Jasmine can clearly see that the Ogier has taken many viscious strikes which may even now be seeping blood.
Ryvin's eyebrows rise nearly to her hairline as she watches Jasmine work.
"That's... certainly more interesting-looking than what they taught me back at the Tower," she says. "Have they updated the curriculum, or is this advanced stuff that they don't want the Novices to know about?"
Amorial listens to Ryvin's statement, "Tell me sisters, is it the reappearance of the Dragon that has allowed for the discovery of new powers or are the wielders of the One Power simply becoming more creative in their use of it? As you may well know, there are many myths surrounding the Age of Legends which seemed preposterous at least until now. Now it seems there are many wonders to be rediscovered from this time period".
You wouldn't know how much relief it brings me to hear that Egwene Al'Vere is the Amyrlin, even though it might sound strange. In fact, it's the best news I've heart since Litheene suddenly quiets herself Since we've been through the portal stone
Litheene watches the weave as it forms and flows into Amorial's body. Is that healing? It can't be what I think it is. On the other hand, it won't be the first lost weave to reappear as of late The Dragon is the dawn of a new age, bringing forth long forgotten discovery. For thousands of year Aes Sedai tried to recreate weaves such as this, using creativity and study, however, this is the first time I've seen or heard anyone using such healing. Jasmine, I'm intrigued to ask, were did you saw that weave?
You feel a strong sense of wonder, as if something miraculous, and good, happened.
Trying new stuff and taking risks can often lead to burning out, and even collateral damage. Aren't I one to talk. It's a wonder I can still channel after the quickened embrace stunt, not to mentions the other experiments However, you are quite possibly right, try new things is the first step in learning new things
Litheene turns serious, addressing Jasmine Have you really seen a weave to cure stilling? I'll be very grateful to learn this weave. Some of our friends as of late were attacked by a rather vicious dark friend, who knew how to sever Litheene intentionally avoids saying "Black Ajah" out loud, as there are servants around them, and this subject is not something the tower is proud of, however the implication is obvious.
Also, you are quite far away from Salidar. Do you plan getting back to the Salidari camp soon? I believe the Ashaman will be willing to make a gateway for us
Enjoy dinner, I'll be glad to talk to you to discuss our situation regarding Elaida's victory at Domai Wells
Bidding Jasmine farewell, Litheene submerges in the hot water, releasing Saidar. As Vala's feelings wash through her, she no longer fights them, simply observing, while her body relaxes from it's recent hardships.
The feeling of euphoria disappears, replaced by contemplated concentration and the feeling of taking a good bath
Vala smiles seeing keelix and than winces a bit more. Damn this pain, its annoying, I beat litheene can't handle pain as well as i can she thinks to her self as he approaches her her stomach growls as she blushes deeply.
"Uh..yeah sure...So maybe we could eat here than?" she aks looking about and feels her cheeks turn read. Hopefully Litheene isn't feeling as hot and nervous as i am right now
Keelix smiles at Vala, stopping very close to her. He looks down into her eyes and in a low voice he says, "Perhaps a bath can be had after a meal? I will wash your back if you will wash mine?"
"Perhaps a bath can be had after a meal? I will wash your back if you will wash mine?"[/b]
she blushes as she looks at Keelix "Sure, My sisters always said i was gonna snare me a southerner" she says as she giggles a bit and seems to relax standing.
" Yes I would love to have you wash me anytime" she says as she leans in close and leans her head on your shoulder"Though as a pupil you have a lot more to learn"
Keelix's hand strokes a line down Vala's spine to rest just above her hip. His voice a deep rumble that she can feel as much as hear, Keelix says, "Would you rather get...clean...before we eat?"
"Sure, I'll probably work up an appetite while we bathe anyways" she says giggling like the school girl as she smiles and blushes.
Vala grips your hand and flags down a servant "Uh, Hi could you lead us to the bath house please"she says looking over at keelix and turning beat red.
Keelix looks at the servant and smiles, "And please send up food for seven to this room. Thank you."
Amorial will sleep and snore so loudlyit will be a miracle any of you can sleep and even enter the Dreamworld....
Your room is a welcome site. Safe and cozy. Fresh water and food have been delivered while you were away. Clothes have been laid out upon the beds, a set for sleeping in, and another for tomorrow. A note, marked with the letter T on the front reads
Since i was there when you showed up, i noticed that you all were lacking clothes. I took the liberty of having clothing provided to you. Its nothing nice, just something for an emergency to provide decency. I look forward to having you all for breakfast tomorrow. Pleasant dreams
-T
Climbing into bed, after having set wards around the room to prevent intrusion, you curl up under the blankets and quickly fall asleep.
For Ryvin and Litheene, an explosion of emotions rides through their bonds, forcing them to feel unintended feelings.
