The Grey Tower

Audie stood in her room, in a drafty corner of the Grey Tower, and wondered what she was doing, and where on earth her roommate had gone. The girl was barely tolerable, but at least helped Audie with chores and the like when she would otherwise have stared blankly at dirty dishes and dirty floors, unsure of what to do. And so she stood in her room, sans roommate, and wondered, blankly, what to do.

And then the door opened. “Mirabelle?” Audie called in greeting, irrationally irritated to have such a common name on her tongue. She missed her peers; Ephaedra, Angharad, Viselia, and the lot. They were all proper ladies, something that Mirabelle and certainly most of the novices at the Grey Tower were not, and had proper names.

But there was no one there. Audie stared, mouth dry, hands clenching into fists at her sides. She stepped forward, and her dress changed around her, from novice white to pale rose embroidered silk. She sank to the floor, a drooping petal, face hidden by her hands as she tried to breathe. Tel’aran’rhiod. She was in Tel’aran’rhiod.

Cecily Sedai had told her that there should be no more unscheduled visits to Tel’aran’rhiod. She had given Audie a strange ring to wear to bed, one that had been specially made for her, since there had never before been a novice who could not help but visit Tel’aran’rhiod in every sleeping moment. It had been working. Audie thought it had been working.

Weary, despite the fact that she was sleeping, Audie stood, rubbing at the headache forming in her temples. It was never safe for her to stay still, not in Tel’aran’rhiod. There was nothing to do but move, and hope that she would wake soon. She smoothed her ever changing skirts; sunshine yellow with silver stitching, a banded Accepted’s dress, a lovely green silk. Audie tipped her chin up, tucked her red hair behind her ears, and stepped out into the hall.

If luck was with her, there would not be Trollocs waiting for her.

Lirievin Tesiva Liri stood up from her bed knowing exactly where she was, it had been a long time since she got disoriented entering Tel’aran’rhiod unconsciously. She shook her head slightly wondering why she had ending up here, she had been so tired when she went to bed that she was hoping to pass out and sleep right through until the next morning. "The Wheel Weaves as the Wheel Wills" She said quietly.

"Well, while I am here I might as well explore a little." Barely putting any thought into her actions Liri changes her dress to a blood red colour with a modest neckline and left her room to explore the Tower. Although she had spend many nights here exploring, there was always something changing in Tel’aran’rhiod so it was like the Tower changed every night, even if the changes were small.

Liri was headed up to the Novice Quarters, sometimes she would visit her old room just to see how the new occupant had changed it but before she entered she stopped, slightly shocked. Standing just down the hall was a young woman, she must have known she was in Tel’aran’rhiod, as she didn't blink out after a few seconds and her dresses where constantly changing. Liri hesitated a moment before approaching her, she could have been trained but by her age Liri guessed that she was only a Novice, and it was high unusual for a Novice to enter Tel’aran’rhiod without a Guide.

"Excuse me. Are you alright?" She asked walking towards the young woman. "Can I help you with something? I only ask as it doesn't seem like you have a lot of experience being in Tel’aran’rhiod." Liri finished not wanting to offend her.

{{OOC: Sorry it's a little short!}}