Author Ewwww! Stop that! Mikaela Joined: Apr 26, 2000 Posted: 2002-07-02 19:18 -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I've been reading posts over the past few days and I've seen this thing where people put \\marks\\ around a phrase and they can actually get around the censor for those nasty little words we're not supposed to be using. Now I've noticed that it's not intentional per se, but if you use quotation marks around something it puts the \\marks\\ around it also. For example I am typing \"quotation mark symbols with the words ~quotation mark symbols~ \" between them. Bet they come up with the \\marks\\. That's so annoying. Argh. Stop that! Anyway, when the dust settles from the server move and the tequila has been passed around, someone might want to take a look at it. Mika -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Wander Joined: Apr 25, 2001 Posted: 2002-07-02 19:26 -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Welcome to Mika's insanity everybody :-) [ This Mail was edited by: Wander on 2002-07-02 19:27 ] -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Mikaela Joined: Apr 26, 2000 Posted: 2002-07-02 19:38 -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Mikaela looks around the room sternly, her face a mask of calm. She gracefully steps aside and points to Gleeman Saynata. Saynata steps forward and flourishes her cloak to get the room's entire attention. Then in a carrying voice she intones, \"Mikaela Sedai has no sense of humor we are aware of.\" That said, she steps back and nods at Mikaela, who nods back before leaving the room. Seeing the Aes Sedai leave the Gleeman motions for everyone to be very, very quiet. She counts to twenty under her breath and breaks into a grin. \"Ladies and Gentlemen, Mikaela Sedai has left the building!\" As a collective sigh of relief ripples through the room, Mikaela's voice carries down the corridor, \"I heard that!\" -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Daeron Joined: Jun 08, 2002 Posted: 2002-07-02 19:41 -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- And I thought I Mud too much! -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Mikaela Joined: Apr 26, 2000 Posted: 2002-07-02 19:47 -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Gleeman Saynata peers at Daeron quizzically. \"I'm sorry,\" she says, clearly puzzled. \"Someone has obviously spiked my ale. Mud? You mud too much? That explains the dirt behind your ears.\" Saynata coughs discreetly and whispers, \"Baerlon. Try Baerlon. While you're there, get a fluffy white bath towel. They are wonderful things!\" Returning her attention to the room full of people she calls out, \"That goes for all of you! Baerlon! Here we go! The sights, the sounds, the slot machines!!!\" Dozens of people turn dubious gazes upon the Gleeman, clearly confused. \"What the heck is a slot machine?\" a male voice calls from the back... -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Daeron Joined: Jun 08, 2002 Posted: 2002-07-02 19:55 -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Gleemen. *sigh* Women. *another sigh* *wonders if it rhymed, especially without the sighs* -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Saynata Joined: Jul 22, 2001 Posted: 2002-07-02 21:52 -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Gleeman Saynata slowly awakens, her eyelashes fluttering in the day's new light. Cringing, she closes her eyes against the light and shifts the thick, woolen blanket off of her body. \\\"What an odd dream.\"\\ Without any particular recognition of her whereabouts last night, she attributes her headache to a drink-off with her brother Ragnar, or some spiked ale in the tavern. She would have to tell Warden Lancelot that that was /not/ an appropriate way to pick up women. Saynata shuffles around until she reaches her gouged, battered desk, then looks down. She screams, loud enough to wake the occupants of The Queen's Blessing. /\"Visit Baerlon\"/ The door opens and Mikaela Sedai steps in, in front of a balding old man.\\\"Saynata, meet Baerlon's Minister of Tourism.\"\\. \\\"Damned compulsion weave...\"\\ -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Nest Joined: Oct 20, 2001 From: Montreal, Canada Posted: 2002-07-02 22:19 -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I'm afraid. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Mikaela Joined: Apr 26, 2000 Posted: 2002-07-02 22:33 -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Mikaela Sedai raised one eyebrow in amusement. \"Compulsion, Gleeman? Hardly. Rather, you got rather drunk in some foolhardy drinking contest.\" At the mention of \"drinking contest\" Saynata clutched her head and moaned slightly. \"Oh my...\" she whispered as her head throbbed. \"Please tell me I at least won...\" Mikaela Sedai chuckled and shook her head. \"I'm afraid not. You deserve whatever head you have this morning. Vulgar displays of talentless lyrics deserve that kind of anguish visited back upon those who inflicted it.\" Saynata blinked a few times. \"Is this going anywhere, Aes Sedai?\" \"Why yes, it is,\" Mikaela Sedai said. \"As mentioned, this man heads up the Tourism board for Baerlon. You made some kind of arrangement with him last night, and I'm here to make sure you honor it.\" Saynata winced, barely remembering a bet and a cherry-spitting contest. \"While you honor it,\" Mikaela Sedai continued, \"I'd like you to escort this girl with you. She needs to run an errand for me.\" The Aes Sedai raised one hand imperiously and beckoned someone from the hallway. A young woman ducked in and curtsied, not even raising her head to smile. Mikaela Sedai made an exasperated sound in the back of her throat. \"Straighten up!\" she snapped. \"Either you have a spine and can think for yourself or you can spend your life washing dishes.\" The Aes Sedai nodded as the girl straightened and cast her eyes demurely on the ground. \"Much better. Deference to authority, yes. Spineless toadying, no.\" Saynata watched the exchange in wincing amazement, wondering why in the world Mikaela Sedai was chastizing an Accepted in her room of the Inn, with a strange man present. Just to check, she pinched herself. Hard. \"OUCH!\" she exclaimed. Mikaela Sedai's serene eyes turned upon her. \"Did you say something?\" Before Saynata could answer she continued, \"Now, be good for the Gleeman, Accepted Nest, and try very hard to not pick up her habits.\" Mikaela Sedai gathered her skirts and swept from the room, leaving the two young women and the fat balding man to stare at each other as if they'd been caught in the eye of a hurricane. \"Now about that towel franchise-\" the man began. \"What in bloody hell makes her think she--\" Saynata exploded at the same time. \"Like I needed this?\" Accepted Nest murmured. \"I heard that!\" Mikaela Sedai called up the stairs from the main floor. All three of them looked at each other and had a sudden fit of giggles. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Saynata Joined: Jul 22, 2001 Posted: 2002-07-03 00:53 -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Saynata sat straight in the saddle, pulling her wide-brimmed hat down against the sun's painful rays. Yawning slightly, she peered to her left at the Accepted, Nest. \"So, Accepted..."\ Saynata tilted her head to the side, dark ringlets swaying to her right. \"You're sure that you don't have anything to clear up this headache?"\ Accepted Nest glared at her with that creepy, emotionless Wannabe-White-Ajah-Aes- Sedai gaze and Saynata winced. \"If it wasn't for you, Gleeman, I would never have had to leave the city for that wench Sedai."\ The Gleeman snickered softly. \"You're already acting according to the three oaths."\ Saynata then called ahead. \"Ho, to the man of Baerlon! What exactly are we doing?"\ The man, in accordance, turned. \"Well, ladies...as you may know, the Baths in Baerlon are famous and notorious for-"\ Nest cut him off, as she was in a particularly foul mood as it was. \"We know what happens there, old man. They take all your clothes, then arrest you for streaking. It's got to be the most lucrative business in that hole of a town."\ The old man blanched, and Saynata let out a low whistle, then had a coughing fit. The man gripped his hat by it's thick brim and kneaded it. \"Well, the point is...we've been having a hard time keeping people in there and because of that, we've got too many towels."\ Nest and Saynata snorted at the same time, then looked up at eachother. \"Saynata..."\ he gave her legs a particularly weighing look, and she frowned. \"Is going to be helping our bath attendants. She'll make the baths more appealing and sell towels, I think. I don't know what our lady channeler is doing. She doesn't look so bad, herself."\ In unison: \"Oh light...MIIIIIKAAAEEEELAAA!"\ [ This Mail was edited by: Saynata on 2002-07-03 00:55 ] -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Toranga Joined: Jul 22, 2001 From: California, US Posted: 2002-07-03 02:52 -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I wish i had as much time as mikaela... -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Plunk Joined: Nov 09, 2001 Posted: 2002-07-03 03:00 -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Loving this. OMG!!!! Am I loving this. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Mahlinde Joined: May 31, 2002 From: Brisbane Australia Posted: 2002-07-03 05:59 -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- WOW! Maybe it's not so bad the server is a bit dodgy at the moment. