So far Angelica had managed to catch fire to some hay and singe her own dress trying to weave fire, broke the door to the barn from rock debris that she will have to clean up after her lessons, and now Nalia wants her to sweep up the hay into a neat little pile in a corner? After an hour or two just trying to touch the source she found it even more difficult to weave her flows. Her grip on them would fail when least suspected or sometimes she would lose control and have everything mess up in unforeseen consequences. However she was determined to get this right at least.

Picturing the image if the Black lotus to mind she reaches out and embraces the source. Saidar fills her with joy and a feeling of tranquil power surging through her forces a smile on her face. If she could hold onto that forever she would, but Nalia explained that would be dangerous. The more you use it the more you want to pull in more and if you pull in to much, She could Die, or worse, lose Saidar forever. Weaving Air as explained she tosses the weaves out like a net to cover the entire floor. The weaves stretch out sliding between legs to touch the hay just so. Angelica smiles to herself wondering how Cari would react if she knew just how close the power was to touching her. Kill us indeed. With this kind of power at hand I could crush her before she even drew a blade, I could…oops! Her hold on Saidar slips and the weaves retract quickly and snap at Cari’s ankles attempting to trip her on the floor, they tried to grip on Nalias but she was prepared and sliced the flows before they grabbed her. The hay around the room was pulled in and formed a neat pile around Angelica, covering her from head to toe.

Blushing, Angelica digs her way out of the hey and picks the straw out of her hair, “I’m sorry, I got distracted...I’ll try not to do that again…but its all in a pile right?†with a shake from Nalias head she knows she needs to try it again and then sighs as she reaches out for the source once more. The Black Lotus, reaching out with weaves of Air, touching the pile of hay she slowly begins to gather it all into a ball as it lifts up into the air. Angelica couldn’t help but suppress her smile at this much of a success; maybe channeling wasn’t so hard after all. The hovering ball of hay slowly moves towards the corner and then drops the hay into a not so neat pile, but enough that it wouldn’t take much to sweep it manually, “There you go Cari, better then before, happy?â€

Looking back at Nalia she smiles, “I think I’m getting the hang of it…what’s next?â€

As Angelica and Nalia head outside to practice, it was a surprise to run into Cari and even more of a surprise that Nalia asked her to help out. Angelica smiles and nods to her as she joins their progress to the training area of Nalias choice.

As Nalia warns Angelica about pulling weaves apart, she has a look of confusion painted on her face. What does she mean pick them apart, is that even possible? How could I even know where to begin unless I can see the flows to undo? But she keeps the warning at heart, maby she will know what she is talking about as she learns more about the weaves.

As we walk into the barn, Angelica gives Nalia her fullest attention as she explains about the different elemental weaves and their basic uses, Spirit catches her most attention, as it has the ability to affect minds. Did she use Spirit on Davyn that day; she touched the source the first time?

Angelica closes her eyes as instructed and tries to imagine herself as a Flower. She holds that image for a while and fails to keep the image in her head. A Flower? I have death at my fingertips and I must think of a flower? What am I going to do, imagine myself as a pansy as I cause someone’s head to explode, with Fire? This won’t do… Angelica thinks for a moment as she comes up with a solution. What else could I use as a focus besides just a flower? It would have to be something that I can identify with, something that has a sense of death to it…Ahh…I think I got it. Concentrating again she follows the directions she was told and imagines her self as a Flower, but not just any flower a Black Lotus. A nasty little thing that her accomplices back home used to coat their weapons with before assassinating their targets. The extract of a Black Lotus insures a quick death as it causes their hearts to beat so rapidly they pretty much explode after only a few minuets of pain.

Keeping the Black lotus in her mind she opens up her petals as if inviting the suns rays to warm them and then feels a tingling as she fills up with that same euphoric sensation she felt when she killed Davyn. Just as she understands that she just touched the source it vanishes, just as quickly, “Ahhh, I think I felt something…but it slipped…should I continue? It was wonderful†she says to Nalia with a look of triumph and happiness on her face.

((OOC: Sorry it took so long, family emergency kept me away from the net. as far as the Trip goes, sure thing, just let me know when you start it.))

