*smacks you with a leather glove*

...to a duel..

Come on Joe...lets see if you still got what it takes old man..  ;) :D

Llugh

He had been riding for several hours on the last leg of the trip thinking back over the past months.  He had been away from the shining walls for many reasons.  He had been running and he knew it.  It had just taken this long for him to admit it to himself.

He had been traveling through the borderlands and along the blight itself. Seeking some sense of purpose and clarity.  He was a sharpened sword that had been sheathed to long.  He had trained for battle so long he didn't know anything else.  That is what is was to be Ren'Shai.  The ever watchful blades of the Tower.  Ready to fight in the notice of a split second.  They were the first line of the circle of blades fighting along side there brothers of Daisho.  There purpose was to make sure as few as possible if any reached the shield wall of Thunder on the Ocean.

He lived and breathed the principles and teachings that were Ren'Shai.  He pushed himself daily..pushing his limits again and again to the extreme.  However such training had made him a bit edgy and moody.  On the outside he was calm as rock of the mountain.  He Gave off an air of cool professionalism.  That was his upbringing...being half malkieri and half saldean made for maelstrom of emotions on the inside.

He looked upon the shining walls with mixed emotions as he rode through the gates.  This was home..and yet it chafed.  There were no battles here other then what was had in the sparing and training circles in the Yards.  He watched his fellow Guards and some of the trainees at practice and shook his head.  They had grown lacks and complacent....no...they had grown lazy.  Most of the Guards he knew had never even been to the borderlands..much less into the blight itself.  Someone needed to take them in hand before there were no defenders left.

He shook his head and stabled his horse.  He dropped his packs off at his room looking around at its sparse accommodations. Not surprising sense he spent little time here.  Most of his time was spent in the yards practicing or running through the gauntlet pushing himself further.

He headed to the Master at Arms office knowing it was protocol to report in once he was back.  He knocked once before entering into the office.  He stood before the desk and saluted.

Tower Guard Llugh reporting in, Sir.

Llugh of the Strong Arm

Tower Guard

Master of Ren'Shai

alright.....My housing situation seems to be stable finally..moved into my one place yesterday and I'll have internet there by monday when the cable company comes.  So I'm back finally thank the gods.

Llugh of the Strong Arm

Tower Guard

Master of Ren'Shai

so are we going to try to reset up the Mentor/mentee training routine Eqwina?

Llugh of the Strong Arm

Tower Guard

Master of Ren'Shai

yes that coming from our great Master of Chameleon's shadow....

*gives Souvan a super wedgie*

the philosophies as you were asking were broken into two...you has the Spring...then the Flame and Void.

The Spring you embraced your emotions and became one with them...using it as an extreme focus.

The Flame and Void was where one fed all there emotions into a mental flame and let a void of emotionlesness surround them to where they have no fear...no anger...nothing...they are the eye of the storm.

The disciplines....I wouldn't know about any of the others because Ren'Shai rules....

oh yeah and if I didn't mention it before....REN'SHAI FOREVER!!!!!!

Owan stood in the archery fields shooting some of the bows that had been given over to the bowyers and fletchers for repair making sure they were up to standard.  He had received a note from the Commander last night stating that there was a new archer recruit up for training.

He took aim at a target and let the arrow fly.  He remembered his first day of training in the Band.  Only thing was he had started out in the calvary and he was a former calvary officer of a standard military.  He snorted and shook his head.  Things had a way of changing and he wouldn't  change the current status for anything.  If he had not transfered to the archers long ago there would be no mounted archers now and the scouts and calvary would really be at a disadvantage.

He walked over and looked at the bows on the table.  The note had said longbow.  He was going to check her skill.  After her training...if she was good enough...he might place her with an infantry detachment as backup.  But that was in the future right now was the basics.  He picked up a longbow and a quiver of arrows and waited for the recruit to show up.

Owan Bloodeye

Capt General

Archer Corps

BotRH

Llugh took the knowledge of her words in stride. He had known a few warders like that that preferred there own sex.  Though it seemed to be more females then anything else.  He had been around far to long for anything like that to surprise him.

"As much as your words may sound true to you Thera Gaiden.  I think that in the beginning that you would have said differently.  As would any Guard in the Yards.  Its our duty to protect and serve no matter what happens.  Yes things get rough with the Aes Sedai but then...any relationship does.  Its all in how you handle it and what you are willing to put into it to make it work.  That goes for any relationship.