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I can't wait until the next addition to this classic tale !!!!! Mahlinde -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Daeron Joined: Jun 08, 2002 Posted: 2002-07-03 07:47 -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- As long as Im out of the story for good And seriously, I love it too -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Richter Joined: Apr 22, 2001 Posted: 2002-07-03 07:52 -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- As Richter slowly and stealthly walks into the room, he brushes the dust from his cloak. Listening to this bable of Mikaela Sedias, he shouts across the room 'Stay out of my town you crazys!' He then procedes to sit in the corner and get mercelesly drunk, babeling something about 'independince day' Wootah! tommorrow is the forth, which is Kahrd's BDay IRL, so if he gets on, give him hell, and give him lots of fireworks -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Curtis Joined: May 15, 2002 Posted: 2002-07-03 08:00 -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Bored at ''school'' again Richter? -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Iliana Joined: Jan 19, 2002 Posted: 2002-07-03 08:01 -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA!!! Nest, u know ur loving that description of u!! roflmao!! On the other hand... *blink* how about 2 Accepteds in the story? and please let's not include Mika's study in this one...*winces* -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Saynata Joined: Jul 22, 2001 Posted: 2002-07-03 08:15 -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Saynata is played by Melissa Mika is played by Theresa We both have quick hands and some spare time. It's her turn. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Richter Joined: Apr 22, 2001 Posted: 2002-07-03 08:27 -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- yes curtis, bored as always id also request that you crazys stay away from my town, baerlon [ This Mail was edited by: Richter on 2002-07-03 08:28 ] -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Mephisto Joined: Apr 23, 2002 Posted: 2002-07-03 08:36 -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I'll come to baerlon Richter. DIE! ________________ Author Ewwww! Stop that! Richter Joined: Apr 22, 2001 Posted: 2002-07-03 08:37 -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- come get some punk ass -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Mephisto Joined: Apr 23, 2002 Posted: 2002-07-03 08:37 -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I'll come to baerlon Richter. DIE! Restatting ''Losar the trolloc rogue'' again today as soon as the mud came up. Was statting around TTC last night and chased off some random level 31 guy with my newbie club... hehe. FEAR! -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Richter Joined: Apr 22, 2001 Posted: 2002-07-03 08:39 -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- lol, hey meph, we going to go get kahrd this weekend or have you even talked to him? -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Saynata Joined: Jul 22, 2001 Posted: 2002-07-03 09:36 -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Mephisto and Ritaker frolicked through the forest, dancing and singing in tune to the birds. Saynata peered over at Nest. \"Compulsion weave?\" Nest blinked and shook her head. \"They're just idiot men.\" -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Curtis Joined: May 15, 2002 Posted: 2002-07-03 10:03 -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- RIchter... ''Frolic'' by my house today (i will actually be awake at the time you roll thru) cause we need to get stuff straight with Lunatic Lual. Need to know how many tickets to by... gotta call Kahrd see if he is going, go call Foil see if he is going etc. Tell Mira to come bearing balconies of cleavage muhahah. Not gonna happen but wouldn't it be cool heh. Come by house. -Curtis al'Lowe of House Drunken Bennie -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Richter Joined: Apr 22, 2001 Posted: 2002-07-03 10:11 -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- *nod curtis* and its RICHTER not ritaker saynata get it right you fool woman -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Mikaela Joined: Apr 26, 2000 Posted: 2002-07-03 10:14 -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Saynata growled under her breath. \"Of course. Idiot men. The Creator's reason for the Compulsion Weave in the first place...\" Nest looked at Saynata in cool, abject logic. \"Now how would you know anything about weaves, Gleeman?\" she asked. \"If you were to go wear Novice white for the next 50 years then you might have enough knowledge to speak of simple things such as Lightball, but until that ever happens, you have nothing as a reference to speak of forbidden weaves.\" Saynata stared at Nest a moment, dumbfounded. \"Do you know... for a moment there... you sounded just like Mikaela Sedai!\" The blood drained from Nest's face and she swayed in the saddle. Then she bit her lip and said quietly, \"Take that back. Now.\" Saynata felt the blood in her veins turn to ice in a prickling of fear. \"I'm sorry! I was just... joking. Yes, joking! It's what Gleemen do!\" Nest looked at Saynata suspiciously. \"Poor joke. Completely not logical for you to compare me to that Aes Sedai.\" Before Saynata could answer the Tourism man called in a proud yet sweeping voice, \"Here we are, Gleeman, Accepted!\" Saynata and Nest reigned their horses to a stop and looked down the road at the wall ahead, rooftops rising beyond it. Several guards were positioned outside a small gate, their armor polished to a high sheen. Saynata rolled her eyes. \"Baerlon,\" she half-whispered to the Accepted. She nudged her horse into a slow walk, and the Accepted followed suit. As the three came closer to the gate a man in fine silks stepped forward, a gaudy cape of blue embroidered with silver fishes swirling around his shoulders and down to his boots. His shirt was a garish yellow color, and his pants were a murky brown. His hair was slicked back and his days-old beard, certainly meant to be fashionable, failed considerably. He made a mocking half-bow and grabbed the reins of Saynata's horse. \"Welcome to Baerlon, my sister!\" he said with a sly smile. \"Ritaker!\" Saynata laughed, looking down at him. \"Obviously you've been away from the Borderlands a while...\" Saynata glanced aside at the Accepted, who was looking at Ritaker with cool detachment mixed with revulsion. The Gleeman leaned down so only Ritaker could hear her. \"Obviously you haven't been home to get your newly-issued snazzy duds,\" she chuckled. Ritaker blinked, let go of the reins, and looked down at himself in surprise. \"What's wrong with my clothes?\" he demanded. \"I picked them out myself!\" \"That would explain it,\" Nest said, speaking to him for the first time. She looked at Saynata and said evenly, \"Not compulsion. Just an idiot man.\" Saynata giggled and then struggled to straighten her face. She turned to the fat balding man and said, \"Well, Oh Nameless Tourism Board Person, let's see what's in store for us. Into Baerlon we go!\" The gate began to open, creaking on its chainwork... -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Nest Joined: Oct 20, 2001 From: Montreal, Canada Posted: 2002-07-03 10:59 -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I feel so used. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Saynata Joined: Jul 22, 2001 Posted: 2002-07-03 11:04 -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ((You weren't included, Richter. I don't lub joo. . )) Saynata, Ritaker and Nest sat around the from eachother in a small dive of a tavern that Baerlon prides itself on. Nest sips calmly on her small cup of tea, pinky out. Ritaker's face is slowly turning red from his early morning consumption, and Saynata looks bedraggled. The fat, balding, yet-to-be-named-estranged-man-that-runs-the-Tourism-Board was speaking with some guards, who in turn eyed the two women at the table. Saynata mewled and let her head fall into her hands, then to the table. \"This city's a hole. I wanna go home.\" Nest shot her the cold, calculating look (TM)she learned from Laena and pushes an untouched cup of tea towards the grounded Gleeman. \"Drink, child.\" Saynata talks to the air, apparently unaware of everyone else \"She just called me child. The little girl just called me a child. Light forbid...\" and promptly returned her head to the tabletop, wishing for some ale. Ritaker, holding the hem of his cloak mournfully in one hand, piped up for the seventh time in that many minutes. \"It's a nice cloak, very...\" The two women finished his sentence. \"fuzzy and soft, and warm, and it's a trusty cloak. We /know/.\" Ritaker gave them a confused look. \"It's all in fashion. Ro'deen told me so. He's so chic. Come on. We can go meet him now. I think his store's open. \" At this, Ritaker pulled a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to Nest, who studied it. Nest had trouble restraining herself. \"You're never going to believe this, Gleeman...\" -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Richter Joined: Apr 22, 2001 Posted: 2002-07-03 11:13 -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ohh bah on you saynata, bah i say, BAH! It is my duty as one of the protecters of Bearlon to promptly tell you to go somewhere else my city doesnt like your kind Richter, the Bearlon Thiefbane -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Mikaela Joined: Apr 26, 2000 Posted: 2002-07-03 11:28 -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Saynata blinked and said, \"In this hole I'd believe anything. What is it? Grayman? Trollocs?