decided to have all her meals brought to her room. A place she didn't leave for the following days, reading, pacing, ... Up until she suddenly felt anger reaching up. She was a Sister of the Green Ajah. Was this the way she should act? Should an Aes Sedai stay cooped up and worrying?

    On Elessar's third day of absence, the Green eventually left her room, dressed in a way that she hoped would not attract too much attention: a simple linen dress and a cape with a hood that would partially conceal her face.

    She went back to the eyes and ears she had previously visited to acquire more information about Lady Semaris. Unfortunately, her spy didn't have much to tell about the mysterious noble. The Lord's wife was a recluse. She was very pious and usually spent her time in their manor, rarely partaking in the events her husband organized or funded.

    The Green tried another contact, but his song was the same. Lady Semaris was rarely seen outside of her home - or even outside of her private chapel - which raised an important question: how could Myrrhi inquire further about her then? She would need to enter the manor once more but under a good cover. If Lady Semaris was a darkfriend, an official visit from an Aes Sedai would definitely raise her suspicions.

    Myrrhi needed a plan and fast. But could she manage to find one without her Warder? And what would her Warder think if she moved forward with their inquiries without him? Would this anger him even further?

    The young Sedai was lost. She knew the bond could help her locate him. And, from what she had gathered, there was no doubt that he was having a bad time. She couldn't pinpoint what exactly he was going through, but it was clear he was not doing well. Part of her wanted to leave and find him. Another part was much more reluctant. None of what she had done so far had helped. For all one knows it had even worsened the situation... what would happen if she would come to him?

    Then a curious message came, written by a woman of all things! The envelope smelled of lavender, which was even more curious. Had he found another Aes Sedai? The idea crossed Myrrhi's mind. Was this the reason for his dark moods? So many thoughts crossed her mind that she had to read the message a couple of times to fully understand what was written in it. And even then it didn't make any sense? 

    Her Warder wanted to meet her at the docks, at midnight five days later? This sounded so odd. Why all the secrecy... unless Elessar had information about Lady Semaris and knew they were observed? She chewed on her lower lip for a while. Indeed she hadn't paid much attention to her surroundings during the past few days. Had she been followed? If she had, then her follower knew that she wasn't with her Warder ... Could she trust that message, or was it a trap?

     

     

  7. The next morning was colder than expected. The temperature of Myrrhi's bedroom had dropped so low that the Aes Sedai's breath was creating tiny clouds around her face.


    The young woman hesitated. Should she get up? Should she stay in bed and try to sleep some more? The night had brought her a restless sleep, full of chaotic dreams and memories that weren't hers. Now that she had come back to reality, she didn't know what to make out of it. Had this all something to do with her Warder? With how he felt? Or was it solely a way for her mind to tell her that she was lost? The more she thought about it, the less it made sense.


    The innkeeper will probably appreciate me closing the shutters, the Green thought. Seeing how long they had been open, she guessed that cold drafts had invaded the corridor, making the other patrons shiver when they passed in front of her door.


    But, she knew that, once she would be on her feet, there would be no way for her to go back to sleep. Myrrhi had many talents but falling back asleep after having gotten out of her blankets was definitely not one she had mastered.


    As she cleaned her face with the remaining content of a jug the innkeeper had left for her on a small dresser, she tried to focus on her day ahead. She would need to talk some more with Elessar. They hadn't come up with a plan yet ...


    She shook her head and sighed.


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    Yes, they should definitely come up with a plan. But Myrrhi didn't know how to initiate the conversation. Her Warder seemed to be in a foul mood, and she was afraid that the wrong words would lead to a absolute catastrophe. She sent him a couple of worried glances hoping that would trigger a positive reaction, but she didn't get any response up until the moment Elessar suddenly excused himself. This was definitely something she had not expected.


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    The morning seemed to last a hundred years and the afternoon even more. Myrrhi didn't know what to do with herself. She was worried, anxious, frightened and highly frustrated. The Bond clearly indicated that it was better for her to keep her distances, to stay as far from her Warder as she could... but she also felt that the Gaidin would not appreciate her moving forward with their inquiries on her own.


    She had mend all the clothes that needed to be mended, cleaned and waxed her boots till they shone like mirrors, ordered supplies to refill their empty bags, and still, Elessar had not shown up. She had tried to practice some weaves but hadn't managed to focus enough. The only activity that was left to her was reading, and she hadn't been able to read more than a single page.


    Closing her book, she decided that she would do better outside of the inn than inside, cooped up in her bedroom. She grabbed her cape before rushing out of the inn.

    If she hadn't been in such a hurry, she would probably have seen the woman tailing her.

