We would love to have you!

OOC: Sorry if im a bit rusty, plus i just threw this together. If it doesn't work let me know.

IC: Tai walked out into the cold, grey morning and scrubbed his face with his hands. He let out a sigh that felt as old as stones beneath his home. Looking around the clearing wearily, his thoughts drifted over last night's occurrences. Mounds of paperwork had kept him busy late into the night. Minor problems in Tear and other official matters that he was now in charge of, had kept him up. It was a good thing they had or he would have been asleep when one of the men scouting in Mayne had opened a gateway into his traveling room. It was not often that someone opened a gateway in his home without his prior knowledge and the man was lucky he had not triggered a few wards. The news had been minor, but he had been asked that any threat in his old home be relayed to him. The news had robbed him of the remainder of his sleep that night…

Rousing himself from his memories he sighed and knuckled his back. Regardless of his lack of sleep, he had a job to do. Assuming the Void he reached for Saidin. Chaos stayed blissfully in the shadows of his mind. He didn’t want to have to wrestle Saidin and Chaos today, the Light only knew what would happen. His thoughts were swept away by the thundering avalanche of fire and ice that was Saidin, pouring into him. It filled his very bones and crashed through him, making him feel alive. Opening a gateway, he stepped across the Farm. Making his way to the East Gates, he heard some small explosions. Tai sighed to himself. It seemed that blowing things up was the favorite part of training for most new recruits. It certainly was effective.

Rounding the massive stone gates, Tai was shocked by what he saw. Obviously a training exercise had gone horribly wrong. Luckily he still held Saidin. Breaking into a run, he prepared a few shields and defensive weaves. Men in black coats lay scattered across the ground, including the half charred corpse of the poor Dedicated that was in charge here. One man sat atop an interesting construction of Earth, giggling to himself and flinging fireballs which exploded on impact.

“Flaming bloody-“ Tai started, flattening himself against the wall abruptly as an explosion threw debri in his direction. He briefly considered grabbing some nearby Asha’man but didn’t dare leave this fool alone with the men he noticed still alive, attempting to stop the man. If he could get their attention and co-ordinate their efforts, they could easily take the man out. Chaos cackled something about the ease of killing in the back of his head and Tai’s mood grew darker…

So with the new development do one of you want to start? Might make it easier that way?

She could drop by and say her peace on the matter, hang out with her one day just to try her hand....

Maybe (if you are of the same ajah) collaborate and work together?

If you feel like it go ahead and throw something up since i have not gotten word from Kara as of yet, so we can go ahead with the NPC idea...

If you don't get something up i will do so shortly (as in a day or two), just make sure to put a link up here and i will do the same ;)

I do want to point out though (in case it is not clear) that her block is needing to channel out of an altruistic desire (saving Deanne) not simply out of fear.

*edit* Serena, you still game? you are free to join!

*edit edit* Sorry, I have been sick :p should get something up this weekend...

*coughs weakly and falls out of computer chair*  :P

There isn't much here that i wouldn't simply be repeating.. Owen you have always shown me patience and a willingness to guide, a chance to take it easy when i needed it and an unfailing support...

Thank you, for everything.  :)

I think this is a BRILLIANT idea! It works with both the idea that everyone thinks is why she cannot channel (being scared) and why she really cannot channel! (needing an altruistic reason)

After burning down a building in her grief etc she would naturally develop a fear of doing anything but the most selfless of acts in order to survive...

We could NPC an accepted unless Kara J is up for it  ;D

What tay said ;) If you like to write we would love to have you :D

At this point she doesn't know that it was an illusion (although she would most likely piece it together eventually) She is quite Naive and would probably fall for it again in the heat of the moment so to speak.

I would love to have you! Nothing has happened on this thread outside what you read here. Please feel free to come up with new and exciting ways to break her block! *Insert Evil Grin here*

Remembered that missed a step, my character has a block that needs to be broken before we can do the arches. The thread is here if you want to help with that, we could start there....

'doh i keep forgetting... Well great! Your help is MUCH appreciated...If you want to work something out via PM or just leave it open here I am up for either!

Oh...and you SO are lovely ;)

*bump*

New development...

See the post here where Evanen learns that she is blocked. We will need all the help we can get with this especially as we will have to do without our lovely Elgee's MoN char...

I would like to have something staged similar to what was mentioned above...please throw out your ideas.

Evanen fought down the already turbulent emotions bubbling up inside her and tried yet again to understand what was required of her. She could imagine the sun, with all of it's warmth, but no matter how hard she tried she simply could not pull that warmth into herself. The rosebud, the petals, the opening, the light. Nothing. She was starting to get frustrated. With herself, with Deanne, with Saidar, with everything.

Suddenly the semi-calm was broken by a small shriek. Her eyes flew open at the startled sound and looked at Deanne, eyes wide with fear. "What on earth-" Her voice faltered as the beast (for that was all it could be called) turned to fix its all too human eye on her. The thing was like something out of a nightmare! Tall, taller than most men, the thing was covered with dark hair and what looked like leather armor. It was like nothing she had ever seen! Its cruel tusks rose out of a beastly snout, dripping with drool. It started to move forward, but try as she might, Evanen was rooted to the spot with fear. Her throat had slammed shut like a vice and all that could come out was terrified whimpers. Deanne seemed to be as frozen as she was, looking at her out of the corner of her eye. Evanen's thoughts raced. There must be help coming. How could such a thing be here without Aes Sedai here to help them already?!

Fear and Frustration swirled around her tightening into an ever tighter spiral. like a raging twister it spiraled through her. It all happened within seconds but felt like ages. Suddenly Evanen knew she was going to die, Deanne and her were going to die here, and she was too terrified to do anything about it. Maybe now she would see Romarlata again...