\" Saynata noticed Nest was holding paper and a horrified look took over her face. \"Oh dear Light, is that the menu? Tell me they're not serving their version of Mikaela Sedai's pancakes! Tell me! Tell me!\" Nest carefully folded the paper and clucked her tongue. \"So excitable,\" she said, and then lowered her voice. \"No, it's much worse than all those things combined. This is a job for Aes Sedai, but since there are none around...\" With a sigh Nest rose from the table. \"Come along, you two, and let's be quiet about this.\" Nest left without a backward glance. Ritaker and Saynata shrugged and followed. Nest was purposefully making her way down the street, stopping to peer at street signs before making turns. Just as Saynata thought she'd lost the Accepted, she realized they were in a dead-end street. Just ahead was a shop with a sign that proclaimed \"Ro'deen's House of Baerlon Fashions, Ltd.\" In the front glass window was an exact duplicate of what Ritaker was wearing, with the addition of bright purple slippers with gaudy golden tassles at the toes. Saynata groaned as she saw Nest enter the shop, the door closing firmly behind her. As Ritaker and Saynata drew closer they saw distinct flashes of light from inside the shop, and then heard panicked yells. Without a word Ritaker drew his weapon and launched himself toward the door, splintering it open upon its frame, a battle cry tearing from his throat. Saynata followed closely behind, her stance light on her toes as he eyes seemed to dart everywhere looking for danger. As they rushed through the remains of the doorway they saw Nest sitting quietly in a gaudily upholstered chair, and a man was literally plastered to the ceiling. He looked down in a panic, babbling with fear. Ritaker looked up and rounded on Nest fiercely. \"What did you do to Ro'deen?\" he demanded. Saynata did a double-take and started laughing. Tears ran down her face as she hunched over in hysterical giggles. In between gasps and laughs she said, \"Put him down, Accepted... that's no tailor!\" Nest said quietly, with great satisfaction, \"I know.\" Nonetheless, she did something and Ro'deen fell face-first to the floor in a heap of mismatched colors and textures. Saynata toed Ro'deen's semi-concious body over and pointed at it. \"This the guy who sold you those clothes, brother?\" Confused, Ritaker looked from his sister to Ro'deen and back again. \"Yes, this is the Master Tailor of Baerlon. Everyone wears his stuff...\" His voice trailed off. \"This isn't a tailor, Ritaker,\" Nest said. \"It's not?\" Ritaker asked. \"No,\" Saynata giggled. \"It's not. Stand up, Rodin, greet us properly...\" Rodin groaned and carefully stood up, rubbing his head. \"It's Ro'deen now,\" he replied with a glare. \"You see, brother, it's not your fault. Well, maybe it is, you taking fashion advice from Rodin,\" Saynata allowed. Her gaze swept around the shop and she winced at the mish-mash of silks, brocades, cottons, velvets and more all dyed in outrageous colors, all paired to pain the eye. Rodin drew himself up and looked haughty. \"I'll have you know that the Baerlon Tourism Board recognized my talent and personally asked me to come here and set up a shop!\" Nest looked at Saynata and tapped one finger to her lips. \"Compulsion?\" she asked. Saynata shook her head. \"Idiot men. No wonder this town is a hole.\" She turned her attention back to Ritaker and sighed. \"Rodin, are his clothes still around here somewhere?\" \"It's Ro'deen,\" Rodin insisted with a sniff. \"And yes, they're in the back, I'm going to use them for rags!\" Ritaker growled and wordlessly elbowed his way past Rodin to the back of the shop, disappearing into the back room. Saynata turned her attention back to Rodin, who was trying to get Nest's attention. \"Now, I have something that will be all the rage if Sheriam Sedai will take a look at it,\" he cackled, a bright smile on his face. He reached behind the counter and drew out a long bolt of white, shaking it out against his own body. Nest gasped. \"You like?\" Rodin asked, preening. Saynata rolled her eyes. Rodin sighed and ran one hand protectively over the fabric. \"You see, it's white,\" he began. \"I'm going to double-embroider it with white threads worked in silver, and then work it in false pearls and sequins, couple it with a low neckline and gauzy sleeves that will have a butterfly effect. the banded hem will be encrusted with false jewels, and I'm going to couple it all with a floppy hat of straw painted white and covered with a film of-- URK!\" Saynata looked to Nest, who was looking at Rodin who had resumed his place upside-down on the ceiling. Ritaker came out from the back of the shop, properly dressed in acceptable attire. He gave Rodin a disgusted look as he joined the women as they left. \"You going to leave him up there?\" Saynata asked Nest as they walked down the street. Nest flicked her wrist and from the end of the street came a large \"THUD!\" followed by creative cursing. \"No, Gleeman, he's down now.\" Saynata stopped and put her hands on her waist as she turned in a circle. \"Well, now we know why this place is such a hole. I'm getting out of here...\" -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Richter Joined: Apr 22, 2001 Posted: 2002-07-03 11:35 -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- *growl*... would you PLEASE stop calling bearlon a hole, otherwise ill be forced to... send rodin to TV -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Ceer Joined: Aug 30, 2000 Posted: 2002-07-03 11:42 -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Quote: -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- On 2002-07-03 08:15, Saynata wrote: We both have quick hands and some spare time. It's her turn. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- That could be taken out of context Oh, and BTW you are all crazy! [ This Mail was edited by: Ceer on 2002-07-03 11:44 ] -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Saynata Joined: Jul 22, 2001 Posted: 2002-07-03 12:04 -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ((You'll pay for that dirty mind of yours, Ceer, darling. Silly Englishman.)) The bright sun hung overhead, heralding the afternoon. Mikaela Sedai sat in the Gray Ajah's study aside her sisters Sedise and Karyn, a large, earthen-wear bowl in her lap. They all had particularly wicked smiles on their faces. Before them stood a stunning young Accepted who, by the looks of her dress, was Apprenticed to the Greens. "...let me get this straight. They sent Child Ceer, of all people, to negociate with the tower?" Accepted Iliana nodded, not quite understanding why the three women had suddenly become so happy. A few minutes ago, she'd been ordered to do penance for interrupting. Mikaela finally stood, handed the bowl off to Iliana with a short "Hold this." and picked up her embroidery, placing it in her belt pack. She left the chamber, calling over her shoulder. "To the Kitchens!" Mistress Laras looked at Mikaela Sedai complacently. "You will NOT be ruining my stove with those pancakes, Aes Sedai! I will not have it!" Mikaela's face turned icy, arctic, if you could be so bold. "Mistress Laras, I order you as an Honored Sister, a Sitter of the Hall, and as an Aes Sedai. Stand aside before I become more severe in my words." Laras turned a particularly nice shade of white, then stood aside. Sedise and Karyn gave Mikaela a nod of approval. "Step forth, Accepted Iliana. Bring me...the bowl of batter!" Iliana, still not sure what all the excitement was about, did so. Everyone had heard about Mika's pancakes. Iliana was witnessing an uncommon miracle at work. Mikaela rolled the gray silk sleeves of her dress up past her elbows, then took the bowl out of Iliana's hands. She lit the stove manually and began to cook, whipping out her burnt wooden spatula. Sedise walked to the sinks and grabbed a large, dry dish while Karyn searched for the dusty bottle of chunky syrup that Mikaela had put in a cabinet somewhere. In no time a plate of pancakes had been produced. They sure looked tasty. Mikaela looked Iliana in the eye. "Do not be fooled, Child. These pancakes are quite dreadful. She took off down the hall, taking the stairs two at a time. "TO THE DUNGEONS!" [ This Mail was edited by: Saynata on 2002-07-03 12:05 ] -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Mikaela Joined: Apr 26, 2000 Posted: 2002-07-03 13:31 -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The Gray Ajah moved purposefully toward the dungeons, the platter of pancakes held gingerly. They drew to a halt outside a large oak door bound by iron, padlocked over several times. Sedise smiled grimly as she dispersed the weaves holding the real locks shut. \"Ready?\" she asked Mikaela and Karyn. The two nodded back. Sedise opened the door and sent a ball of light into the darkness before them, lighting everything in a greenish hue. The room was empty except for a stout wooden table. Mikaela carefully set the plate of pancakes on the table and stepped back to the doorway. Sedise looked around the room and nodded in satisfaction. \"Grim, stark, and with the appropriate threat waiting. If Child Ceer wants to play games, this is where he will end up.\" The three Aes Sedai closed the door behind them as they left, the padlocks clicking closed without anyone touching them. \"Really, Mikaela, do we have to resort to such methods? They're so ... well, not elegant,\" Karyn asked under her breath. Mikaela shrugged. \"What works, works. People will believe what they want to, and their own minds will work against them.