     

     

     

     

  8. Have you already tried to colour eggs ?

     

    If not, here are some natural ways to get awesome colours ?

    Don't hesitate to post your masterworks or your recipe / tips in this thread ❤️

     

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    For the people who would prefer to use real paint, pencils, aso - here are other eggs to have fun with ?

     

     

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  9. What was she supposed to do? Was she overreacting? What did their host want? Why had he written the invitation that way? With such insulting words? So many questions and no answers. A good Aes Sedai would have reacted with coolness. But that was something she couldn't do, not at the moment. That last sentence had sent her back to her days as an Accepted. A time when she had needed to prove herself, to show to her seniors that she could have constructive talks, constructive ideas... that she was more than a very young girl who had been raised too quickly.

    Her current situation didn't help. She felt like she had failed as an Aes Sedai. How could she have not when her Warder was in such dispositions? He should be thriving, happy to have found a new purpose, happy with their recent victories, happy to be outside of Tar Valon's walls and to be traveling again, should he not?  Maybe his mood was the sign that she was too young, too inexperienced, not to his liking as an Aes Sedai? 

    Myrrhi fought to put all her thoughts aside as she entered the first building of her tour.

     

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    The eyes and ears she was supposed to meet was a florist. She had imagined her contact to be a balding man in his fifties, but the person standing right in front of her was a pretty woman who looked no older than thirty.

    - Are you Aredhel? The Green asked.

    The woman nodded and gave the correct passwords, to Myrrhi's surprise.

    The florist knew a good deal about Lord Semaris but not enough to paint him as the Dark One. Yes, like most council members he was corrupt, he did like to flirt with young women and cheated on his wife, but there was nothing that could help Myrrhi feel better about this all. Some of his friends were Children of the Light. But,  Aredhel was not sure whether these men real friends or just political acquaintances.

    - It is hard to tell with men like that. Ambitions first and honesty second, right?

    - Do you know anything that could give the Tower leverage in this man? Myrrhi asked, frustrated.

    - Well, he has a grand-daughter who has the right age to be tested for the spark?

    The Green nodded, "I guess that he will prefer to have her around to cement alliances than to be sent to Tar Valon ... Maybe this can be used to put pressure on him. Anything else? "

    - Nothing. Sorry I can't be of more help. I wish there was more to tell you.

    - "Do not worry," Myrrhi said with a smile. "Maybe it is better this way."

    - "I don't like to disappoint," replied the florist with a grin.

    Myrrhi laughed. She didn't like to disappoint either.


    She bade the florist her farewells. There was still so much to do, and not enough daylight.

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    Myrrhi didn't hurry to get ready. She was not looking forward to the soirée, and the perspective of having to talk to Elessar didn't enthuse her either. She was afraid that a bad word would spark an argument that would be ugly for them both.

    When he had knocked on her door to tell her that he was ready, she had suggested he waited for her in the common room. He hadn't protested and turned his heels to her biggest regrets.

    Divided between fear and disappointment, she waited for the last minute to come down. And if her emotion had been different she would have allowed herself to offer a compliment to the Gaidin who had never looked as handsome before. They weren't however and so she kept her mouth shut and her eyes fixed on the path ahead.

     

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    The Green almost made a step back when she saw that the reception hall was empty. She had imagined it to be busy, full of visitors that Semaris would have invited only to impress her. What she saw was even worse, he was alone sitting at the end of the room on a throne-like chair.

    Anger flashed through Myrrhi's heart. It quickly dissipated when she saw that Semaris got up from his chair to bow very deeply.

    For a moment she hesitated. Should she say what she had intended to? Maybe there were things she had misread? No! she decided. Let's follow the plan. My plan.

    And so she started with a forceful line: yes, she could have a constructive conversation, but could he? The man's eyes widened as he heard her first words.

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    Myrrhi took of her emerald earrings, one after the other, then placed them in a small wooden box she had set on the table next to her. She rubbed her lobes, the jewels she had picked for the night were heavier than she had thought them to be.

    She knew that her Warder was watching her, waiting for her to deign talk about everything they had gathered so far. But, she was at a loss. She didn't know how to begin. Should she start by apologizing for the way she had behaved? If so, why should she apologize, when he had been in a dark place himself for so many days? Or, she could go straight to the facts and start talking about that new mystery. It decided it was the best option, as took away the pins that were holding her hair.

    -" He doesn't like his wife, and he has a whole bunch of mistresses."

    She went to sit on her bed before going forward.

    -"He has friends amongst the Children of the Light. So he could have gone that direction, but he didn't..."

    The Green rearranged her hair.

    The atmosphere in the room was so heavy that she wanted to scream.

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