Wheel of Time MUD

Fortunately, Tanchico has a stash of old timey items that doesn't just consist of the sad bracelets and the Mercedes logo. There might just be a certain red doorway in the palace/ place they visit. Considering Min's art, it's not a horrible conflation of storylines. Called it. Also, major hehehe at...

So far the writers have written out the Finns even going so far as not having Matt in Rhuidean. Fortunately, Tanchico has a stash of old timey items that doesn't just consist of the sad bracelets and the Mercedes logo. There might just be a certain red doorway in the palace/ place they visit. Consi...

e dis dismount Aringill Crossing [ obvious exits: N E S W ] Zone: Aringill There are some tracks of a RIDDEN MOUNT leaving west. << A small chimney puffs smoke from the roof of a brush wagon. A warhorse is here, stamping his feet impatiently, being ridden by you. A young blacksmith is here, looking ...

Aira stepped onto the gangplank in front of him, its wooden surface flexing ominously as she made her way onto the ship. Larry followed right after her. Soon, the ship left its mooring, its sweeps moving it out onto the river and sailed back upriver towards Cairhien. As the green vinyards slowly mov...

Aira sat down at the desk in her austere apartment, the doors in the northern wall open to let fresh air in. Aira's gaze lingered momentarily on the view, north towards Tar Valon in the far distance, beyond the horizon. 'You reached out to the Aes Sedai how long ago, Aira' Larry asked, leaning back ...

Aira sat at the inn's common room, muttering into her drink. 'What's a girl have to do to draw the right eyes, for Light's sake?' Larry looked her up and down and said 'Maybe show off those fine ankles?' 'You wouldn't know a fine ankle if it hit you in the head,' she said, kicking at him. Larry refl...

You spot a pamphlet on your travels, stating:

Seeking to negotiate hiring muscle.
Good, strong muscle that can
rule the battlefield
with an iron fist.

Inquiries should be directed at
Baroness Aira Ciarron, of Cairhien.

Aira busied herself with the fire, putting some thick branches on now that it was burning consistently. A rustle in the undergrowth drew her attention and she reached for the hilt of her sword. 'It's me,' Larry called and Aira watched him enter the clearing, alone. She released the hilt. 'Being caut...

Children of the Light has/had a three strikes and you're out rule for 15-20 years, I'd guestimate. It was initiated by players after some misogynist fool was being a pita ignoring orders from the Council. It may have been used against that player, maybe? In the past it worked well to keep people wi...

Children of the Light has/had a three strikes and you're out rule for 15-20 years, I'd guestimate. It was initiated by players after some misogynist fool was being a pita ignoring orders from the Council. It may have been used against that player, maybe? In the past it worked well to keep people wit...