\" Karyn shook her head slightly, clearly not approving, but didn't say anything further as the Gray Ajah made their way back to the main level. At the intersection of the stairway all three set off in a separate direction, each set for a vital task should the pancakes be needed. Meanwhile, in Baerlon, Saynata glared at the gate guards. \"What do you mean you will not let us pass?\" \"Beg pardon, Gleeman,\" one guard said as he shifted his stance. \"We've been told by the Touristry Board not to let you out. Something about a bargain.\" Saynata rolled her eyes and turned to Ritaker. \"You want to step in here, brother?\" Ritaker looked at the guardsmen and smiled in a not-so-nice way. \"Stand aside, men, or you'll learn how a Borderguard fights.\" He smiled confidently. The guardsmen exchanged glances. \"That anything like how an Eagle fights, Jonno?\" one asked. Jonno shrugged. \"Could be how a Lion fights. Maybe a Defender.\" \"Let's have a go, then,\" Ritaker sighed. Saynata and Nest stepped aside to make room as Ritaker threw his cape back, prepared to draw steel. The guardsmen readied themselves to defend. The air crackled with tension, testosterone, and the patience of Death. The tension in the air was broken by the sound of raucous laughter from a nearby tavern. A body went hurtling through the air and landed in the dust before them, laying quite still. \"Keep your hands off the lady!\" roared a man's voice from inside, \"Or you'll be out in the street like Bil there!\" Ritaker didn't flicker an eyelid but the guardsmen grinned. \"Sounds like Richter is playing the part of a bloody bouncer. Again.\" said Jonno. From the tavern came a familiar chorus of drunken voices singing, \"...it's better that way!\" followed by a woman gleefully yelling, \"I win! Take that!\" The door swung open and a steady stream of drunken men paraded out, still laughing and enjoying their enebriated state. A woman in a banded white dress came out last, arm-in-arm with a man wearing a deeply purple cape. \"No, truly, I c'n find m'way,\" she slurred as she stumbled. Nest looked at the woman and gasped. \"Iliana?\" Iliana blinked rapidly and smiled at Nest. \"Hullo Nest!\" she hiccupped. \"Meet m' friend Rischter... hesh makin' a big fuss thinkin' I'm... drunk!\" Ritaker groaned, trying to decide just who he was going to protect, and how. \"Oh bloody hell.\" -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Alundra Joined: Dec 24, 2001 Posted: 2002-07-03 13:47 -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Somewhere deep in the Baerlon jail, a man in a vivid red tabard is waving his hands angrily in the air and screaming at two Baerlon guards. 'What do you mean I'm wanted for attacking guards! THEY bloody attacked ME!' A loud scream echos through the streets of Baerlon, sending flights of birds flying away in terror 'IMMS!!!!!' -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Graidon Joined: Jan 19, 2002 Posted: 2002-07-03 14:11 -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- HAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHA (takes a deep breath) AHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHA. This is by far the best thing I've read in a long long time. Please continue! -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Cautet Joined: Jan 08, 2000 Posted: 2002-07-03 14:26 -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- This is a great thread (don't go using my name tho). -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Saynata Joined: Jul 22, 2001 Posted: 2002-07-03 14:30 -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Child Ceer rode his warcharger, Niall, arrogantly through the streets of Tar Valon, cold and confident. He stopped at the corner of Air Avenue and looked up. A youthful looking girl pulled at the hem of his cloak. He looked down, loomed over her, and yelled, "BOO!" The girl screamed and ran away, and everyone on the street looked up, then glared at him. He turned red and shouted "That child's a darkfriend. Damned Tar Valon!" At that, he slammed the visor of his helmet down and rode on to the tower, face still red. -- Saynata positively beamed. "Ili!" and rushed up to take her away from Richter, kicking him in the shin and grabbing at the back of his pants, lifting them up as he leaned over to examine his shin. Nest stared at the sky. Richter stumbled away, smallclothes hanging out of his pants. "Alas! My Woman was stolen again. I guess I'll go back to trees and sheep." Everyone looked at him, eyes wide. "Right! Moving along now...Where are you folks going to?" Nest answered, "Well, logically, since we're at the gate, we're leaving this hole. We're facing towards the exit, you see. Now, if you'll please escort us out of the city, Thiefbane." Richter winked at Nest, and, upon a null responce, shrugs and adjusts a wedgie in his purple and green spotted undies. "Sure, why not. Where you folks headed to, anyway?" Iliana giggled, then looked Saynata's gray palfrey in the face and said, "Tar *hic* Valon." The horse whickers and licks Iliana. "Eeeew....Richter! What did I say about licking!" Saynata, not ready to lose the opportunity to leave Baerlon, nods in agreement and helps Iliana up on Ritaker's horse, motioning for Richter to go to Nest's dust colored gelding. Nest shoots Saynata a, "You'll pay for this, wench." look, and kicks her heels into the horses's sides, leading the way out. --- Valkner Gaidin stood in the South Tar Valon square, watching the approaching Child of the Light, Ceer until a sudden feeling of joy enters his mind. He grinned inwardly, sharing the feeling through the bond. Valkner assumed she was playing with the children or making pancakes. He looked up again, and Ceer stood in front of him, visor still down. Valkner turned on heel and walked into the tower, stopping at the junction of the halls. He took a deep breath of the air, then coughed. There were pancakes about. Valkner felt a stab of pity for the Child. Wait. No he didn't. [ This Mail was edited by: Saynata on 2002-07-03 14:54 ] [ This Mail was edited by: Saynata on 2002-07-03 14:55 ] -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Mikaela Joined: Apr 26, 2000 Posted: 2002-07-03 14:55 -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Valkner stood at the intersection of hallways, considering his options. West was the practice yard, and darned if he'd go there. That was the first place not to be when the Novices were between classes and it was about that time. Up, to the Gray Ajah study? No, that wasn't the direction his wife was. In fact... for a dizzying moment she was both up and down and east at the same time. Valkner shook his head to clear it. \"Dad!\" piped a youthful voice. Valkner turned and smiled at his daughter. \"What is it, Vala?\" he asked, scooping her into a bear hug. Vala smiled, a twinkle in her eyes. \"Just passing through, was looking for mom. Oh, and hiding from my brothers. As usual.\" \"Your mom is around here somewhere. She's been... baking.\" Vala wrinkled her nose. \"I have the most impeccable timing.\" Valkner saw the look on his daughter's face and saw Mikaela in their daughter's mannerism, and suddenly smacked himself mentally. Obviously there were many things that made his wife joyous, sweet and innocent things, things that they shared together. Vala saw her father's eyes light up as he got back to his normal self. \"You okay, dad? Mom nearby?\" she asked, teasing, craning her neck to look around him. Valkner licked his lips and smiled. \"Definitely going to find your mother,\" he said. \"Right before she finds that Child of the Light, I think. Oh, this will be fun!\" Valkner grinned and turned on his heel, heading to the Gray Ajah study. \"Don't you interrupt us either, young lady!\" he called down in warning. Vala sighed and looked down the hallway toward the Gaidin practice yard. With a sneaky smile she walked west, certain her brothers wouldn't find her there. -=-=- Child Ceer scowled down at a little girl. \"Which way to Tarloman's Gate?\" he demanded. The little girl trembled beneath his gaze, her mouth working but no sound coming forth. A beautiful woman stepped forward, her hair molten gold. She looked Child Ceer up and down and smirked. \"Ah, yes, exactly what I asked for from the Da--\" Child Ceer snapped his eyes to hers. \"What was that?\" he demanded. The woman smiled sweetly and reached up, putting one hand on his thigh. \"Nothing, Child. Go Light.\" She smiled, showing her dimples, and walked away. Child Ceer shook his head, the ringing in his ears fading as the woman walked away. He recalled her voice, \"Nothing, Child. Go north.\" He turned his horse and proceeded. -=-=- Richter walked along beside Ritaker, Nest, Saynata and Iliana as far as the woods east of Baerlon's gate. \"There you go,\" he said with a short bow. \"Tar Valon, eastward. Safe journey!