Practice is pain

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Aelrena
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Practice is pain

Post by Aelrena » Sat Aug 06, 2022 9:25 pm

Summary: A short in which Aelrena requests help from Prya on preparing for the test of a Hundred Weaves

Characters: Prya, Aelrena
Short appearance by Stokes

Created through the RP-lizer and a touch of editing for clarity


The Warders' Practice Yard
A large expanse of bare ground at least fifty paces across and nearly twice
as long stretches forth, its earth beaten hard. At intervals around it
under the trees stand wooden stands holding quarterstaffs and practice
swords made of strips of wood bound loosely together, and a few real swords
and axes and spears. A large gray stone building lies to the east, home to
the warder students and those warders who are not sharing quarters with
their Aes Sedai in the main Tower structure itself.
A weapon rack stands on the ground here, ready to store weapons.
Some elaborate figurines spew fresh water into a broad basin here.
Prya the Tower Accepted is standing here.
A warder's student stands here catching his breath.
A warder's student stands here catching his breath.
Coulin the Master of Arms is here teaching his students.

Prya hugs Aelrena.

Prya says 'Hello again!'

Prya sits lightly on the edge of the fountain.

Aelrena walks into the practice yard having changed into a clean dress, though her face somehow now has ink stains upon it.

Aelrena hugs her.

Aelrena says 'Hello!'

Prya says 'You may want a bath later to remove some of those ink stains'

Prya snickers softly.

Aelrena says 'I was wondering if you had a moment, Prya?'

Prya says 'Though they do give you that studious look'

Aelrena blinks her eyes innocently.

Prya says 'Of course! '

Aelrena looks down to her arms and dress, confusion clear on her face.

Aelrena says 'What ink stains?'

Prya looks around for a mirror.

Prya says 'On your forehead. Look in the glass next time you pass one.'

Aelrena walks over to the fountain and peers into the water.

Aelrena 's tone is quiet as she says "Oh."

Aelrena shakes her head.

Prya says 'Can't do research without breaking a few eggs!'


Aelrena says 'or having a Novice inquire about complusion'

Aelrena shakes her head.

Prya snickers softly.

Prya says 'That was... surprising'

Aelrena says 'to say the least.'

Prya says 'I wasn't quite so curious as a novice. Though I'm not sure that's a good thing'

Prya taps a finger to her lips.

Aelrena chuckles politely.

Aelrena says 'It's an admirable trait, I look forward to speaking more with Tigiria.'

Prya says 'Lately I've been wondering if I missed my opportunity to be naughty and foolish. It's
just not in my nature'

Aelrena shakes her head.

Prya says 'I agree. I've learned a lot from the new novices. And not just how much trouble one can
make!'

Aelrena says 'Worry not, I feel the same way. But I don't think that it ever pays to be foolish, even when you are a child who doesn't know better.'

Aelrena shakes her head.

Prya says 'Wise words'

Prya places a few items silently into her pack.

Prya says 'What was it you needed help with?'

Aelrena blinks and shakes her head slightly.

Aelrena says 'Oh, that's right.'

Tigiria has arrived from the south.

Tigiria leaves south. vv

Aelrena says 'I was wondering if you had time to help me practice the hundred weaves. I've heard tale that we'll have to practice them under extreme duress, and I was hoping you might be willing to try distracting me while I weave.'

Aelrena says 'I would, of course, be more than willing to do the same for you whenever you like.'

Aelrena smiles happily.

Prya says 'Ah... I see! I'm impressed you're thinking about this, and a bit shamed that I haven't,
I'll admit'

Prya says 'That test feels like it's still 100 years away for me, I fear'

Prya says 'But I'd love to help!'

Prya stands from her perch on the fountain.

Aelrena shakes her head.

The White Tower is bathed in a reddish orange light as the sun sets.

Aelrena says 'I think it's still quite a bit aways for myself as well, but I don't think it's too early
to prepare either way.'

Prya says 'I agree. I'm glad you've brought it to my attention, as I hadn't considered the need to
be ready for distraction'

The night has begun.

Aelrena says 'The more times we weave them, the easier it will be in the future if we have to do so while other things are going on. Besides...'

Aelrena says 'Should either of us be weaving in battle, I believe that we should be prepared for
distraction beyond what either of us can provide.'

Prya nods slowly, deep in thought.

Aelrena takes a deep breath, letting it out slowly through her mouth in a steady stream.

Aelrena says 'Would you like to give it a shot now?'

