OOC: Thanks for hangin in there, I didn't expect to be away so long.                                                    IC: So she is from Cairhien,or so she says. Great, Dahvid thought to himself. I love a good game of stones, just not in real life. I hate the bloody "Game of houses". Well she caught my slip, something must be done. How well does she know the dream world,Dahvid wondered.                He grew up coming to the wolf dream while sleeping and knows that the mind is the best weapon here. If it is going to be a battle then "time to roll the dice" as he had heard a young man say not to long ago.                                  " Yes," Dahvid replied. " I walk the streets of Caemlyn, my birthplace, to remember that I swore an oath to protect her from all evil. And trying to do so I was banished by the Queen. She is bewitched I think, by some new member of the court. But by my life I still will protect my Queen and counrty. Even I must do it from afar, and in secret."             

OOC. No Worries  ;) 

IC.

" I intend to visit this place in a while,and wish to ensure I would know at least the basics of the street plan. I value my well-being enough to have no desire of ending up in the wrong district by accident. And what of you, Sir?"She said in the usual Aes Sedai arrogance and superiority. If nothing else said she was Aes Sedai, her tone spoke volumes.

Still looking into her amber eyes,to catch the slightest glimpse of true

intentions, he responded. " I walk the streets of Caemlyn, here in the dream world to remember. Remember the culture. The shows of comedy and of tragedy that told the stories of the common and wealthy alike. The architechture.From the Royal palace to the smallest of the common mans hutch. The life of the city and country that I swore to pro..." He had almost said too much. Looking into those amber eyes, he forgot himself.He was mesmerized be the sheer beauty and the...age. He Blushed!

"Forgive me, my lady. I ramble. From where will you be traveling to come see this wonderful city?" In all his time Dahvid had never seen a soul that old and hard. He knew there was more to her story.

He knew that this woman was a pure evil, wrapped in a beautiful package. His hand slid closer to his belt knife. There was no reason to let her come to Caemlyn, if it was going to cause pain for this city and country.

OOC. I might be along time before I can get back to the story after this, I will be moving.

"My Lady" Dahavid responded. Pitching his thumbs through his leather belt. A quick reach to his dagger if need be, but most likely useless if this Lady was an Aes Sedai.

Dahvid had come to the dream world quite often as of late to admire the grandness of Caemlyn. As well as a knawing feeling that he should be there, as if his life may depend on it. He had taken to calling it the dream world now. Though he first was taught it to be called the wolf dream. He had decided only a few short years ago to walk away from his family legacy. He was tired of the fear people had of him just because of his yellow eyes. Nevermind that they did not know that he could communicate with wolves, the looks of down right terror when they saw his eyes was more than he thought he could bare.

But this lady. She had not appeared afraid. She did not smell afraid. But smells in the dream world were all but nonexistant. Dahvid looked her in the eyes. His mother had taught him that the quickest way for you to get to know someones heart his to look deep into thier eyes. From that you can see thier soul, and know if its dark or light.

And he said, "What brings such a pretty lady to Caemlyn?"

Coming to an end of an alley, to a street that passes infront of the palace. Dahvid, is strolling and admiring the beauty of his city and the peace and strange light that comes from everywhere, yet nowhere in the dream world. When he comes face to face with a beautiful woman. He expects her to disappear like all the rest. Just a flash then gone, but she doesn't, she stays.

It dawns on him, The agelessnes of the face. The shawl on her shoulders bearing the flame of Tar Valon. Aes Sedai.

Though one can change there apperance in the dream world, Can one be sure that she is as she appears. It is best if caution is used. As is in any situation, yes, caution.

"My lady."