\" He watched them ride down the road, Iliana halfway keeping her seat on her horse, and then turned to walk back to the gates. He didn't see them stop, and change direction, as he re-entered Baerlon. _______________ Author Ewwww! Stop that! Saynata Joined: Jul 22, 2001 Posted: 2002-07-03 15:36 -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Vala sat on a bench at the far side of the training grounds, wrapping herself in thin, lacy flows of air so that neither Manshima or Madis would find her. She crouched comfortably, watching the warders' students making quick lunges and parries, feints and blocks. She smiled to herself as she watched the lithe warriors. A knoll from the bell tower rang loudly, and novices began to flood the training grounds for lunch. Vala found herself hard-pressed to remain hidden and dodged several novices before releasing the flows of air. Several of the younger novices gasped and began mumbling about wilders. Vala ignored them blatantly and ducked down as Madis stepped into the yard. Vala needed a distraction, and knocked over a weapon rack on a passing man wearing a blinding white cloak. Pandamonium occured as several girls realized he was a Whitecloak. Vala felt a stab of pity for the downed man, who's sword, though at hand was being wrapped in petite flows by the girls. Wait. That was just hunger. --- Iliana was having a very good time. She was light-headed and happy, and she hadn't died...err...been knocked unconcious in a few hours. All the people were really nice and she had a fuzzy blue coat wrapped around herself. She looked at a bird, flying past, pointed up, and said, \"Bird!\" The rest of Iliana's party weren't as well off. The \"Bird!\" thing was cute-the first ten times. Then it just started to grate nerves. Saynata dearly wished for a drink, now that her headache was gone. \"Please, please, please, Nest. Make her stop!\" Nest looked helpless. \"I can't! I used all my power to kill those other birds so she would shut up!\" Ritaker groaned, then turned around and shoved the remnants of his torn yellow shirt into her mouth. \"BI-mmrph.\" \"Have I told you recently that I love you, brother?\" \"You know sis, now that you mention it, no. I have feelings too. You never really could recognize that. I may act tough, and look tough, but on the inside, I'm a sensitive guy with feelings too.\" Saynata blinked, then looked at Nest, who was studying the sky intently for some sign of the Creator. The Gleeman spurred her horse and wheeled around. \"We're going through the Great Forest. Maybe those creepy Forresters have some ale to numb my mind!\" ((Side note: If anyone wants to be written in, make a small humourous post.)) -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Hameron Joined: Jun 23, 2002 Posted: 2002-07-03 17:24 -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- As Sayanta and her companions were walking along, they heard a strange mumbling from the woods off to their left. They reigned in their horses, and presently their waiting was rewarded by a distracted-looking young man wearing nothing but rags stumbled from out of the woods. Upon seeing them, he began to rave and curse, which didn't sound much different than what he had been saying before, anyway. Nest muttered under her breath, \"The fool. Now I did tell him about Machin Shin, didn't I?\" She looked away in disgust. \"Why doesn't the Creator just strike him down where he stands? I just can't abide these stubborn wretches. They just can't take a hint - they believe that no matter how many times they get tought a lesson, they never learn.\" She sighed deeply. \"Huh, he'll soon learn that the more times he gets revived by the immortal gods' (sorry, didn't I say Creator's?) generosity, he gets weaker and weaker.\" As she said this, the strange young man came nearer. Sayanta spoke to him gently. \"Hameron, please stop doing this. It really isn't improving your health, you know.\" Hameron grinned like a fool. \"Hello, folks, would you like to come into the Ways with me? I assure you, I won't let such beautiful young women as yourself fall into a deathtrap or get lost.\" Sayanta, Lliana, and Nest all sighed at the same time. \"Have it your way, then - I'm going back to have some fun!\" Hameron walked back into the foliage still muttering to himself about how he was going to \"give Machin Shin what for this time!\" and with a disparaging sigh all three of them moved on and endeavored to put the crazy man out of their minds. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Mikaela Joined: Apr 26, 2000 Posted: 2002-07-03 19:56 -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Iliana furrowed her brow and pointed as the group entered the Great Forest. 'Bird!' she exclaimed. Saynata ignored her by murmuring, 'Yes, Iliana, pretty bird.' Iliana stuck her tongue between her teeth and pointed again, more than half-drunk, and yelled 'BIRD!' Ritaker sighed and shook his head, and continued his conversation with Nest. Phrases such as 'men can always use hugs' and 'power to the people' floated on the breeze between them. Iliana stopped her horse by sawing at the reigns hard. She stood up in her stirrups and yelled forcefully, \"BIRD! You morons, do you see the flaming BIRD?!?\" Saynata sighed and turned to get Iliana's mouth in line and, instead, yelled \"DUCK!\" Iliana yelled, \"No! BIRD!\" Saynata screamed, \"Bloody hell! DUCK!\" As Iliana insisted shrilly that it was a bird, Ritaker looked to see the cause of the commotion and grabbed at Nest in a pure panick, dragging her off her horse and to the ground with him. The dragkhar missed Nest's head by a scant two inches and then climbed out of its dive, trying to gain altitude. Iliana stood transfixed, laughing and squealing delight at the performing bird while Saynata tried to drag her off her horse. Thunk! Thunk! Thunk! Three broadhead arrows hit the Dragkhar from the trees, sending it spiralling earthword with a wordless scream. \"Bird?\" Iliana asked in a broken voice filled with tears. Saynata shushed her, looking toward the forest. For a moment nothing moved. Then a man stepped from the greenery. Clad in a tunic of mottled forest colors, sporting a jaunty hat with a feathered plume and wearing the most smashing green tights he sketched a mock-bow and smiled at the women, frowning briefly at Ritaker. \"Welcome to the Great Forest, and Tree Top City!\" he said with a smile. Before Saynata could say a word, ten more men in tunics and tights emerged from the trees, all carrying bows, staves or axes. \"Who are you men?\" she asked, as even more seemed to shimmy down vinelike ropes to the forest floor. A few men started singing and capering, flexing their muscles and showing off their lovely green legs. \"We're men! We're men in TIGHTS!\" The first man silenced them all with a glare. \"We're Forresters. Two R's, not one, mind you. We don't know why, it's tradition. My name is Monty... no relation to the Python guy.\" Iliana laughed and giggled. Ritaker stood aghast, looking quite embarassed for men of his gender. And Saynata swallowed dryly and whispered to Nest, \"Please, please, please tell me this is compulsion. Even Gleemen don't dress like that...\" Accepted Nest shook her head slightly and mouthed, \"You already know the logical answer.\" Saynata closed her eyes, clearly pained, and wished that at this moment, of all moments, she had a keg of ale. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Rodin Joined: Jun 09, 2001 Posted: 2002-07-03 20:45 -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Ro'deen. I love it -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Llewlyn Joined: Mar 22, 2002 From: liverpool eng , living peterborough can Posted: 2002-07-03 20:46 -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Llewlyn slammed his mug of ale onto the table of the queens blessing tavern hard whilst spitting beer onto the floor next to him , after receiving curious glances from several nearby patrons , and promptly ignoring them , he addressed one of his companions at the table .... ' by the light gleeman ! , not while im drinking , you trying to kill me ? ' sputtering some more Llewlyn wiped the spilt ale from his chin and unsuccesfully tries to sniff up the ale he snorted up his nose in mirth , ' heres another gold crown sir gleeman , but pls do try to not make me snort the ale , it tickles something brutal you know ' glancing quickly at Dainis and pulling his head back onto his chest to stop the increadably loud snoring coming from his innebriated companion , Llewlyn takes a quick swig of his ale , ' say on my man , by the creator this is the funniest thing ive heard in ages ' -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Nest Joined: Oct 20, 2001 From: Montreal, Canada Posted: 2002-07-03 20:50 -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Can I thrash Ro'deen again? -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Saynata Joined: Jul 22, 2001 Posted: 2002-07-03 20:50 -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Saynata sighed and looked at the really, really tight pants of the Forresters. \"Creepier than I though, obviously. Yet another bad call, 'Nata.\" and shifted in her saddle, leather creaking as she moved. Nest, who by no means wanted to join the Gray Ajah, stepped up to the plate. We need lodgings. Rooms for four with beds. Beds with linens. We want hot water, cold drinks, and ...a shrubbery... Monty nodded at all of this. \"Sounds good to me. Would you like some spam to go with it?\" Saynata began to slap her forehead with the palm of her hand. \"Ale! I need ale!\" Monty looked over at Saynata. \"Sorry, lass. We don't serve ale until Sunday, after 1:00, and by the look of the sundial over there,\" He points. \"It's only Thursday.\" \"That *thunk* makes *thunk* no *thunk* sense!\" The Forresters laughed aloud. \"Who said it had to make sense? We're Forresters. Come along now. Fender and Tarl will escort you to your rooms.\" Ritaker grabbed Nest's arm and held it tightly, his lower lip quivering. Nest reached way up and patted him on the head. Suddenly, Iliana yelled, \"DUCK!