He stood up and adjusted his swords and walked over next to her.  "Its been fun Thera but I think its time I headed off."

He leaned over and kissed her fully on the lips using the shock to reach down and grab one of her daggers and raced out the door looking over his shoulder.

"You can have this back if you can catch me.  Lets see how good the Mistress of Trainees actually is...."

He was out the door vaulting onto his horse turning it around and galloping off down the street.

Well Commander if you want to head over to the archery fields you'll run into Owan there every day blistering the ears of the other archers for there lack in there drive to train.

So head on over if you want.

Owan Bloodeye

Capt General

Archer Corps

BotRH

Well first you need to decide what group you are going to.  Infantry, Calvary, Scouts, Archers, Medics.  Once you have decided that you need to get in touch with the Commmander of that group and proceed from there.

Owan Bloodeye

Capt Gen

Archer Corps

BotRG

SHEPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP! 

How the hell are you amigo.  Long time no see.

*another old bander takes a drink from the keg*

Owan Bloodeye

Capt Gen

Archer Corps

BotRH

If you are needing a teacher/mentor to help you through your training classes.  Don't be afraid to drop me a line either here on the boards, through email or any of the various messenger services that I'm on though your best bet is to catch me on yahoo or MSN....ICQ is hit or miss.

MSN: nolimitsus@hotmail.com

yahoo: darkbroodingwhitetiger

Llugh

Tower Guard

Master of Ren'Shai

Llugh chuckled..he could say one thing.  The woman at least could handle herself in a tight spot.  Though ultimatums was a bit far and harsh he wasn't going to argue semantics.  He put his hand out and looked her in the eye again.

"Llugh is the name.  Tower Guard and Master of the Ren'Shai discipline.  Though probably the only thing you'll hear about me from the other Guards is how much of a hard ass I am and that I don't give any quarter on the sparring fields."

He looked at her seriously.  He wasn't boasting he just pushed himself harder then most.  He had his own demons to outrun. The old haunted look returned to his eyes and he took a long draw from his tankard.  The memories swamping him for a moment as he was lost among the tides of his mind.  He blinked trying to refocus.

He looked back at her and raised an eyebrow trying to let the cocky smile return to his face.  "Though I must say I never knew a woman who was so against compliments about her looks.  If I didn't know better I'd say you felt like you had to compete so you throw away anything and disregard anything that makes you womanly. Though pardon me for saying you have faild miserably.  You are in good shape and not bad to the eye.

"

He knew that last bit would probably rile her a bit but perhaps it would get her to talk at least...and it never hurt to keep up the compliments even when a woman was all about refusing them.  He didn't have any hopes about this one...but then again...who knew....whatever was inside her needed to come out...one way or another...why not....

Llugh leaned his head back and chuckled the battle fire starting to leap higher in his eyes.  "You may know what you are about with that sword but with other Guards you don't seem to have the common sense of a moth."

He leaned forward gripping his tankard of ale taking a long drink.  "Now if you are done with your silly and inane posturing trying to impress me.  You are correct that a fight would not be good here.  We both would be dragged before the Amyrlin and I don't think either of us want that. However...like I said before.  I will sit wherever I please and right now thats right where I am.  Now I respect your position...but I'm not going to cower or scrape and grovel simply because you are the Mistress of Trainees.  I've trained enough of them myself as well."

He eyed her and knew something to break the ice and tension.  It was probably not going to surprise her in any way but it would probably shock her with the sudden change of subject and where it went.

"I don't think you would blame a man either for wanting to drink with a pretty lass like yourself.  Its not everyday that a man can go drink for drink with a pretty girl and enjoy her looks and company as well as her sharp wit which isn't dulled by the drink. So...what's it going to be...friends or foes?"

He looked her straight in the eye waiting for her reply.

Llugh merely raised an eyebrow at the verbal barrage.  He had taken more and worse then this from better people.  Even if it was the case she wanted to drown her sorrows on her own.  He knew for a fact where it would lead and some of the commoners could get hurt.  If she focused her anger on him..he could protect himself if it came down to it.

No fear showed upon his face because he felt none.  The void was around him.  He leaned in closer to her.  "Listen young pup.  It doesn't matter how loud you growl or how sharp your teeth and claws are.  I answer to the Master at Arms.  I also don't see a name carved onto this table or any of the chairs.  So frankly I can sit wherever I bloody well please."

He nodded and gave a wink to the serving wench to calm her as she set the drinks down.  It wouldn't do to get the innkeeper angry at them.

