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Madoc stood there listening to the instructions he was being given by the Wise One, and was having a hard time comprehending those instructions for two reasons. The first was an easy reason, they didn't make sense, this was a job for a Seai Doon, or maybe a Tain Shari, and he didn't see how a Stone Dog would do as well as either of them in it. But, what could you do? When a Wise One bid you do something, you just did it. The second reason he was having trouble concentrating was more troubling, that was because the Wise One who was giving him the instruction; Mordre was always distracting to hi
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She knew the way, all the Aiel did. Rhuidean was a sacred place to the People and even if they were forbidden to walk within its walls, the paths that led there were burned into every Aiel's memory. Mordre was no different. She stood outside the barrier to the city, feeling it but not seeing anything to distinguish it from the air around her. Shri said that was her first hint that this path had been chosen for her, that she could feel things she couldn't see. She stepped through the barrior, feeling somehow different now that she was inside. It felt strange, like all of her senses were dimmed -
Cenn had arrived at the Hold maybe fifteen minutes before he settled. He walked casually across the scarce Hold. Many of his men were near Cairhien, or stationed in various parts of the Car'a'carns land. He had just arrived back from Cairhien, spending nearly a week there to reacquaint and tell the warriors that stationed there of Ghauls disappearance and his raising. The dragon tattoo that slid up his right arm still felt awkward, as he could feel the scales sickly attach themselves to the base to the shoulder of his arm. It was gold, yet had a tinge of green towards it. He closed h
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The new dawn kissed the tens of spears that became hundreds, the hundreds that became thousands, the thousands that moved as one as they converged on the eastern gates of Cairhien. All of them marched with a single purpose, vengeance, vengeance for the crime that had been committed against them. Prisoners stolen from them in the middle of the night, thousands of their people lying ill in their tents if not murdered by the work of poisoners who had infiltrated their camp, for the deaths of many gai’shain, for the slaying of a Wise One, for the ambushes of their warriors by thieves and cut
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Most people walked past the old Wise One without really seeing her. She had become a fixture, seated in what looked like a very uncomfortable position atop the rock outcropping in the center of the Hold. As unmoving as the stone beneath her she watched the comings and goings with sharp eyes though no one noticed. Near mid-day as the sun pounded down on the desert a young boy hesitantly approached her with a skin of water which she accepted with a regal nod. Glancing back at his companions the boy, Chinara thought him to be no more than eight or nine years, shuffled his feet and cleared his thr
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[FIRST BUBBLE] Talbs looked up in earnest as the shift in the winds caused anusual shutter over her dark sunkisses skin. The morning had done nothing to ease her unsurety. Since breaking from the maiden tents and the hair on the back of her neck swayed int he winds with unease. Even the wise ones that sat around thier tent looked no more comfortable about the winds than she did. Brushing a loose white curl behind her ear she pulled her shoufa into place. "There be foul winds today, sister." A woman walked up beside her ,passing Talbitha her Spear. She only accepted her treasured we
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OOC: The stone dogs are a little different than the other Societies. We're doing our initiation into the society before the warrior training. Since you wish to be a Stone Dog and all are taught to fight from a young age I'm working under the assumption that your character has already learned all of the basic fighting skills. Your actual "Training" which will occur after your initiation will be society specific and help to advance your weapons score as advertised in the Aiel Policy post. So without further ado much of this post is simply you writting. If you look in the Off Site boards under t
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Chinara sat atop a rock outcropping, legs folded gracefully beneath her bulky wool gown and her hair swept beneath her shawl, now intricately folded around her head to keep off the worst of the sun. Circled around her like a flock of birds sat the children of the Hold. Several of the smaller boys, instead of sitting, crouched low clutching imaginary spears as they listened to the old Wise One recount the story of Laman’s Sin, and not a few girls as well. Chinara had a knack for storytelling, for bringing a tale to life. Though she spotted Covina waiting patiently to one side she continu
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Alcair Dal ~ A day of competition and honor ~ All Aiel
Guest posted a topic in WoT Role Play's RP Archives
The footrace ~ First Competition of the Aiel Day of Games The festivities had started at dawn, when the relentless sun was still faint in the eastern sky and the wetlander peddlers could still move about, without dizzy spells or sweating so profusely they spoiled their wares. The gaishain had been hard at work long before and the scents of the feast later to come permeated the valley and heightened the anticipation of everyone. Already the Aiel of Dragonmount Hold had diminished the stores of the peddlers – the books had gone first, for high and heated prices. Next the many tape
