The Grey Tower

Illanova tried two more shots, then decided that the two-finger grip was just too unreliable. She could get an arrow to the target, but they weren't landing consistently. The instructor had said it was possible to learn to compensate for that, but it was difficult when no two of her shots were off ...

"I would not object to that," Illanova said, forcing herself to speak firmly. The sudden urge to vanish into the crowd in the face of this much gathered authority was nearly overwhelming. "And it is possible that this other Ter'Angreal operates from entirely different principles. Still, if there's ...

"I, um, might have something to contribute," Illanova said, and stepped forward. "My left hand is artificial, a ter'angreal . It works as a hand for me, but it also disrupts both Saidin and Saidar . I have been... reluctant... to let anyone study it, or even know about it, but if there's any chance ...

al'Syl Bederin had his own sword and was already adept in its use, but despite having been told how evaluations worked, he'd elected to start from the beginning. He could fight with the traditional two-handed saber as well as a number of other sorts of swords, but he preferred the straight, double ...

"Darthalien, Elia Sedai ." Darthalien considered what she'd said, then began a weave to explore the item. Spirit and Water... No, Water was no part of this and the item turned it away. He didn't press it. Spirit was his strongest element, and this item felt... No, not Fire, either. Or at least not ...

Illanova had never pictured herself as a swordswoman, though she'd enjoyed the tales of swashbuckling adventure that her brother had bought and read aloud in the good times when the family could afford them. Those tales had carried them through the bad years, and partly inspired her tendency to sign ...

"Just Dar, please, while we're here. I'm not an Asha'man yet, and right now it's best if we seem as ordinary as possible. So we don't channel unless we absolutely have to, and even then only if we can deal with a problem and then get out of the area. I can invert my weaves -- sometimes -- but that ...

OOC: Since we seem to have run aground a bit, I'm going to throw in a couple of NPCs.

IC:
"A moment, Blue weather-weaver," Kailos cut in before his wife Loisa could lose her temper and turn this from a well-planned capture to an accidental civil war. He could see from the way she stood that she ...

Illanova Restrov followed her friend Safaire reluctantly into the Warder Yards. Like most of the other drin -- and some Soldiers, she saw -- she'd come unarmed. This was the introductory class; those who held their own weapons and had experience with them would be training elsewhere. One of the ...

"Well, he's right about that," said Revic. "That was a lot of work. I'm still not sure how you got around me like that. How many weaves can you handle at once?"

"I'm not sure," Darthalien admitted. "I just know I'm not as strong as you, so my only real chances are either misdirection or trying to ...