Angelica spent several days resting after her sickness. Not once did she try to touch the source again on her own, knowing that if she did she may not wake back up from that horrible nightmare. The pain she went through in those first hours sent her into such racking convolutions, it felt as if her body was being torn apart from the inside. Sleep came rarely and short when it did come. She spent most of her time staring at the ceiling trying to ignore the pain.

She also had many hours to sift through her thoughts and decide what she really wanted to learn. The One Power is very much a mystery to her. What are its limitations? Are there Limits or can she learn to do anything if she put her mind to it. She knows that manipulating the mind is at least possible as she did just that when she first showed signs that she can use such power. Perhaps she should hone that particular ability. It would show those pitiless fools a thing or two if she just ‘convinced’ them that she is their betters. What would it be like if she managed to enthrall a King or Patriarch? They would be just marionettes dancing to the strings of the Great Lord. Angelica had smiled at that thought before darkness took her once again.

Today was the first time she slept for any great time and when she woke up she felt like new. There was no pain, and only a little weakness that announced that she hadn’t had much to eat. She quickly dressed and moved toward the Ranch house and grabbed something to eat before moving towards Nalia’s room and tapped lightly on her door. She waited a few moments before she heard her mentor’s voice calling to come in and opened the door to face her future.

OOC: Oh I bet Cari will love that...LOL. I'll make a New thread This Friday I think. The first lesson I think would be to Touch the One power, and then seeing how well I can touch each of the weaves(Fire,earth,water,air and spirit) to see which are my strong points and then set up my training based on those to see what weaves I can learn vrs which ones Nalia is willing to teach me.

RP Title: A small begining

Characters/DIvs involve: Angelica Rahjal(SG), Cari(SG)

Brief Background: Angelica finds she can channel and then meets cari who then takes her to the Rashad Ranch

Start Date: Thu Jun 08, 2006

End Date (rough forecast): Wed Jul 26, 2006

Link: http://www.dragonmount.com/forums/viewtopic.php?t=3413

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RP Title: A New Arrival

Characters/DIvs involve: Angelica Rahjal(SG), Cari(SG) and Nona will be there in the next post

Brief Background: Angelica reaches the Rashad Ranch and falls sick from touching the source unaided

Start Date: Thu Jul 27, 2006

End Date (rough forecast): a couple weeks, end of sept.

Link: http://www.dragonmount.com/forums/viewtopic.php?t=4647

Angelica only barely made it back inside to lie down on the dusty sofa next to the cold fireplace. The musty odor of the unused house sits very poorly with her spinning nausea but she holds herself together as she rolls more comfortably onto her back.

What is going on…I was fine all day and then this comes up without warning? I hope its not nothing serious.

It doesn’t take too long until Cari returns with a lady with multi-colored hair who walks quickly over to Angelica and suppresses a smirk as she leans over and touches angelica head with the palm of her hand, sending shivers down her sickened body “Let this be our first lesson, yes. What you are going through is the direct cause of learning to channel unaided. If you do not want to go through this again, then I suggest that you never attempt to channel on your own until you are an Adept. I see I got here just in time otherwise you would have gone too sick for my healing abilities to heal you. If this had happened on your trip here…you probably would have died a most painful death. Not as bad as the men, but bad enough.â€

Angelica attempted to speak in her defense but each time she opened her mouth the nausea would increase so she closed it and the feeling would go away. She never even caught on that it was Nalia that was causing the feeling to prevent her from speaking. The woman stands up and removes her hand from Angelica’s head and turns towards Cari. “I’ve done all I can…I was hoping to start her training as soon as possible, but now she will have to rest for the remainder of the day. You may fetch Nona, she may need some sleeping aids…go on hurry up...she doesn’t have all day†Nalia waits until Cari leaves before turning back to angelica.

“I should just leave you here and freeze, but I have my orders and those orders require you to live†she looks over towards the fireplace. Wooden logs stacked and ready to light and they just burst into flame, and then with a wave of her hand, dust from around the room begins to collect into a giant ball that floats out of the window. “That will have to do for now… the rest of the house I leave for you to clean up…but you should rest comfortably in this room for whats left of the day and nightâ€

Angelica smiles and nods to the woman, “Thank youâ€

Nalia shakes her head, “Don’t thank me, if the Great Lord didn’t order us to train more Dreadlords I would have left you for dead for your stupidity. Tomorrow by dawn I want you in my room and ready for training…do not be late or I’ll give you my share of the chores to do as well as yours†she replies before turning on her heals and walking out the door, slamming it behind her.

