Linking (Herarn and Makenna) Open to any who wish to join.

[Zack]

Zacharyn had decided to take a break from his studies. He was once again up most of the night reading about a fascinating Ter'angreal in Far Madding that acted as a sort of faux stedding, and as interesting as it was, he was up to his eyeballs in studies right now. Typically walking through the gardens was a good way to clear his head and have a minute to himself. It was quite relaxing, with very few people to interact with most of the time. Zacharyn had just begun to relax when he rounded a corner and found an Accepted wielding Saidin! Zacharyn had read about linking before, but had never seen it for himself. Walking closer, Zacharyn watched as , who he now realized was, Makenna Grenaldi forming a ball of fire in her hand with Saidin. It was... different than what he had expected, almost as though she forced it to do what she wanted and then nurtured it into being. Watching her weave was a strange mixture of what he himself would do, and what he head read about Saidar.

Makenna released the weave and received some words from her instructor. Before they could begin again, Zacharyn made his way over to the pair. "Excuse me, I couldn't help but notice the two of you working on linking. Asha'man, Accepted, do you mind if I watch your lesson?

[Bruce]

Herarn looked up as Zach joined them. He shook his head, "I am not ranked among the Asha'man, I am only Dedicated. Though my time at the Black Tower put me further ahead than most in my lessons on channeling. If you wish to join us you may. I can report the lesson as having two students to both the Mistress of Novices and the Master of Soldiers. Our lesson had only just begun with the fundamentals and it won't hurt to cover them again from a different angle."

"Makenna, release me from the Circle. This part is as simple as releasing saidin as I am the only saidin user in the link. If you care to join us, first introduce yourself and have a seat. Then I want you to prepare to seize saidin but don't actually do so. Fall into the Void and focus on the flame. Makenna will initiate the link. You will feel her sieze Saidin through you and you will feel her presence in your mind as well as the almost cool sensation of Saidar as she does so."

Then as an after thought, he opened a Gateway to the Blasting Yards. "I think we should relocate. My experience with Linking is intimate and I can handle any squirrelly weaves that involve my flows. But I don't know you two will reacte to it. So through the portal, both of you."

Once they were through the Portal, he allowed it to snap shut behind him then he opened himself more fully to saidin and laid out a multi-layered Ward. One that prevented weaves from entering unless they were penetrating weaves. The flip to that was that their Weaves wouldn't leave until the Ward was lowered. He laid it about a good 40 feet in diameter around them. He made sure to Invert the weave so no one could learn how it was done. He didn't need some damn fool Soldier or any unprepared Dedicated learning how to use these Wards until the Asha'man approved them for it.

"Alright, go ahead and do as I instructed. Makenna, once he indicates that he is prepared, go ahead and Link with him." said Herarn as he sat on the ground.

[Bree]

Makenna flitted her eyes back and forth between the two men and furrowed her brows. When directed to do so, she hopped quickly through the Gateway and was able to settle down and begin to reach for Saidar. The sweet refreshing joy of the Power flowed through her and she turned her eyes to Zacharyn. The young man was pretty. With smooth skin and dark hair on his face and deep probing eyes, he looked nothing like her beloved husband had been. Few men could ever match him for rugged handsomeness. Still the young man, barely older than her own son, was not unpleasant to look at.

She nodded and tilted the corners of his mouth upward slightly to let Zacharyn know she was ready to begin. At his nod in compliance, she reached that invisible hand and its partner through the man and into that wretched nearly uncontrollable echo of Saidar. Saidin seemed to slide around her and through her without being caught. It was as if it were toying with her. She narrowed her eyes and reached in and gripped the flow of Saidin, pulling it in and wrestling it to submission. She held it down like a disobedient cur for a moment before relaxing slightly and looking up to Zacharyn to see how he felt about being a conduit with no control of any of the thing at the same time.