\" and everyone threw themselves to the ground, Ritaker holding Nest to the ground in what he though was a protective manner. Some of the Forresters curled up in pain from the *cough* impact. Ritaker looked up to the black and white spotted duck that had waddled from a nearby pond and was being fed pieces of honeycake by Iliana. He threw his head back and cackled. Monty stood and adjusted himself. \"Right, then. Away we go. --- Mikaela Sedai sat across from Ceer, who appeared to have been beaten rather severely. \"I don't believe you, child. Some of these novices couldn't hurt a fly. I have trouble even imagining them inflicting these kinds of wounds.\" Ceer glared out of his blackened eye. \"I'm telling you, witch. I think it was you who started all of this! A female at about your height, with that unnatural auburn hair!\" Mikaela said nothing, but her tone chilled. \"Unnatural, Child Seer?\" Sedise and Karyn exchanged looks and waited... -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Mikaela Joined: Apr 26, 2000 Posted: 2002-07-03 20:52 -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Copper flourished his cloak and made a half-bow to Llewellyn across the room. "Right, then, before I continue, I have an announcement to make." A hush fell over the room, the patrons completely enraptured by the Gleeman's performance so far. "First and foremost," Copper said, holding up one finger, "The bar is open, so get drinks while you can! Second--" Whatever Copper would have said second got lost in the noise of the mad rush toward the bar. Copper sighed and whispered to himself, "Second, I'm in love." Copper waited for the crowd to settle in for the next part of the tale and wrote a note to himself: 'In the future, always mention availability of alcohol LAST.' The crowd settled down, mugs in hand and wineglasses delicately held, as Copper continued... -=-=- "Unnatural, is it?" Mikaela Sedai murmured, amused. "I assure you, my hair is as the Creator intended it to be. Now, back to the question..." Mikaela Sedai bent her steely gaze upon Child Ceer and said, "Who really beat you that badly, Child? None of our girls would do this to you." Karyn Sedai frowned as a woman with glossy blonde hair walked into the room. "Yes, can we help you?" The woman smiled grimly, the ring on her finger glinting. "I have a message this man," she said as she placed one hand on Child Ceer's shoulder. He didn't flinch but one eye twitched wildly. She bent to meet his eyes, blocking their mouths from the others view. She whispered something to Child Ceer, and his eyes glazed over. She whispered something a little louder. "...and then you will be finished and ready to reap your reward. Er, go Light." Sedise Sedai frowned. "What did you just say?" The woman smiled apologetically. "I said I was sorry to give him such a fright." "Ah," Sedise said. "Well, you may leave us to our work, Accepted." The woman tugged on her braid fiercely and smiled as she left. "Now, Ceer," Mikaela Sedai began again. "Rangar! Ragnar Dershan did this!" Child Ceer blurted. Then he closed his eyes and passed out. [ This Mail was edited by: Mikaela on 2002-07-03 21:06 ] -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Nest Joined: Oct 20, 2001 From: Montreal, Canada Posted: 2002-07-03 20:54 -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Hmm, make that Ritaker, he's getting too friendly. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Saynata Joined: Jul 22, 2001 Posted: 2002-07-03 21:33 -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Anastasia Tairahien pulled her mount to a halt outside the tavern, gently dismounting, then taking the lead reins. She guided her horse through the door and wove through the crowd before drawing off her cloak's hood. Copper looked over at the lithe woman who had entered, eyes glowing. "I'm in LOVE!" He promptly leapt from the hearth, sliding on his knees in a Gleeman-ish manner and landing at the woman's feet, taking her hand and kissing it. "Love." Ana smiled and beckoned him up, giving him a hug and a quick kiss. "Go back to entertaining those people. I'll be here. They won't stay without something to draw their minds." -=-=- Mikaela Sedai looked at the departing woman, motioning to Sedise. "Would you please go find her and bring her back? You have jurisdiction to use Gaidin, if nessecary. Sedise Sedai nodded. "Fandango Gaidin is close." She departed. Mikaela blinked at Ceer. "The Defender? How is that possible, boy?" -0-0-0-0- Vala danced around in the bell tower, gracefully skirting around her elder brother, who was standing still, to avoid Madis. "Unfreeze my legs this instant, Vala, or I'll have mother -- mmpgh!" Flows of air stifled his comments. "You'll tell her nothing, Manshima! You started it! Now, come and get me sewer rat!" Madis pouted. "Cheater! Wilder!" Vala's brows rose. "Fattie! Come and get me!" None of them heard the footsteps of a certain golden-haired woman climbing the staircase. [ This Mail was edited by: Saynata on 2002-07-03 21:34 ] -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Mikaela Joined: Apr 26, 2000 Posted: 2002-07-03 21:49 -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Saynata shook her head, trying to clear it. The Forresters knew how to DRINK! By the Creator, this was the most fabulous party she'd been to in an Age! The food, wonderful. The men, yummy. The ale... oh, the ale... Richter slapped Saynata, hard. \"Come out of it!\" he insisted, slapping her again. \"We need you! Something here is very, very wrong!\" Saynata blinked blearily and focused on the Thiefbane. \"Didn't we leave you in Baerlon? Go 'way...\" Richter grumbled out of his breath, \"I don't have time for this!\" He picked up Saynata and slung her over his shoulder, holding her steady with one hand while the other went to his mouth. Using his fingers he whistled piercingly, once, twice, three times. Then he waited. Saynata opened her eyes and winced as she looked around, seeing an empty forest clearing. \"Where are the others?\" she groaned. \"Kidnapped!\" snapped Richter. \"Oh. Makes sense.\" Saynata dropped her head back down and giggled. \"You're still wearing that funky underwear! Hmmm. Boxers, or briefs?\" Richters eyes narrowed in panic. \"Keep your hands to yourself, woman!\" Saynata kept giggling and pulling up on the purple polka-dots. A shrill whinney broke their exchange and a small horse trotted into the clearing. Richter smiled and gestured grandly. \"She's not big but she gets the job done. Warhorses are for overcompensating wimps. Meet my little pony!\" The little pony, coat shimmering with an unearthly light, neighed and shook her sparkling mane. \"Dance a jig, my little pony!\" Richter encouraged. The little pony started to do a jig. She tapped one hoof, and then the other. She twirled around, her mane whirling in sparkling light! She wiggled her rear end and tossed her head back and neiiiiiiiiiighed loudly! She snorted at Richter and then pawed the ground with her front hoof. Saynata smacked Richter's butt hard. \"Move, you oaf! I can't see!\" Richter did a quarter turn just in time for Saynata to see his little pony brace herself, and do a leaping back-somersault! Saynata peered and blinked as Richter's little pony smiled happily and curtseyed. \"Okay...\" Saynata said. \"I'm sober now.\" The pony just looked at her placidly, and then winked. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Ragnar Joined: Jan 16, 2002 Posted: 2002-07-03 21:56 -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- As Ragnar peers out in the humid mist, a dappled stallion rides up to the gate. A dark haired man dismounts, and comes up to Ragnar. The dark haired man says \"Greetings, Ragnar\" Ragnar says \"Hello, Rontu. Good to see you. Whats been going on?\" Rontu frowns and looks away. \"I'm afraid I have bad news for you.\" \"Bad news?\" Ragnar says with a scowl. \"Well... yes.\" Ronto looks around nervously. \"Companions?\" \"No... worse\" \"Worse then Companions? I doubt it\" Ragnar declares with a chuckle \"I saw Anastasia kissing another man.\" \"WHAT!\" Ragnar exclaims, eyes popping. \"When was this?!\" \"Earlier, at the Gleeman Copper's show. He's the one that kissed her.\" \"A Gleeman eh? A bloody Gleeman!\" Ragnar quickly runs into the city, shouting, \"I must saddle my horse. I'll be gone a while. See you when I return!\" And a large white warhorse rides on through the mist, dark coated rider muttering curses. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Saynata Joined: Jul 22, 2001 Posted: 2002-07-03 22:28 -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Saynata yawned as they rode through the forest without a sound or a bump. She pointed out tracks along the way, all heading towards Maradon. Saynata felt much better after ingesting all that ale. She felt more free when inebriated, and ale in the bloodstream cleared out her mind wonderfully. Gripping the waistband of Ritaker's underwear, they rode along, Saynata offering encouragement. "Ow!" "What?" "You pinched my arse!" "You were looking sleepy!" "My arse is turning black and blue, woman!" -0-0-0-0- DonCarnage sat on a treestump, facing a most unlikely opponent. He narrowed his ocular orbs (can't bring myself to say 'eyes') and stared down his opponent, who's teeth were chattering loud enough to sound like dice being shaken. Then, the shaking stopped, and and DC slammed his mailed fist through the table. Iliana screamed, "YAHT'ZEE!" at the top of her lungs. DC glared. "You didn't get a Yahtzee. The dice never landed." Iliana spat. "You're just second class, Fade-boy. Nest, it's your turn. Show this Myrddraal how to play." DC glowered, "THE KING OF LOCKSHEAR WILL NOT HEAR THIS. DIE!" Iliana picked up the dice as nest stood up, watching removing Ritaker's hand from her own with a yank. She shook out her wrist. Nest then sat down in front of DC. "Ready?" Iliana dropped the dice, then cackled, "Yahtzee!" DC pondered this. "You have the Dark Lord's own luck." They all fell down laughing. [ This Mail was edited by: Saynata on 2002-07-03 23:14 ] -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Mikaela Joined: Apr 26, 2000 Posted: 2002-07-03 22:43 -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Anastasia shooed Copper back towards the waiting crowd. \"I'll be right here, and when you're done, you can tell me the message you carry from Ragnar!