Angelica gave a friendly nod to the two kitchen cooks as they made their way out of the house and then turns to Cari as they step outside, “I’ll make it to dinner if I can, but I hope that they can cook well. I would severely hate to be forced to eat a meal that tastes like chewing leatherleaf" she says with half mirth, not really expecting it to taste bad, but still leaving the possibility.

As they come to the outbuildings she noticed that for the most part they all looked alike, like someone built them using cookie cutters, but they also had their differences. They come up to one next to the training grounds as Cari announces that this one is hers. "It looks very nice." she says to herself as Cari produces a Key from its hiding place and hands it to her. “I’ll not lose it, thank you" she says as she walks up to the door and unlocks it, and steps inside.

The inside was sparsely furnished, with only a few basic needs, a couple chairs, fireplace, a dining room table and an empty bookshelf. There was bathroom, a master bedroom and a guest bedroom, and in the back a stairway leading to the basement. She decides to explore more when she comes back and looks to Cari as she asks if she wanted to settle in. she thinks about it a moment then shakes her head, “I think I would like to meet my teacher first, I'll settle in afterwards" she says then Sets her Bags down next to the door, closes it and relocks it, placing the key in her coin pouch for the time being. She turns back towards the Ranch and the world keeps spinning around her. Losing her equilibrium she tries to steady herself by placing her hands over her temples, but the ground looms closer as she falls forward and darkness takes her vision. Sweat forms on her skin as she tries to move. "I feel so cold...." she says weakly, then she feints.

((OOC: Sickness caused by touching the source for the first time unguided, back in Arad Doman, it is only now manifesting))

Angelica smiled inwardly as Cari insinuated that this would not be her home as well, but only time will tell for sure. She followed Cari to the stables and just listened to her as she continued to explain things around the Ranch, and how she would be compensated for her time, “Well, at least I won’t lose anything to learn how to channel"

While settling down and stabling Gai`dore, her razor, she mulls over what she wants as far as living quarters. She could live inside of the house and be close to her teacher or have an outbuilding all to herself. In the end, she thought privacy would be her better option, who knows she may not like her teacher and may want to spend time away from her between lessons. “Well, if I have a choice…I think I would rather live in an outbuilding. Besides, they are closer to the barns where I’d be working, yes? And I would rather have more room than be cramped in a small room in the ranch house.†She says with a smile as she places an oat bag around Gai`dore’s muzzle and then stands up straight, “Well, we shouldn’t keep Nathan waiting too longâ€

It didn’t take long to find Nathan; he was sitting in his study at the ranch house relaxing with a pipe and waiting for their entrance. He had seen them enter the grounds and head towards the stables and he took this time to speak quietly with Nalia. Nalia looked over Angelica before she disappeared and nodded her head that indeed she could channel. Nathan shivers at the thought that another wielder of the One Power should be at his Ranch, but smiles at the prestige it would bring him before waving Nalia back to her room to wait.

As Angelica enters just behind Cari, she waits as Nathan asks about Cari’s trip. Cari's grimace was quickly covered up and then waves towards Angelica, “This is the girl I informed you about in my last massage, Angelica Rahjal of Arad Doman. She wishes to train under Nalia.†She looks towards Angelica and waves her forward and then steps back as Angelica stands before Nathan.

“So you wish to live at my Ranch do you?†Nathan says to Angelica in a tone that he doubts she could do anything useful, but the way his eyes scan her figure ruins the attempt slightly, “What can you do for the Ranch to cover your stay here?â€

Angelica smiles at Nathan and gives him a honored curtsy before replying, “I have spent most of my life as a merchant, I know the particulars of trade and finance, but I doubt you could use those skills at a ranch, as I’m sure you deal with all that yourself. I’m also skilled with horses, so I thought maybe I could be a Horse handler?†she says with a smile that promises more if he wants it. “I have also brought with me a Domoni Razor, that can be used as breeding stock, it’s a mare unfortunately so you wont get too much out of her, but if your lucky she might birth you a true stallion, to seed your currant stock†The horse used to belong to one of her rivals early in her dark career, until he suffered a tragic accident, trained as a light war horse, it has mellowed out some what over the years, but still keeps the same name it had, as it doesn’t answer to any other, Gai`Dore, in the Old Tongue it meant Battle Dancer.