"Now you can keep ranting like a child if you want.  And you can threaten all you want.  But I've beaten sense into tougher trainees then you can imagine and your temperment doesn't frighten me."

The fire was lighting in his eyes and he knew it.  He wasn't about to back down.  Not from someone who was blatantly trying to be threatening.  This was an emotional encounter.  There was a lot of it pent up in her and he was going to get it out of her.  Explosive came to mind.  However this encounter went at least they would feel better afterwards getting it out of there systems.

Greetings...Llugh here....another Tower Guard.  I see you don't as of yet have a mentor....not sure if that system is still in use since I've been gone for a bit but I'll check with Eqwina and see if I can't possibly get the ball rolling for your training.

Llugh if the Strong Arm

Tower Guard

Master of Ren'Shai

Name (real  or screen):  Daegus or Dae...or great lord almighty of all creation, wielder of the holy rubber chicken.....*grins*

Real Life Job: Computer Repair/Network Administration

Warders/Trainees/TG’s: Tower Guard Llugh of the Strong Arm, Master of Ren'Shai

Other DM Characters:

Vanair Sharkan

Dreadlord

Disgraced Tower Guard

Owan Bloodeye

Capt General

Archer Corps

BotRH

Rolan K'Vedrin

Mercenary Guild Leader

Freelanders

Loman Vidain

Captain

Battle Group Commander

Seanchan Navy

Medrin K'Lethwyn

Ranger in Training

Wolfkin

Fun Fact: I'm not sure there is anything fun about me.......

How long have you RP’d: Been in RP since I was 13 started with D&D

How did you find DM: Was searching for an RP based off the books and found it..

Say something nice about the person who posted above you (even if you don’t know them) : Deac....a good man...a good friend...great RP'er...glad to have you back amigo.

Llugh was drowning himself in the ale.  He started the moment he walked in the door and hadn't stopped yet.  He kept mostly to himself.  He flirted with the girls as the served his drinks but it was more of a conditioned response then anything else.  Though perhaps he might take one up on her unvoiced offer.  The nights were worse for him went spent alone and he might be able to forget and lose himself for one night at least.  He deserved that much.  There were a few young pups around giving him dirty stares due to the female attention he was getting.  He leaned back and adjusted his hadori and saw there eyes widen.  He nodded at them then paid them no mind.  No one in there right minds would want to pull a Malkieri into a fight.  True he was only half Malkieri but he had there full temper.

He heard a voice he thought he barely recognized and looked around.  oh this is just wonderful.  I wanted to get away from the Tower and not only does another Warder show up...but the Mistress of Trainees....can the day get any worse...I just want to be left alone..

He watched her....Thera he thought her name was.  They hadn't really met other then he knew she was the Mistress of Trainees.  He had no dealings with her since he trained other Tower Guards and had not as of yet been called to mentor any trainees. As he watched her he noticed she wasn't looking for anyone let alone him. She sat down and started drinking....and drinking.  He noticed a woman enter the inn and hand a letter to the innkeeper who then walked over to Thera.  He assumed it was her Sedai..though why she didn't give it to Thera herself he had no idea.

However it appeared that she was out to get roaring drunk.  Well misery loved company and his mood wasn't going to get any better and he never did like drinking alone.  He picked up his tankard and walked over to her setting down a mark on the tray as the serving girl gave Thera another drink.

"This one is on me." Looking over at Thera.  "Well Thera Gaiden it seems you are out to get as drunk as I am tonight.  The least I can do is help oblige you."  Llugh pulled up a chair to the table ignoring the dark looks she was sending his way.

"So....I'm sure there is a tale to hear about what brings the Mistress of Trainees to an inn like this to drown her thoughts.  However I'm not one to pry so I'll just drink them down with you."

The morning was brisk...just the way he liked it.  Usually he would be out in the Yards practicing or sparring.  However not this morning.  He was restless..on edge and he knew it.  Everything was reminding him about her.  He swore her smell still permiated his room.

He growled at the thoughts in his head.  The past replaying in his head over and over and over again.  He had been gone from the Tower for a while.  With his orders to patrol the borderlands helping in training the troops on the edge of the blight. 

He had been gone from the walls of the Tower for to long.  They had agreed that they would wait till he returned.  When he returned though.  He found she hadn't waited.  It was enough to make him want to kill.  Instead he threw himself into training.  Testing himself to the edge of self destruction every day.  He knew there were others that thought he was riding the edge of sanity.  He lived for nothing but the fight now.  Its all he cared about.

