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“So you see it is not so hard to do but you do need to pay attention .If you do not you run the risk of catching a finger in the blade and that means goodbye to the finger.” Owen was demonstrating how to make a quarterstaff to a small group of Guardians. Although they all carried enough weapons top outfit a small army there was always times when even this vast an armoury would run out and one needed to use what one could find. “Obviously we do not always have access to equipment such as you see here, but if you can find a good straight length of wood and a knife, you can over come that and produce a passable quarterstaff.” Owen finished what he was doing and held it up so that everyone could see what he was on about. “Now your task for the rest of the day is to take only a knife, whatever knife you have with you, and go in search of a stout length of wood and return here no later than sundown with your finished quarterstaff.” Realisation hit the group as they contemplated a journey through the forest in the pouring rain. It was not the sort of day to be outside, nor was it the sort of weather to be hunting that elusive tree branch. But as Owen had often told them when they had complained, they were not Aes Sedai, and they were not able to control the weather. That meant they had to be able to do what was necessary come what may. Slowly they trouped out of the shed they were in, and Owen and John collected all their weapons, even those that were hidden, which the two Rangers always managed to find, and made their way into the sodden forest in search their ever-elusive quarry. Once John had departed, to keep a wary eye on the group, Owen returned to the workbench but instead of settling down to continue his work he spoke in a soft voice, “You can come out now, they have all gone and no one will disturb us.” Owen was not entirely sure who it was that had been spying on the lesson he had been teaching, but their scent was familiar and as she stepped out from the gloom of the shed he smiled to himself. “So would you mind telling me why you were skulking back there and why I should not turn you over to the Sages to show you the error of your ways?” There was no threat in his words, if anything the over riding emotions was amusement. The lesson this day had not been anything that he would not have gladly taught to anyone who had asked so by hiding out, this miscreant had not learned anything secret. Owen The WhiteWolf Ranger Leader
The wind blew off the lake in cool gusts blowing Miryana’s long hair out behind her. A roaring fire blazed in the middle of the secluded stand of fir trees she had selected for tonight’s lesson. Close by Korrena sat starring into the fire the flames dancing in her golden eyes. The girls pixie face held the perpetual look of mischief that always brought a smile to the Sage Leader’s face. The girl had been sent to her for her intermediate dream training though she often wondered if it was Anton’s idea of a joke. The girl was full of passion but more often than not that passion was directed to pulling pranks on others. The campsite was sparse with only a basket of food to one side and their sleeping rolls laid out before the fire. Stars blanketed the night sky like so many dreams all full of possibilities. Tonight she wondered what those possibilities would bring as she turned toward Korrena. “You have been taught to enter the wolf dream and not harm yourself child. Tonight we will go further and I will begin to show you some of the wonders and horrors that await the unwary and untrained.” Sitting down she crossed her legs and beckoned Korrena to join her. The girl sat the slight grin on her face as it always was unless she was trying to feign innocence for some prank laid at her feet. “We will meditate and achieve a deep trance and I want you to enter the dream from there. Remember concentrate on this spot so that you enter the dream right where we are. After we have entered the dream I will take you to a populated area. The stedding won’t do as Woflkin guard their dreams and we are looking for those with dreams unguarded. We are looking for people in the world of dreams who do not know they are there, and perhaps we may even find a nightmare.” She fixed Korrena with a wicked smile as the girl almost squealed in delight. She had no idea what she was in for and Miryana almost felt sorry for her if they did find themselves in a nightmare. “The wolves will guard us while we are gone so come lets begin.” Closing her eyes she slowed her breathing and within moments stood in the wolf dream waiting for Korrena to join her. She was dressed in traditional Domani clothing, a dark green dress clung to her body. When Korrena appeared she chuckled at the others outfit or lack thereof. It took time to get used to even smallest things in the world of dreams.