Nathan nods and smiles to himself about the prospects of new blood in his horses, “A Horse handler then, it also gives you opportunity to be with Nalia, as she is one of my Ranch hands. Cari? See to it that Angelica is taken care of and then bring her to Nalia, she is waiting in her room for herâ€

**Cont. from "A Small begining" West (DR)**

Not going through Tar Valon irked Angelica to no end, she had never seen the walls of it before and from a distance it shined like no other place she has ever seen. She wanted so bad to just walk through there and see the sights, but she didn’t want to go alone, perhaps after her training, if given time to look around, she may come back some time in the future and satisfy her curiosity. Besides what would she do if she wandered into a Aes Sedai and hauled up to the tower for training. She really doubts they would teach her the things she wants to learn, if they don’t kill her outright for being a darkfriend. She had heard that they could detect the shadow in someone…or maybe it was just the warders the rumor differed, depending on who told it.

The rest of the journey was as dull and boring as most of the trip so far, with hardly any conversation. By watching Cari’s expressions every time she looked in angelica direction, angelica has gotten the impression that she wasn’t liked. Though she has done nothing to her up to this point to draw on that hatred, it was not a mystery to dwell on too much. Angelica is not one who really cares if someone likes her or not, only that people do what they are supposed to do. In this case bringing her to the ranch to be trained.

At various times thoughout the journey, she tries to touch that source, only to feel it on the edge of her senses, but it just slips away. Once a tree branch burst into flames off to the right of the horses, luckily it was not herself or her horse that burned. She restrained from trying for two days after that, but couldn’t hold her eagerness down for too long.

Cairhein, was as grand as they say back in Bandar Eban, but her home city is much more beautiful in her own opinion. In a way she misses Bandar Eban, but she needs to learn to control this power, if she is going to be powerful enough to satisfy her need for power maybe even be a queen one day.

In Cairhein, she takes it easy; she doesn’t go out and collect more money. Between Davyn and the unlucky merchant and her own small money that she gathered from her estates, she has enough money to live comfortably for 3 or 4 years in the best of times. But seeing the rising prices for withered fruits and vegetables and other trade goods, she doubts it will last that long, but long enough to learn what she needs, and if she gets paid a pittance for her work at the ranch, it will make it last just that much longer.

The next day, they leave the city of topless towers (not really topless, damage from the Aiel war could still be seen and the towers were still being repaired after so many years). By night fall the small town of Fairhaven came into view. They ride into town and then turn left at the crossroads. After a short ride, they came a crossed The Rashad Ranch and pull into the grounds.

“So this is the Rashad Ranch, it seems very quiet here…I think I might like living here while I learn my new tradeâ€

((OOC:I'll continue this under East (DR) for ease of transmission, showing me around, introducing me to others, etc...))

((OOC: Sorry for the long delay, been a busy week))

Angelica was sitting down at a corner table, having not gotten her room as of yet, but will after little bit longer. As Cari comes back down and says that she was leaving, Angelica just nods and waves her hand dismissively. Cari hasn’t spoken much at all during this trip so why should angelica even bother replying. As Cari leaves the room, Angelica wonders what she is up to, but dismisses her curiosity for the time being, the last thing she wants is to anger her guide by following her now and then if she got caught, Cari may refuse to take her further or maybe just kill her. With out training in the One Power, she has only her own dagger to defend herself. She may be good with her dagger, but Cari seems like she might be better, so better not to tempt fate too much.

After a few moments she stands up and gets her own room from the Innkeeper, unloads her stuff and then goes about town herself. The streets were dotted with random people, farmers coming in from the fields and other travelers on the road. Angelica ignores everyone as she locates what she is looking for. A tavern loud and boisterous and filled with reveling merchants, but more importantly a gambling table, with large silver marks being passed crossed the table. Much better then coppers in less to do places, this is a place where she can make some real money, albeit not in the same manner the other gamblers make (or lose) money.