Today he needed a drink.  He needed to get out of the walls.  Away from the looks and the concerned eyes.  He just needed to get away.  Caemlyn sounded good..it wasn't to far yet far enough away and large enough that he could lose himself for a little bit. 

He packed his gear in his saddlebags and headed out.  It took two days to get there.  He brought enough gold marks to last a good fortnight.  Most of it would be gone on alcohol.  He knew it and didn't care.  He rode up to an inn he knew well..the Crown and Lion.  He let the stable boy take his horse and he headed inside.  It was going to be a long night.

Llugh of the Strong Arm

Tower Guard

Master of Ren'Shai

Ahhhhhh fresh meat....I mean a new face.  Greetings and welcome.

*looks to Andular* ah the tequila boil yes a good idea...

*goes to get more wood for the fire licking his lips in an unhealthy manner*

I think as far as command staff goes the only ones would be Quibby and Me.  Not sure exactly how that would work but I'll get in touch with the Quibbster and see what we can kick around and come up with.

Owan Bloodeye

Capt. Gen.

Archer Corps

BotRH

just thought I'd check in and let everyone know I'm back...

Vanair Sharkan

Dreadlord

Disgraced Tower Guard

If you love battle...the sound of your sword cleaving through your enemies...

If you think you are brave enough to face a horde on your own and stand on top of the pile of bloody corpses...

If you think you won't soil yourself by seeing an amassed army approaching and you are but one of a handful in its way...

Then you might have what it takes to become a trainee of Ren'Shai.

Come...redefine your limits.  Extol in the thrill of the fight...embrace the lust of battle fury.

Become one of the few...the proud...the Ren'Shai...

Llugh of the Strong Arm

Tower Guard

Blademaster

Master of Ren'Shai

holy crap Deac.....long time no see...how you been amigo.

I'll try to see if I can't get some things going...maybe training a few more battle crazy Ren'Shai to terrorize the neighborhood.

*laughs*

Llugh of the Strong Arm

Tower Guard

Blademaster

Master of Ren'Shai

They awoke to a clear morning as he got up and stretched.  He helped as much as he could with packing the camp. However she seemed intent on doing most of it herself.  He helped her her horse.

Llugh stiffened a bit as he felt the power flow through him as his fatigue left him.  He had stood guard all night.  He knew the wards would have kept the shadowspawn at bay however there were things other then that to defend against.

"My thanks for the consideration Eqwina Sedai. However such is my duty and privledge."

He clenches a fist placing it over his chest in a small bow.  "To serve and protect Sedai."

He waited and watched as she rode off for a distance then went to his horse and mounted.  He took the trail he had scouted through the trees keeping a distance yet keeping her in his sites at all times.  Keeping himself and Dazar quiet so not to alert her to there presence or that he was following.  He did not know how far she was going or where.  But he would fulfill his oath that he took when he became a Tower Guard.  To serve and protect against the shadow with his dieing breath if need be.

Llugh raised an eyebrow at her words.  Even a red knew better then to refuse a guard his escort duties.  To serve was ingrained in a Guard from the first day of there training.  The guards considered it a privledge and honor and got rather prickly when they were refused an opportunity to do so.

He grinned inwardly..he wasn't a master for nothing.  He had learned ways around the nature of stubborn Aes Sedai.  Granted it meant being devious but then the Guards were taught to use everything at there disposal to protect them.

He relaxed and formed a polite smile on his face.  It was poker time.

"I understand Eqwina Sedai.  I shall honor your wish and not burden you upon your journey however your offer of the campfire is most welcome and appreciated."

He got up and went looking for more wood for the fire while he thought and looked about the surroundings.  He noted where he could follow her quietly in the morning when the time came from a distance but close enough to where he could keep an eye on her.  He hated doing it this way but it was going to be alot easier then trying to bully or argue her into it.

He brought back the wood and stacked it near the fire so that it could be easily fed from the pile.  He noted that she was probably cold.  He went and got an extra cloak from his saddle bags and placed it about her shoulders.  He knew it was a little large for her but the fur lining and the extra fabric would ensure that she was warm.  He fed the fire a little more and sat down watching her as she went about making her tea.

"The Amyrlin is dead.  Her horse spooked and she was thrown. The Tower is in a state of mourning.  Other then that it has just been the regular day to day life of the Tower as usual..."