The cool morning air blew through Miryana’s long red hair as she busied herself about the clearing awaiting her charges. Today she would take several young Wolfkin into the mountains and teach them about what life was like for a Sage. They would be away from the Stedding for several days and she had told those interested to pack accordingly. It had been several weeks since she had hung the announcement outside the infirmary informing those interested of the trip. The response had been more eager than she had anticipated. Most young Wolfkin chose the excitement and glory of the Rangers or Trackers and fewer and fewer had shown interest in the Sages. It made her heart light that several had shown so much interest in her teachings. The clearing she waited in was just north of the inn and those joining her had been told to meet here just after breakfast. Good weather seemed to favor the trip at lest for the moment and for that she was thankful. Checking her pack that lay near the stump of an old oak she made sure she had all she needed one last time. Satisfied she stood and smoothed out her dark green blouse. She wore tight leather trousers for the trip with soft boots that laced up to her calves. Thinking over what she planned on teaching Miryana smiled. Of course she would show them the use of herbs and salves and how to commune with nature. But it was the dream the interested most of those who would learn from her. The Sages were masters of the dream and of all the Wolfkin they held dominion over it and guarded its secrets. Only Owen was equal to the Sages in this regard and knew its secrets as they did. Sitting down beside her back she crossed her legs and waited. OOC: I will give a few days for those joining the rp. Please give me a ooc description of your character or include it in your post. Let the mischief begin
Sighing, Anton nodded at Aleeza and thanked her for the favour she'd done. As the Wolfsister departed, Anton focused on the favour that Aleeza had granted. Korrena, the youngest sister of her three students, a bundle of trouble that he had trouble keeping tabs on and a truant from the lessons he was meant to be giving her today. The idea of being able to talk to wolves and play with them might have captured the girl's attention, but when it had come to the prospect of training, the girl had proved entirely recalcitrant. Well, not so much training as a whole, she had been happy to go to classes that were shared with her sisters. The moment that Anton had split the classes up, the girl had become completely disinterested with the notion of training. Even now, the girl was fidgeting as he looked at her, and she wasn't making eye contact. Well, at least she had the grace to be a bit shamefaced about all of this. Caught helping herself to some of the sweets at the inn where she was caught, he'd have to go and settle that bill no doubt with Wall the next time he was there. At least Aleeza had bailed her out before Owen had turned up, Owen probably would have thought Korrena was a darkfriend and tried to kill her. Well, maybe not, sweets from the inn weren't his beloved flute that he used to torture the surrounding woodlands. He'd probably have to go and get something for Aleeza as well to make up for having to involve herself, be a good chance to get to know her properly as well. He'd been meaning to speak to her since he'd assisted with her training but never had the right excuse. Anton almost gave into the temptation to berate her, no point in that though. Now was the time for teaching, he could tell Korrena's sisters what she'd been up to and let them deal with it, they'd have a better chance of getting through. "Its nice to finally have you here Korrena, I was almost beginning to think that you weren't going to show up." Using his stave to help haul himself to his feet, now that she was here, in the area of the wood that he had taken to using for training, far enough from others that they wouldn't be disturbed, man or wolf. Reaching to his belt, Anton produced a long strip of cloth that he tossed to his apprentice. "Blindfold, tie it on and take my hand. The first step of your training will be to train your senses. One of the gifts a Wolfkin receives is an enhancement of each of these. While your eyesight naturally improves because we constantly use that sense consciously, the others need a bit of work to develop. Hence you need to deprive yourself of your sight to better understand these." As soon as Korrena had complied, Anton took her right hand and led her deeper into the woodland, taking care to make sure she wouldn't trip. As much as it was about the senses, this particular part of the test was about trust. Eventually, Anton came to a stop as he spoke. "Now, I'm going to let go of your hand. You're to use your senses to determine what is around you, describe each new thing you surmise as you go." Letting go of Korrena, Anton stepped clear and allowed her to begin. Anton Averdal Farpaw OOC: Describe our setting :) Also, your talents will allow you to pick up a couple of things that you mightn't otherwise, up to you to decide what they are. Perhaps there is moisture in the air that you can smell clearly because of a slight damp in dead wood around you, etc, whatever you choose :)