Swaying herself to the gambling table she starts with simple Domoni flirts, a bat of the eyelashes to one person and then a gentle touch on the shoulder of another as she makes her way around the table, until she has a clear idea of who was actually winning. Being exotically beautiful that she is, it didn’t take long for the men at the table to notice that she was putting more attention to the one who had the winning pile. So they bolstered their bets a little higher in hopes of gaining her affections. This was such a simple game she liked to play, some men don’t like woman that are to forward towards wealth, but most men don’t care, especially if it could mean a night of wanton lust with Angelica. She would increase her advances depending on the size of a persons winnings. After an hour they started passing gold marks but soon after when the stakes got too high, people started to leave. An hour later found angelica in a room with a very lucky merchant.

It wasn’t until a long time after, that the sounds of merrymaking finally faded from that room. The moon was still up as angelica pulled back the mans head from between her breasts and lets it fall to the pillow with a dead mans thump. Smiling she slides out of the bed and gets dressed, adding one heavy pouch to her belt. She closes the mans eyes and adjusts his face to look as if he was sleeping peacefully. She had heard him tell the Innkeeper to let him sleep in, so he will not be discovered until she has already left town by several hours. In passing during the gambling den she had made several references (apparently in slip) about heading back home to Bandar Eban, so if they interrogate enough they will be looking in the wrong direction. This has been a most profitable night. The tavern was empty as she snuck out of the Inn un-noticed and headed back to her Inn and after cleaning herself up slides into bed and sleep for a couple hours.

By dawn she is up, bathed and ready with her stuff. Her eyes are a bit puffy from lack of sleep, but she smiles pleasantly enough as she meets up with Cari. As they ride their horses out of town, angelica keeps her hood well up and tries not to look at anyone so as to not give her description away. Not until late afternoon, far down the road does she let her Hood fall back

(OOC: I suppose we could fast forward the travel time after a post or two… not in too much of a hurry, nor do I think we should draw the blood dry any more then we have to…hehe)

Angelica was so intent in her own quiet thoughts that she jumped when Cari finally spoke, “Well, I’m very good with Horses, but I can’t say I’d be very pleased to actually clean out the stalls…however, I’ll do it anyways if it means learning how to control…um, my giftâ€. She pauses in thought of what things may be possible with that type of power. Kings kneeling to her, subjects obediently doing as their told, even if they don’t want to do it. If what she did yesterday could be repeated that is.

Angelica tried to listen as Cari explains the particulars about the ranch, she thinks she got the gist of it. She would have to hide her loyalties. Not that was any different than anywhere else. One wrong slip and she would be dead; she knows when to keep her mouth shut. Hearing that there is Lightfools on the ranch makes her smile though. To them she is just a harlot Domoni seductress, loving and full of grace. They are fun to play with…and fun to corrupt.

“I’m sure I can keep my secrets when it’s needed, however…how do I go about my training? Tell me about Nalia, is she a hard person to get to know…or easy going?†Somehow she envisions a woman who dwells in pain and morbidity, like a lot of devout ‘friends’ she knows…one too much like herself when under the right circumstances…oh yes the power would make those circumstances more common. It would be of no surprise really if her future teacher would be as uncaring, Angelica would probably be the same if their roles were reversed. The Great Lord doesn’t reward the kind hearted, but those who follow his wishes without question... even if that meant burying your emotions and getting your hands bloody.

Angelica watched Cari leave without so much of a goodbye and frowned after her. She didn’t seem to be much of the talkative type. The trip to this, ‘Ranch’ didn’t sound like much of a fun trip, and what of this cover that she was supposed to contrive? Do they really expect her to work as a Drudgery maid or a Muck girl? Well she does have some experiences with horses; she could work as a Horse handler…as long as someone else did the mucking.