NO!!!  Suddenly something in her mind screamed in defiance. A gout of flame erupted from the floor stones beneath the monstrosity and it was consumed as if made of vapor. It was several moments before she could speak. "D-d-deanne" She chattered, "W-what, what was that? T-t-t-hank You!" Relief washed over her and she almost sank to her knees. Deanne must have finally come to her senses and destroyed the beast. She had saved their lives. She would truly have to be nicer to the woman. Evanen started to shiver uncontrollably and wrapped her arms around herself to steady the shaking. She had to try hard not to begin weeping.

Evanen Phaedrein

Novice of the White Tower

Scared Half To Death

Evanen's patience broke at the constant, insufferable attitude of this snotty Accepted. She had had about enough of her attitude and although she was trying to be good, she could only stand so much.

"I did try, and trying again won't work! Just to prove it to you I will try your stupid method again." Instantly Evanen regretted the words and wished she could call them back. As soon as they left her mouth she snapped it shut along with her eyes. She felt bad for lashing out but she was frustrated and scared. If it was so easy, why couldn't she do it? Could the sister have been wrong about her ability?

She pushed the fear aside and tried again. Still, nothing. Opening her eyes she looked somewhat sheepishly at Deanne. "See?" She asked quietly. "Nothing..." She felt miserable and stared at her hands in her lap.

"you must have done something like that to have been able to Channel..." Deanne said with a frown.

Evanen thought back to the night of Romarlata's death, casting her mind back to that night. It was painful but in order to learn she had to go through some unpleasant experiences. She ran through the night in her mind, the news of her beloved grandmother's death and the way she felt. The grief, the pain, and finally, giving in to the crushing grief because there was nothing else she could do. There was something there that she had not remembered before, but before she could think on it, She realized Deanne was speaking.

Shifting slightly where she sat, she closed her eyes. Slowing her breathing, she formed a rosebud in her mind. She felt every curve, every soft petal. She could almost feel her the velvet petals curled tightly into the bud of the rose. She had always had quite the imagination and this was no difficult task for her.

"When you've got that in your mind, become the rosebud. Visualize yourself opening up to the sunlight and drawing it down into yourself."

Evanen imagined opening up, the petals unfurling, reaching for the light....

She frowned... She could feel the light but there was no warmth, no substance to it. She started again. Once again the light felt empty, hollow and lacking substance. It was not more felt than air when standing still. Nothing seemed to be happening and she wondered if she was doing it wrong. Her eyes popped open.

"I don't understand. Was something supposed to happen?" She asked. Her voice grew soft and confused. "I felt the light, but there was no warmth to it, no matter how i tried to imagine it." She looked at Deanne. "I did just what you said. Did I do it wrong?"

Elgee...I am so sorry... my heart and prayers go out to you... :'(

Planning on taking Evanen Blue once she gets to the shawl... i think it would be neat to have her do some kind of interaction, should be done with my Arches in the next few days and raised to Accepted so.... lemme know! :D

No worries, we will still be here ;)

Good luck!

5 classes/threads or 5 posts?

OOC: I promised I would post here, and now that I am getting back to RP'ing i figured i would fulfill that promise...not sure where it will go from here, but im doing as i said i would ;)

Shadar stood in an uncomfortably small pool of shadow, his eyes scanning the room. He had dressed in his finest black robe, brushed velvet with elaborate silver embroidery at cuff and hem. Emotions boiled within him on such a festive occasion. He knew he should be overjoyed, but Anger, Confusion, and Fear fought a war inside him he was sure would rip him asunder. From deep within his cowl his cool eyes caught movement from a doorway and his heart jumped. Only to crash back to the earth of reality when it was only a Myddral.

Where was Arcon? With his Raising, he had been distracted and had not noticed the absence of his mentor until a lack of congratulations had been noted. No one seemed to know where he had gone and Arcon had not left notice which in and of itself was strange...

Folding his slim hands together inside his robe sleeves, he carefully made his way along the wall to a table full of foods from various places. It was supposedly the Great Lord's Birthday, although who could know such a thing was beyond Shadar. Ppulling a fancy silver dagger from his sleeve, he stabbed a slice of some melon he had never seen before. He brought it to his lips and nearly grunted in surprise as the flavor hit his tongue. It was quite sweet, and the flavor simply melted into every crevice of his mouth. Whoever had gone to get this should be thanked.

Munching on the melon, Shadar turned his attention back to the party, if it could be called that. Not many had shown up yet, and Shadar was wondering what would happen when the dancing was to be announced. He did not know how to dance and figured he would look too foolish trying. There were a couple DreadLadies that he might like to have a conversation with, but mostly he could find lightfools to satisfy that particular need, without nearly the danger.

Shadar sat back against the wall in a position to see the doors easily and promised himself he would try to forget about Arcon for the night. After all, he must be on some mission from one of the Forsaken, what else could take him away like this?

Joc!

*waves excitedly until his hand almost falls off*

Good to have you back, Covai must have offered you cookies....or something else ;)

Tear was done somewhat recently for a pickup thread but I could see doing it again...i like Arad Doman, and maybe some fun with a Domani :D

Sweet...

So, I want to bring Tai back into play with a thread. I figure the recent happenings with Aria combined with him becoming an attack leader would be good reason for maybe something to have happened with him that caused the higher ups *cough* covai and arath *cough* to send him packing for a month or so mid duties to clear his head and get a grip. Maybe another episode with Chaos?

Anyway, wanted peoples input, Covai and Arath especially. Feel free to throw an Idea against the wall and see what sticks...