Aelrena peers closely at her, trying to figure her out.


Prya nods in agreement.

Aelrena nods in agreement.

Aelrena feels the flows of saidar coursing through her body.

Prya says 'Shall we go to the forest east of here?'

Aelrena ponders life, the universe, and everything.

Prya says 'I imagine if I attempt to weave on you here, Coulin will jump to your defense.'

Prya says 'I suppose if I don't do anything these warders will consider an attack we might be
fine...'

Aelrena says 'I believe Coulin will know that we're practicing, though we can if you prefer.'

Prya says 'We'll just let him know, shall we?'

Prya says 'Coulin, please don't interfere, no matter what I do to Aelrena. We are just practicing a
few weaves.'

Aelrena senses Prya connecting to the True Source.

Prya weaves flows of earth and air and the ground beneath your feet begins to shift unsteadily.

Aelrena 's eyes dart to Coulin, "I mean, if I start screaming like I'm being chased by a Trolloc, I
believe you can interfere, Coulin."

Prya says 'Just don't attack me, if you please Coulin'

Prya chuckles politely.

Aelrena shifts her feet along the shaking ground, trying to find her footing as she begins forming
the first of the hundred weaves, the flows coming together shakily.

Prya watches closely as Aelrena forms the weaves.


Prya weaves air and spirit and lights dance about the room as Aelrena's hair swirls in front of her face.

Prya steps behind Aelrena and paces across the room, considering how best to attempt a distraction.

Aelrena 's attempt to shift from the first weave into the second fails as her hair blocks her vision
of the weave and it quickly falls apart.

Prya chuckles politely.

Prya says 'I will definitely need your help with this at some point! I haven't been in many battles,
and my concentration is rarely tested when weaving!'

Aelrena shakes her head, and her mouth quirks into a smile "That was very clever, actually Prya." The woman then proceeds right back into the second weave, the strands of power dancing through the air.

Stokes has arrived from the south, riding a bloodstock stallion.

Stokes knuckles his forehead to Prya, honoring her.

Prya beams a smile at Stokes.

Prya says 'Hello Master Stokes!'

Stokes says 'Pardon the interruption ladies.'


Stokes gives a full metal helmet and visor to Prya.

Stokes gives a plain hood to Prya.

Aelrena waves.

Stokes gives a scandalous dress to Prya.

Stokes winks at Prya.

Aelrena blinks her eyes innocently.


Prya says 'Aelrena, do continue, and see if you can avoid Stokes from distracting you'
Stokes bows deeply.

Stokes leaves south riding a bloodstock stallion. vv

Aelrena chuckles politely.

Prya chuckles politely.

Prya puts a scandalous dress in a backpack.
Prya puts a plain hood in a backpack.
Prya puts a full metal helmet and visor in a backpack.

Prya says 'I'll need taht later'

Prya clears her throat and snaps her concentration back to distracting Aelrena.

Aelrena 's weaving barely falters as the man enters the practice yard, and she quickly moves onto the third weave, her brows furrowed in concentration.

The White Tower's spire gleams softly in the first light of a new day.

Prya forms flows of air and stops Aelrena's ears. She then screams loudly to see if Aelrena can
hear.

Prya nods, satisfied that the Accepted cannot hear and peers to examine how this affects her weaves.

The day has begun.

Aelrena 's eyes don't even shift from her weavings at Prya's attempt, the fourth weave coming
together quickly in a complex amalgamation of power.

Prya allows the flows to dissipate, impressed at Aelrena's control.

Prya steps behind Aelrena, hiding her views from the Accepted's eyes.


Prya steps behind Aelrena, hiding her weaves from the Accepted's eyes.

Aelrena says 'I spend more time in the library than anywhere else Prya, I figured you'd know silence wouldn't stop me.'

Prya chuckles politely.

Prya says 'Indeed'

Prya chuckles politely.

Aelrena refocuses on her weaving as the fifth weave springs into existence in front of her.


Prya weaves fire and spirit and the loud rushing sound of flames fills your ears with a distracting
clamor.

Aelrena chuckles politely.

Prya moves her hands subtly and the flames dance around Aelrena's head, becoming brighter and louder.

Aelrena 's weaving shifts briefly before stabilizing, then falling apart completely as the flames
dance around her head.

The Wheel of Time turns...

Prya adds flows of water and spirit, controlling the mild temperature of the flames.

Prya smiles as the flames shift in brightness and color, dazzling her vision.