After a bit, a smile creeps into her mood as the reality, that she will learn to wield the One Power comes back into her thoughts. She would muck the stalls and even live with a quiet trip to the ranch to be able to do such…though she hated to admit it. She will still try to keep some of her pride. But, just to be able to hold that power just one more time….or more, as things seem to be heading. She laughs lightly as she sees a great future…maybe The Great Lord will see that she stands high once again, rather then on the teeter of ruin and poverty. Gold, riches, palaces….even a large manor house would be much better then what she has now. A rundown merchant house with no servants. She had to get rid of those to conserve what little remained of her family’s fortune. And only a Razor Mare remained to constantly remind her exactly how far she had fallen, but she dare not get rid of it. Her horse was her only surviving link of her family’s wealth. The house doesn’t really count...as it only resembles a large shack nowadays, with no body to keep it up.

With a final sigh, she drains the last of her tea and leaves the Inn. She had her own things to take care of before departing the next day. Travel, learning to wield the One Power, Gaining power over others…the future seems so wonderful…if she didn’t already say her vows to the Great Lord she would have thanked the light for her fortune…but even chaos can be generous at times.

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Sitting on her Razor, Gai`dore, she rides out of Bandar Eban following the woman who would take her to someone who can teach her, wondering about her future. Cari, so far has shown to be as talkative as she seemed…as in not very talkative at all…but maybe she is just waiting to escape the bustle and activity of the streets….maybe.

((OOC: Not a problem, I don’t always have time to check the boards everyday, myself. If your patient with me, I’ll be patient with you))

Ivan barely recovers his growing smile and puts on a face of sincere condolences. He never did like Nathan having been more successful then himself, having a whole village of darkfriends, practically where he himself only gathered a mere hovel of an Inn, but maybe things are looking up, with luck maybe Nathan will meet his downfall. “I’m very sorry to hear about his losses and yours as well...I wish there was something I could do…†He stops to hear the rest of Cari’s offer and frowns. He wasn’t expecting to help him at all, really. To hear that Nathan had come a crossed a trained wielder of the One Power was very unsettling, the Idea of handing him another was unthinkable. “I’m afraid I have some more uses for Angelica here, to send her off so quickly as that…â€

“What do you mean you have more uses for me, Ivan...†she interrupts with only a little acid to her tongue. “...You haven’t really sent me off on anything substantial in months, you little worm and I’m not waiting around for months again, for you to send me off to Shayol Ghul , If she can take me to someone who can teach me…then you must let me go…or I will make you wish you did…†she finishes her tyrant with a flourish of a dagger in her hand before it slips back up her sleeve just as quickly, staring into his eyes as if to put more weight to her threat.

Ivan covers his grimace while knuckling his mustache as he mulls over the implications. If Angelica was trained in the Power either at the Ranch or Shayol Ghul, she would be able to tear him into shreds without even blinking…he would much better have her on his side, then against…then again…in order to do that he would have to concede and let her go to Nathan…or deny her demands, and just have her killed…but that would go against his orders from Shayol Ghul and to his point of view, The Great Lord himself. He shivers at the thought and stands up and walks towards the girl, “Take her to this Nalia, I don’t want to see this wrench again!†and then leaves the room.

Angelica stares at the mans back as he leaves, as if she has never seen a species quite like him, then again most males confuse her to no end. She was fully expecting him to berate her for her outburst and cut her throat right then and there. In fact for a second there she thought that was exactly what was going through his mind. She shakes herself into a semblance of calm and turns to look at the stranger,â€Ummm, thank you Mistress….?â€

Angelica was sitting alone, for what seemed like hours. She wasn’t used to waiting this long. Perhaps Ivan was busier then she at first noticed or maybe he was just waiting for some more people to show up, who knows. He was never the one to let anyone know his plans ahead of time. So, angelica spent her time going through her latest victims’ purse to find out how much exactly was in it…she could use any amount if she was to find a teacher. She doubts whether there was any in Bandar Eban and she was expecting to travel some distance to reach her goal.

Counting out 12 Gold crowns, and 23 silver marks and ignoring the small change she smiles before ordering herself a Blackberry Tea to sit back and relax while she waits. She had just put her coins away and took her first sip of tea when the door to the room opens. She sits up expecting to find Ivan, but instead a woman that she has never seen with red-brown hair enters and nods to her. She nods back with a smile and looks to the door to see if anyone follows, but the door remains empty as it closes behind the stranger. She sighs and goes back to her tea. When the woman gave her instructions to the serving girl her ears prick up, none of the names strikes a bell but information is always good to gather, you never know when one slip may or may not garner advancement in the ranks.