\" She smiled radiantly the moment Ragnar's name left her lips. Copper turned away, hiding a momentary frown, and continued the story... -=-=- \"How could the Defender do this?\" Mikaela Sedai demanded. \"Aren't you allied?\" \"Witch!\" Ceer spat. \"How did you know?\" Mikaela Sedai smiled sadly. \"Why must we always fight, Child? It's not like we can't be friends...\" A musical chord sounded in the background and the light faded until Mikaela Sedai was in a spotlight. \"Why can't we be friends? Why can't we be friends? Why can't we be friends? Why can't we be friends?\" Child Ceer looked on in horror as a downbeat was added from thin air... \"The color the color The color of your skin don't matter to me As long as as long as As long as we can live in harmonyyyyyyy...\" Child Ceer began to gurgle, a horrified scream building in his throat, as the other Aes Sedai chimed into song. \"Ebony And Ivory Live Together In Perfect Harmony Side By Side On My Piano Keyboard, Oh Lord, Why Don't We? We All Know That People Are The Same Where Ever We Go There Is Good And Bad In Ev'ryone, We Learn To Live, We Learn To Give Each Other What We Need To Survive Together Alive...!\" With a strangled thud Child Ceer twitched the chair he was sitting in to the floor, where he cracked his head against the slate below. He listened in a daze as the women built to a crescendo, the tempo changing again as lights strobed across the ceiling and bounced off the walls. \"The one you warned me all about The one you said I could do without We're in an awful mess, and I don't mean maybe - please...\" Child Ceer breathed a silent prayer to the Creator, pledging his soul for a merciful death in service to the Light... \"Papa don't preach, I'm in trouble deep Papa don't preach, I've been losing sleep But I made up my mind--\" \"CUT!\" Mikaela Sedai screeched. \"Wrong medly. This is NOT Moulin Rouge, Sisters!\" Sedise broke into the room, startled. \"I can't find her, but Fandango is searching, and... What happened here?\" Karyn looked up, face calm. \"We were passing the time by singing. The man can't carry a tune in a bucket, more's the pity.\" Sedise sighed and sat down again, facing the Child of the Light while she used flows of air to help him sit up. His eyes streamed with tears and he sobbed uncontrollably. \"Now, where were we?\" she asked. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Dawn Joined: Jun 18, 2002 Posted: 2002-07-03 22:49 -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- This is great. Keep it coming. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Mikaela Joined: Apr 26, 2000 Posted: 2002-07-03 22:49 -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Quote: -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- On 2002-07-03 22:49, Dawn wrote: This is great. Keep it coming. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- We need inspiration. We've been doing this all day and I'm getting silly now. Mika -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Kaivyl Joined: Dec 27, 2001 From: Riverside, CA Posted: 2002-07-03 23:19 -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- OMG - I can't breath, I'm laughing SO hard! -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Saynata Joined: Jul 22, 2001 Posted: 2002-07-03 23:21 -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Yeah. We're picking our brains to death. Mika, you gonna ask those people to give us a hand? -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Mikaela Joined: Apr 26, 2000 Posted: 2002-07-03 23:22 -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Provided people don't RP someone else's character into a hole it's easy to add to this. Mika -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Mikaela Joined: Apr 26, 2000 Posted: 2002-07-03 23:22 -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- [ This Mail was edited by: Mikaela on 2002-07-03 23:23 ] -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- _________________ Author Ewwww! Stop that! Saynata Joined: Jul 22, 2001 Posted: 2002-07-03 23:40 -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Mika and I are done for the night. So... Intermission. \"Inquisition?\" \"No, Intermission.\" \"Oh.\" \"Cos, you know...\" \"Yeah, I know.\" \"No one expects the Spanish Inquisition!\" -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Iliana Joined: Jan 19, 2002 Posted: 2002-07-03 23:53 -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- roflmao. im getting such a kick out of this. Im still loving DC's appearance -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Dozentrio Joined: Apr 22, 2001 Posted: 2002-07-04 00:08 -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- And I had considered joining gleepeople at one time... *ruefully shakes his head* -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Kaivyl Joined: Dec 27, 2001 From: Riverside, CA Posted: 2002-07-04 00:46 -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Not far away, a disconcerted Legollas pouted while sitting atop a dun mare. Somewhere between that hole of a city, Baerlon, and White Bridge he had misplaced Accepted Iliana AND his trusty warsteed named Fluffy. Muttering to himself, he brushed grubby hands down bright purple and red tunic and froze. /"What the?"/ He screamed and looked down on the hideous ensemble he wore. A large, green, floppy, felt hat tumbled from his head and he jerked his slow mount around. Quickly he tore off the tunic and dug in his backpack for the /'special'/ tight fitting white shirt with pasties on it that Iliana had bought him when last in Tear. Before tossing the purple and red tunic to the side of the road he noted a makers name stitched into the collar - /'Ro-deen's House of Baerlon Fashions, ltd.'/ Flinging it to the ground in disgust, he squeezed the bridge of his nose and wondered what kind of mischief his charge had gotten them into this time. But more importantly, how did he find himself in the middle of the Caemlyn road, pimped out as he was, with no memory of just how he arrived? A rider approached from the east, slowing enough to take in a dusty Legollas in tight brown leggings, thigh-high boots and a tight white shirt with silver pasties twirling. Malk nearly fell off his mount pointing and laughing at the hapless man and heeled his horse onward...searching for the next roadside pub. ---------- Iliana put her chin in her hands, watching Nest anger DC more by rolling Yahtzee continuously through bleary eyes. Fumbling on her belt she brought out her flask and popped the cork out, smelling the strong fumes of Mikaela's distilled batter o- flapjack. This was the liquid version of her infamous pancakes. Iliana found it was ten times stronger than any liquor ever brewed in her experience. Wrinkling her nose, she quaffed half the flask down and began coughing violently. Nest glanced backwards at the petite woman hacking, draped over a log and shrugged, turning her eyes back at DCs...um...orbs. Lying down next to a patch of tall ferns, Iliana passed out and began to dream, leg twitching. She found herself in a dimly lit room in a nondescript city facing a tall, thin woman in a white dress, striped with the banded colors. The woman held her the side of her face and glared at Iliana with shocked and angry green eyes. /"Kaivyl! How are you in the great fore..."/ SMACK! The shock of Kaivyl's slap interruped her and sent Iliana sprawling backwards into the base of a chair. She held her face in shock and stuttered, /"Light! Why in the world are you mad at me? I've never misgated with you in tow!"/ /"You hit me first wench!"/ Screeched the Accepted and tackled Iliana, hair, feet and clothing flying. The women thrashed about on the floor until Iliana's head hit with a hollow /'THUNK'/ against the wall. Gaping she pointed behind Kaivyl and cried /"BIRD"/! - At which Kaivyl, fooled completely, turned around only to be knocked unconscious by the violent green aspirant, Iliana. A third Accepted, Liana suddenly appeared alongside a pink elephant, aghast at what had happened and upbraided Iliana running to heal the lump growing on Kaivyl's head. Iliana found herself wondering anew just what kind of ingredients were in Mikaela's pancakes... /"For shame silly Ili!"/ She said, using a popular nickname for the Accepted. /"Do you know what will happen if a full sister ever finds out this happened?"