Prya sits again at the fountain, waiting to see how the Accepted will proceed.

Aelrena weaves a quick strand of water, pulling water from the pond and dousing the flames about her head, a smirk in her expression as she picks back up with the 5th weave.

Prya grimaces and wrings out the sleeves of her dress, drenched by the water from the fountain.

Aelrena hums quietly under her breath, a smile quirking her lips as she continues weaving, the flows from the fifth weave changing to those of the sixth.


Prya weaves air and water and a chill fills the air before snowflakes begin to fall on Aelrena's
head.

Prya gestures with her hands and the snowflakes become large balls of hail, drumming at the
Accepted's skin.

Prya throws back her head and cackles with insane glee!

Prya watches as the hail patters Aelrena and skitters across the floor.

Aelrena glances to Prya "Are you re- Ouch!", her words interupted as a golf ball sized piece of hail thumps into her forehead.

Prya glances at Aelrena to survey the damage. "I may need to heal you after those!"

Aelrena weaves the threads for the seventh weave, though she goes quite slowly, the threads shaking as she tries to focus through the distraction.

Prya weaves flows of spirit and the balls of hail begin to shimmer and bounce, seeming to come
alive.

Prya tips her head to the side and the balls of ice dance up Aelrena's dress and scamper across her arms and hands.

Aelrena eyes widen and she begins trying to move about as she continues her weaving, attempting to avoid the balls of ice before they dance up her dress, and her current weaving falls apart into a boom of sound which washes across the yard.

Aelrena cringes in terror.

Prya boggles at the thought.

Prya says 'Wow! What was that?!'

Aelrena shakes her head.

Prya picks herself up from the floor where she was thrown by the pulsing sound vibrations.

Aelrena says 'My getting distracted and weaving the wrong weave'

Prya shivers uncomfortably.

Aelrena's cheeks are burning.

Prya glances at Coulin.

Prya says 'I think you made him nervous with that one'

Prya bursts into fits of laughter.

Aelrena 's eyes dart over to Coulin, and blush spreading across her cheeks. "Sorry Coulin."

Prya says 'Well done! I pulled out everything I could think of and you did quite well!'

Aelrena grins evilly.

The White Tower is bathed in a reddish orange light as the sun sets.

Prya says 'When next we meet, I would definitely like you to ... uh... return the favor'

Aelrena says 'I can't wait to get my own chance with you. I have a few clever ideas I don't think anyone is going to like.'

Coulin the Master of Arms nods at Prya.
Coulin the Master of Arms walks off.

Prya snickers softly.

Prya says 'I imagine my weaves only spurred the imagination'

Aelrena grins at her.

Prya snickers softly.

Prya inspects a few golf-ball sized welts on Aelrena's face.

Prya says 'Would you like me to heal you?'

Aelrena says 'I hadn't thought to use weather actually, so thank you for that. Though, I don't think I have much talent for weaving weather.'

Prya says 'Or do you want to bear the battle scars for a few days/'

Prya chuckles politely.

Aelrena falls down laughing.

The night has begun.

Aelrena says 'Please heal me, I can't say I want to explain that away.'

Prya nods in agreement.

Aelrena senses Prya is channeling saidar.

Prya fails to pull together whatever flows she was trying to weave.

Aelrena senses Prya is channeling saidar.

Prya leans closer. Aelrena feels a healing power flow from her hands.
Aelrena feels better!

Aelrena smiles happily.

Prya says 'First flow that's failed for me all day'

Prya snickers softly.

Aelrena hugs her.

Prya hugs Aelrena.

Aelrena says 'Thank you Prya.'

Aelrena smiles happily.

Prya says 'You are very welcome. And also I'm sorry'

Prya throws back her head and cackles with insane glee!

Aelrena shakes her head.

Aelrena says 'No need to apologize.'

Prya says 'Definitely practice we both need'

Prya nods decidedly.

Aelrena says 'One day we'll have to be able to weave through pain as well.'

Aelrena shakes her head.

Prya says 'I must retire. I'll see you soon!'

Prya waves.

Aelrena says 'be safe!'

Aelrena waves.

Prya nods in agreement.

Prya says 'Light keep you safe!'

Prya leaves south. vv

Raeza
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Re: Practice is pain

Post by Raeza » Tue Aug 09, 2022 12:55 pm

Awarded:

Aelrena - 4 rpqps (2 + 2 for editing)
Prya - 2 rpqps

Please 'receive' them at a silver-haired sister.

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