She sits in quiet solitude for only a few more moments before Ivan finally appears in the door way, and asks for the serving girls to depart to leave them alone. “We are all Friends here, so relax…all of my staff here are friends as well, but I do like to keep gossip down to a minimum. I’ll see to both of you in the order that you have come to me, so Angelica, what brings you back to see me…I haven’t seen you in weeks."

“I’m sorry Leader,†she starts with a quick curtsy, “…I have been busy with personal business, I’ll try to check in more often...I hope that you haven’t had need of my services while I was away†she pauses long enough for Ivan to shake his head and ushers her to continue, “…But I had to ask you about something…something happened today…Ummm...I’m not sure how to explain it…But I think I touched the source…†she relays the circumstances around Davyn’s demise and finishes with “…So you see, I can be if much use for Our Great lord, but I need someone to who can Teach me…What can I do Leader, If anyone knows it would be you.â€

Ivan frowns slightly as she relays her story, he never did trust the One Power, but he does understand the usefulness if done under the Great Lords service,†I believe you must go to Shayol Ghul and seek a teacher there, that was the instructions handed to me, incase one of my friends shows the spark, but You shouldn’t go there alone. In three months I can arrange transport with a few fleshly offerings and a guide…but I’m afraid I cant do moreâ€

Angelica frowns, she was so eager to get started and to hear that she will have to wait longer sickens her stomach…she opens her moths to demand to leave sooner…but then closes it with effort and nods reluctantly, “You are the leader and I’ll obey†She then sits down to finish her tea and pretends to ignore them as he turns to the stranger.

“My name is Ivan, welcome my Inn. I hear you wish to do a service while in your stay here, But I’m afraid I have nothing for you at the moment, so tell me…How is Nathan these days? I haven’t even heard his name in years.â€

A wind blew east from the Ayrth Ocean toward Bandar Eban in Arad Doman. The wind was not a beginning, there are neither beginnings nor endings in the wheel of time, but it was a beginning. Eastward it blew through the streets of Bandar Eban, Tossing peoples hair that roam the street outside the Terhana Library and continues down the street to lift the hair of one particular woman's dark red hair from her face before traveling on to more important matters.

Angelica Rahjal, fixes her hair in reflex after the wind tossed it out of position as she keeps her green eyes on a single man who enters the Inn across the street. The 'The Lucky Saddle' was advertised by a wooden sign depicted by a Nude girl sitting upon a horse.

After a few moments Angelica slipped through the crowded streets and into the Inn with a smile as she scans the room for the man she follows. Davyn was one of the few remaining sons of the merchant family that caused her own families fall into poverty and lead to her parents demise. Over the last few years she has been returning the favor, Messing up there trade routes and when possible, killing them. her efforts have not been without noticeable results as they have progressively been under allot of financial burden. According to her contacts, Davyn is in Bandar Eban to talk with a major benefactor and if successful will bode well with their future. Unfortunately his contact was not at the place of meeting as he was 'indisposed' and cant really do much of anything while tied to a rope under the port docks.

Looking around she sees him at the bar, drinking an ale, prolly mulling over his failure to his family and what he going to say to his father upon his return. Angelica masks over her glee at finding him in such a miserable setting and takes a seat next to him, and smiles to the Innkeeper who walks in front of her.

"Welcome to the Lucky Saddle, Mistress...what can I do for you" He says while speaking through his mustache. Andrian Rafaela was a prosperous Innkeeper. The fat rolls of his belly could attest to that, but his Establishment cater to the more rough crowds in the evening. During the day it was usually quiet as it was now with only a couple other patrons that had grown a thirst during their meanderings dotted the many tables.

"A glass of mulled wine please, to take away my problems", Angelica replies putting on her own face of dower depression and slides a silver mark across the counter top. Andrian smiles with a gracious nod and go to pour a her glass. She takes this time to turn to her neighbor and gives him a forced looking smile,"You don't look like you have had a good day yourself, would you care for some company?" she says while reaching up and just touching his shoulder with a hint of wanting.