You fall asleep, and immediately awaken in your bed chambers, the strange feeling of Tel'aran'rhoid flowing through you.
Litheene arranges stuff near the bed, weaving her wards, then puts the power items under her pillow. Overcome with tiredness, she begins to drift into sleep the moment she's in bed, only to be awakened by a sudden blast of emotions from Vala Is she ... oh light! Realizing she must sleep for tomorrow, Litheene struggles with the feelings, part of her wanting to give in to the pleasure. Saidar is life itself, and I can let go of it, I mustn't be drowned by Vala's emotions, I have to maintain control! fighting in part with herself, and in part with the bond, Litheene gradually manages to distance herself for Vala's emotional reflection, utilizing her training in control at the tower. For once grateful for the weariness of her torn body and the healing, Litheene eventually falls to exhausted sleep.
Once done with the bath Vala comes up all relaxed. She grabs some food and than heads to the sleeping chamber she sits at the foot of Litheenes bed and sits cross legged. She than slides her swords in front of her and slumps forward ready to spring if need be. She rltakes one last fleeting glance to Keelix and smiles than lowers her head and begins to slip in to sleep.
Ryvin goes to her room, sets her ward and climbs into bed. Barely has her head hit the pillow when she starts to feel... 'things'. Alien, unimaginable things. It takes her a few uncomfortable moments to figure out just what she is feeling, and then...
Shuddering, Ryvin closes her eyes. 'I need to talk to him,' she tells herself again. 'We need to deal with what happened to us in that ruddy basement. It can't go on like this. It just... can't.'
Sleep claims Ryvin -- and she slices through it like a shark through water, ending up in the Dreaming Place she has known so well for so long.
'Tel'aran'rhiod.'
The Wilder shrugs. It was the Dreaming Place to her first. A new name is going to take some getting used to.
As casual as anything, Ryvin steps out of bed and focuses. A black dress with divided riding skirts materializes on her body, a chain shirt hanging over that. A thick, leather band gently surrounds her neck, and trousers and supple boots hug her legs.
'Let's see if I can find the ones we lost. A high place seems like the right spot to start.'
Ryvin Altessar goes forth, and pushes the door to the corridor open.
Clean, fed, and "refreshed," Keelix cannot keep the smile off his face for long. He returns to his room with one last smile and caress for the departing Vala. The food, activity, and bath conspire to put him under in record time, and almost immediately he finds himself dreaming.
He is once again Long Fang, though the words the human part of his mind attaches to his name are totally insufficient to the task, shakes his fur as one who has just awakened. He knew the dream would be here as well. With a few sniffs to the air, he begins running, seeking his brothers and sisters.
Sitting with Mazrim, you have a simple dinner of beef stew, and you talk about simple things, things in your past that are funny, are serious, that make you both wonder. As the dinner progresses, Taim gets a serious look upon his face.
Jasmine, As you know, I need to speak to the rebel Amyrlin about rescuing the Dragon from Eladia. I dare not send in any of my own men, for fear of accidents occuring to them, or to the rebel camp. Yet the Creator has smiled upon me, for he has gifted me with a viable option. A third party so to speak.
WHile i was in Cairhein, evacuating the citizens, i was near the portal stone in the Kings Courtyard, and one moment i was alone, the next, a group of people and a couple of fades popped into existence. Acting fast, my men destroyed the fades, and i was able to convince these new comers to follow me through the gateway.
Now, they bath and eat in this castle, and i have already talked to them about sending them to the camp to act as my negotiators, for several of the women can channel.
I have a favor to ask. Can you help convince them to go to Salidar and speak to the Armylin? And if they go, can you go with them, to ensure that they dont make a mistake that I'd regret?
A wolf appears in front of Keelix, its hackles up, fangs bared. long fang, you are different. I smell a b~~%! upon you; you prance like a pup fresh from the den. And yet, you smell different, surreal, not one with this land. As if you are wolf in wolf skin... The wolf, Guardian images of a young pup, facing down a mountain cat in a rocky gorge, the sun warming the back while the cat attempts to move past the pup, the pup who protects his injured pack mates snarls,
you do not belong here, and yet you do. Odd with that, the wolf turns and leaps away, disappearing from sight.
You open the door and immediately step onto, or do you appear?, a high hill, far outside the city. The city appears as a large blob upon the landscape, farms cross thatching the land for miles around it. A forest, large, black, dense, covers larger area of land, blocking sight from penetrating it. A sharp black object pierces the foliage crown, glittering a dull black to your eyes.
Ryvin frowns and looks behind her, checking for the presence - or absence - of the door she just stepped through.
'Something's funny, here. All the other times I came, the land was at least stable...'
As soon as she has ascertained whether the way back is there or not, Ryvin casts her eye on the glittering object in an attempt to identify it.