/ But Iliana didn't respond. Instead, she sat there staring in pure terror as the door behind Liana quietly closed at the figure staring at them, arms folded in judgement, clothed in a gray shawl. Frightened out of her wits, she screamed out the woman's name and came awake in the great forest, thrashing about in copse of ferns and poison ivy....and shrubberies. [ This Mail was edited by: Kaivyl on 2002-07-04 00:58 ] -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Elina Joined: Dec 22, 2001 Posted: 2002-07-04 01:53 -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- By this point the entire world knew of the misadventures of the group in the Great Forest. So Accepted Elina decided to engage in her favorite passtime: rescuing Iliana. Using her trusty "channel 'locate life' Iliana" alias, Elina quickly Travelled to the Great Forest. "Iliana, where did you go this time?" Elina called out to the Forest. Just then, Elina saw her friend. Or at least, she thought it was her friend. She seemed a little tall and stocky, but that was surely Iliana's Accepted Dress and staff. "Here I am...uh...human," Iliana hissed. "Something is not quite right with you today, Iliana," replied Elina. "I am fine," hissed Iliana, taking a swig of blood from a skin of human flesh. "Ahhh. Refreshing." The fist of trollocs that had been sneaking up on Elina through the dead brush and leaf-covered ground now thwacked her on the head. Before the world turned black, Elina saw "Iliana" throw off her disguise and become none other than DonCarnage himself, still disgruntled over that Yatzee game. --- Iliana emerged from the women's restbush the Forresters had granted her the use of, muttering about shrubberies and giant birds. "Strange. I thought I heard Elina," murmered Iliana to herself before returning to the others in their group. [ This Mail was edited by: Elina on 2002-07-04 01:54 ] -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Meril Joined: Jun 01, 2002 Posted: 2002-07-04 01:56 -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- *WARNING* Before you read this keep in mind that I have had little sleep and was beyond bored. Meril and Qytan galloped through the plains of Almoth with their necks low to their horse's. "So why are we doing this again Qytan?" asked Meril. "I told you already I am bored out of my mind, you need further explanation?" Suddenly that all too familar invader from across the sea silently aproached Qytan slapping him on the back. and called out, "YOU'RE IT!" "Burn you Rogu, I'll catch you sooner or later and then you will feel my BASH MADE OF DOOM!" said Qytan "Umm Qytan I might be mistaken but I am pretty sure a fade, by the name of Stomp uses phrases such as that, maybe you should reconsider your over use of them?" said Meril. "Nah, besides thats besides the point," Suddenly Qytan slapped Meril on the backed and called out "YOU'RE IT MERIL!" Running away Qytan ran further into the grasslands. Muttering under his breath Meril wondered whether he should slap Qytan on the back oh his head when he saw Okil hiding behind a giggling about not being seen. Meril sighed with relief and silently approached Okil when he saw Malkav running through the bushes behind him. Diving through the air Meril tagged Malkav's leg and cried out "YOU'RE IT MALKAV!" Running strangely Meril wondered when Malkav would catch him when a trolloc appearead. "Me wantsa te pay wit u tu" said Clash "I told you Clash you have a tendency to eat the people you tag. Have you gone through re-hab yet?" Before Clash could answer Malkav came out of nowhere and tagged Clash, and cried out "YOU'RE IT CLASH!" Clash cackled with more glee than a trolloc should and licked his lips and ran towards Meril. "I told you when you lick your lips people think your going to eat them!" Meril said at a pant as he was running away. Suddenly out of nowhere, just like Malkav, Qytan sent Clash sprawling a power bash and yelled "BASH MADE OF DOOM!" "Didn't we just discuss this Qytan? Be Orginal FFS, I believe you have a brain just like anyone else and put that forsaken 10 foot pole away this is Hide and Seek, not Hide and make peoples ears bleed with super long poles with axe heads on them." Grumpy Clash slowly rose and said "Mek thin dat uh Pooks hav byg hans mae uf metel," However with lightning speed Clash clapped Meril on the back knocking the little man sideways several times and grunted "UBE UT MERIL!" Muttering to himself as he stood up he watched Qytan and Clash run in different directions as he sought his next victim or his first depends on how you see life. Running around unmercifully for hours he found none. Reaching the gates of Falme which had been deemed "Safe" Meril saw al the others resting. Qytan and Rogu playing the childrens game of Cat's Cradle and Clash, Malkav and Okil calmly discussing the philosphey of "Reason within the Seven Ajahs", Written by Jalamand, the son of Ghaberknock, the son of Tilabander, over a cup of tea. "WTF!? Who said the game was over?" Meril asked short winded. "Oh Nobody really but we all thought it would be real funny if we just stopped playing while you searched for us, and well it turned out it was." Okil said trying to hold back laughter. "Mek nexas to bets hading homx. I think the Blight is much better than this grass crap or whatever it is called." said Clash "You let your accent slip Clash," said Malkav in a rather professional tone. "Oh Right!" said Clash, clearing his throat and grunting maliciously "Tanchico Waygate herk ik comexies" As Clash ran south west laughter filled the air. "Well I guess me and Qytan best be heading home too, same time next week?" The invaders from across the sea all nodded enthusiasticaly. Meril and Qytan hopped upon their horses and rode off into the wind. [ This Mail was edited by: Meril on 2002-07-04 01:58 ] -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Plunk Joined: Nov 09, 2001 Posted: 2002-07-04 04:22 -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- A fine night it was! Whistling his favourite tune, Plunk stepped out of the tavern. Money chimed in his pockets, and lipstick on the collar of his colorfull patched cloak showed how much of a succes his performances had been that night... With a twinkle in his eyes, he stretched his arms into the air and let out a long yawn. With a long heave he sniffed up the night air of the capital of Andor and convulsed heavily due to the smells of mud, blood and other nondescript sources in these poor areas. Snickering, he started his walk towards home, where mother would be sitting up again for sure, slamming the palm of her hand with that ever-so-hurting broomstick of hers. All of a sudden the peace of this idyllic picture was rudely disturbed by a loud yell from the door of a nearby tavern. The double doors slammed open and with an impressive arc, a colorfull bundle, the size of a man, came flying through the air, only to land with a loud SPLASH in the dirty mud. After sliding on a few paces, the bundle lie still, moaning softly. \"Ah, Copper\" Plunk snickered. \"You are flying low tonight? It'll probably rain, won't it?\" \"YOU WANT HIM TO FLY HIGHER? I CAN DO THAT YA KNOW..\" buldered a voice filled with anger. Uh oh. Plunk knew that tone of voice. I wasn't just anger. This tone was used when you fed someone's favourite horse a carrot without asking. THIS tone, was used when you splattered mud on someone's favourite pair of shoes. THIS tone was used when you ordered before it was your turn at the bakery. THIS tone... well you get the picture. It's bad. In the door opening a man was chewing his mustache, garbed in an outfit following the lates Tairen fashion. Plunk sank to his knees, laughing like he never did before. Yeah, I'll admit it is quite a strange reaction, but that's the effect these grabs have on young Plunk. Actually, it got him into more trouble than he can even remember. Tairen clothes => laughter and trouble. No need to say this time was no different. The Tairen man (we all know it's Ragnar now don't we?) found his jaws hanging on his knees. Here he was, banging the life out of that fool gleeman who DARED to touch his woman, and this young gleeman he didn't even know just collapsed LAUGHING at the sight of him!! His surprise didn't last long though. \"Stop that,\" he calmly stated. \"STOP THAT\" he stated, not so calmly anymore. But Plunk just rolled over on his back, kicking his feet in the air, holding his stomach. \"Whaaaaaaaaaaahahahahahahahahahaha, OOOOh AAAAAh stopt that he tells me. WHaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahahahahah\" Finally, the laughter seized. The little bugger let go a relieved sigh, pointed his gaze towards Ragnar, but only to roll over and to start a new laughter, holding his stomach kicking the air more vigorously than before... to much for the good man. Snarling, he ran toward Plunk, thinking bloodlust and nothing BUT bloodlust. Just as he was about to land his weapon into the laughing, pathethic heap below his feet, a broomstick crashed the back of his head. \"Mommy?\" Plunk exclaimed. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Grin Joined: Apr 21, 2002 Posted: 2002-07-04 04:32 -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I haven't read this but it looked like there was some good RP going on here. If I may break it for a minute I'd like to respond to the original post. The \\ (probably came out with two of them) is an escape character for strings in php. I ran into this problem at work where I write php code for a website. Sometimes php will insert these escape characters into a string. I'm not sure why or in what cases this occurs but it's probably documented on www.php.net. Just out of curiousity have these forums always done that? It seems like they didn't until just recently. Maybe there's a different version of php running on the new server than was running on the old one? Just some thoughts. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Liana Joined: Feb 20, 2002 Posted: 2002-07-04 05:56 -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- LOL! I love this! Write more Kaivyl, I LOVE my pinky elephant... Hehehe... -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Kull Joined: Jan 19, 2001 Posted: 2002-07-04 06:39 -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Omg, u are soo nuts, btw i luuube it keep it coming