Davyn turns from his mug of ale and smiles back,"I'm not sure you would want my company right now, I'm really not in a good mood, I...Blood and ashes! I'm a ruined man, but you don't want to know how ruined...just leave me alone." he says with a look of loss on his face and turns back to his ale and takes another drink.

The Innkeeper returns with her wine and her change, but she shakes her head and gives the rest to the innkeeper for a tip. She takes a small sip from her glass and while looking forward, talks to Davyn from the corner of her vision,"I know what you mean, I lost a deal that would have fared well with my family...I'm such a disappointment..I'm not sure what I'm going to tell them"

Davyn looks up slowly and nods,"Same here...but I think I just made the last deal...my family will most likely crumble..." he shakes his head and looks to angelica,"My names Davyn whats yours?"

Angelica smiles and reaches her hand out to shake," Maen Ruthann, a pleasure..it seems we have a lot in common."She says as she brushes his cheek in a suggestive way.

Davyn backs away from the familiar touch and stands up, looking affronted and then chugs the last of his Ale,"I'm not sure what your trying to do...but I'm a married man go push your attentions on someone else tonight, good day, Mistress" he says with a flourish of his hand and then turns to head out of the door.

Angelica not liking the concept of failure tries to calm herself....she tried her hardest to get this far and she wasn't about to just let him walk away like this...No, you won't get away that easily...Turn around now and come back to me!....something on the edge of her awareness tingles her senses and in her panic that her target was walking away she touched it very briefly and did something she wasn't really conscious of.

..and then Davyn stopped and turned around, his eyes glassed over almost as if he was sleeping with his eyes open and walked back towards Angelica, "What would you have of me, Mistress?" he said but using her title a little more differently then before. he seemed content to do what ever she asked him to do.

Shaking herself from her thoughts and standing up she touches him on the check as before and smiles,"I want you to follow me" , She says testing her theory that something miraculous happened...that somehow she had enthralled him to her bidding. she turns around and heads out of the Inn. and looks casually over her shoulder to see if he does follow, and smiles even more as he turns and walks calmly behind her like a lost puppy. She leads him down several streets and into an Alley that was devoid of witnesses and then turns around barring a short thin bladed dagger and smiles.

Davyn, just stands there blank faced as if he doesn't see the dagger in Angelica's hand and smiles lovingly at her, "What would you have of me, Mistress? " he said in that same submissive tone, kneeling before her with pleading in his eyes.

Angelica smiles as she steps in close, "I would like you to die" , she says as she leans over and presses the dagger into his chest to Peirce his heart.

Davyn doesn't even scream, he just smiles as he slowly falls into his final rest,"Anything for yo..." he manages before falling on his side. and exhales his last breath.

It takes a bit before angelica stands up and wipes the dagger on his cloak and reaches down to cut his purse to make it look like a normal mugging. she was so much in shock with what happened she almost didn't even realize the weight of the purse. It must have contained most of the family's fortune, they must have been betting everything on this deal that went bad. She smiles as she slips the large pouch into her satchel and then walks away, after making sure there was no one around to see her leave. Did I touch the one power...could it be that I could be an Aes Sedai? I should go to the White tower...Imagine what I could do with that kind of power..The great Lord would be pleased...he would....No...The White Tower would be the last place I should be...They are very powerful, but what would they do if they found out I worshiped the The Great Lord...They would kill me, and they would find out..who knows what they are capable of..they could probably just look right at me and yell out, "You are a darkfriend!, Seize her!"...No...I can't go there...but I have such strong potential...I need to learn...but how?...

Angelica turns around and starts to head up a different way...to the Inn, that she said her oaths to the dark one for the first time...there she has Friends...who may know more on what she can do. The Inn, "The Sailors Den" was a simple establishment, high class for being a Dock Inn. the common patrons are Ship captains and other Trade merchants. a place where they could meet and strike there deals. but among Friends of the Dark, it is much more. She steps inside and flashes the hand signal for DF business and the Innkeeper nods towards on of the private rooms. she steps inside and looks around and takes a seat in the Empty room, pouring herself a glass of Wine while she waits for the Innkeeper to see to her. Ivan was the leader of her Darkfriend circle...if anyone would know what she can do...he would..