Lease this WebApp and get rid of the ads.
Part III: Culmination
Thu Sep 7, 2006 13:47 (XFF:

It really was turning out to be a rare brand of treat to stand here before the fruits of education, the initiates of the Black Tower, and see for himself what leaps and bounds were being made. Ink-stained reports on spare pieces of vellum hardly succeeded in relating progress. While he usually placed his complete confidence in the written word, there really was nothing like watching weaves being made before him. Explosions, Deathgates, shields, slicing. . . . There was something infectious about the achievement of knowledge, about the birth of due skill, and Lysander was, if only for now, entranced by this. Asha’man were geniuses; Soldiers and Dedicated were geniuses pending.

As the last of the sinister parodies of gateways winked cleanly out of existence, Lysander was free to instruct the recruits at ease. His words carried farther than the mere initiates privy to his offensive weaves, for Lysander spoke unto those even under Dedicated Ceto Amaya’s care. The woman may be a woman, yes, but she was competent enough. At least she hadn’t accidentally killed anyone. A definitive plus, he thought, smirking decidedly.

“Release your hold on the Power. Good. The completion of our lesson will take us now from the Black Tower to a more remote setting where your weaves can be placed into practical effect.” Really, what they were doing could realistically have been done within the Tower, if not actually within the confines of the Blasting Grounds. Recruits were too often fenced within four black walls, and experience gained outside of said walls was refreshing, if not exactly illuminating. “Dedicated Paisling? A gateway, as we discussed?” Young Paisling seemed ready and exhilarated, even, to be able to perform the duty Lysander had requested of him before the lesson’s start. Lysander was without the Talent to Travel, just as one could not summon a rainstorm without Cloud Dancing or make a ter’angreal without the accompanying Talent, either. After all, it had been the Skimming weave that had allowed him to make Deathgates. As Paisling seized saidin, pale skeins of Spirit wove themselves into the Traveling weave, and a gateway materialized before them, gleaming for the silver of it.

Gesturing for Ceto Amaya to lead the recruits in, Lysander gave a confirming nod, and the ebony-skinned Dedicated followed suit, guiding the black-coated initiates forth. Lysander was the last to pass through after Locke, and they all were able to see the set destination. Flat, green land on every direction, rolling out while the eye, in tandem, attempted to draw in all back in. The steppe was unmarred.

“This is the Caralain Grass,” the Dedicated explained, though she herself had never been here, and Lysander only once before. “It owes its allegiance to no nation. You will discover that any nation owning expanded land is of little use if the land is inhabited by little more than a few farms. Larger, unmanned borders not only increase the amount and proximity of neighbouring nations thus heightening the danger of invasion, but it is a burden on the nation to enforce the law so far from the capital.” Ambassador indeed. Coming here was as much about completing the lesson as it was about giving the recruits perspective on the world that existed outside of the Tower’s walls even as they trained.

Lysander gestured to a place on the grass just off his left. “I will direct your eyes now to the makeshift arena that has been put in place for you.” This has been created by himself mere hours before, born of Illusion and tied-off weaves of saidin. While the term “arena” might invoke illusions of grandeur, this was hardly anything of the sort. White lines formed a large rectangle some fifty paces long, divided width-wise into two regions. A perfect circle adorned the centre. On one end of the arena (and only one) a statue of a winged bird was visible. It was approximately as tall as Lysander’s shoulders, cleaved of smooth, blue stone. It was a heron, graceful as it stood there, silent as death. It was stone. Death was inconsequential thereto.

“As you might have supposed, you will be pitted in one-on-one combat. Dedicated will square off against other Dedicated as Soldiers will face other Soldiers. Furthermore, those who had educated themselves in offensive strategies will face those who have been instructed in defensive weaves. The object is simple. The objective of those who had studied under me today will be to do harm to the heron statue. The heron, however, has been crafted of cuendillar. It will not be broken. All that one needs to do is successfully attack it with a weave that, had the bird been made of regular stone, would otherwise have done some form of harm to the statue. Those studying under Ceto Amaya will simply have to parry the attacks. If the bird sustains a hit, winner is the attacker. If the bird is not destroyed within a ninety-second time limit, winner is the defender.

“Remember that you can only use weaves learned in this lesson–that is, the shield, the fireball, Arrows of Fire, earth detonation, the barrier, Deathgates, or splitting weaves. Also, you may only stay on your half of the arena; any offending member who physically crosses the border dividing the arena in two surrenders the victory to his or her opponent. Understood? Now, partner yourselves, and the first pair who chooses to may be the first to square off.”

He eyed Locke. “You will partner with the Dedicated–barring Dedicated Ceto Amaya–of your choosing, and woe to whatever Dedicated that may be.” Much could be learned by defeat against a superior, though it was seldom much fun.

OOC: I only hope I didn’t actually write “heroin statue” instead of “heron statue” in any places there. If you’ve ever seen Lost, you’ll know why I might be inclined to accidentally string those other words together. *grins*

The arena a basketball court, basically, where your one-on-one fray will take place. Those on the offensive must stay on your half, and, using only the Power, hit the statue. Those on the defensive can shield the attacker (who stands some chance of breaking free . . . eventually), erect a barrier, or split the weaves (depending on your rank and what you learned) of the opponent. After ninety seconds, if the heron has been untouched, victory goes to the defender. Understood? *grins*

400 words minimum describing the skirmish, and whether you win or lose, you still get credit, of course. If you’re doing both BW and DW, two posts of 400 words (or one of 800) is required, roleplaying your character being the defender and, in a second match following it, being the attacker with a different partner. Feel free to partner up with PC’s if you so choose, though NPC’s are perfectly fine and likely a hell of a lot easier, too. *grins*

In a week’s time, credits will be posted! And, just for the hell of it, I’m keeping the lesson open. *shrugs* I’d rather give credit to those willing to write than to bar them from the opportunity unnecessarily.

Have a blast! (And now I realize that looks very much like some cheesy pun. Unintended, certainly. ^_-;)

  • Battle and Defensive Weaves!M'Hael Lysander and Dedicated Ceto Amaya, Wed Aug 9 15:38
    He could not say with any conviction which was a greater deprecation: that he would be teaching alongside a Dedicated or that he would be teaching alongside a woman. When Lysander had volunteered to... more
    • Completion!Mark, Fri Sep 15 17:42
      Hey! The lesson was excellent, and I was pleased that a few people were able to show up for participation's sake. In accordance with the newly instated Black Tower requirements, the following have... more
    • Part III: CulminationM'Hael Lysander, Thu Sep 7 13:47
      • Heron-MarkedAsha'man Locke, Tue Sep 19 17:54
        The Caralain Grass. Locke smiled at it, an uncompromising feeling of freedom coming across him. As far as he could see in any direction, nothing but flat, fertile, simple land - rich, and dark, with... more
      • A StruggleStyr Tai'Sei, Dedicated, Sun Sep 17 04:39
        Again, only a second’s notice before the storm fell. One moment he was examining the unmarked grass of the horizon, the next, Arrows of flame formed in a neat circle around a single Deathgate. As... more
      • Fifty-FiftySoldier Kieran (Karen), Fri Sep 15 08:43
        A battle was to be the last part of the lesson. Well, not exactly a battle, but a duel of strengths at least. If Kieran was lucky, then he could make it so that his battles were going to take place... more
      • That's One For MeSoldier Reyna a'Nesae, Thu Sep 14 17:48
        Stepping through the Gateway that had been woven for them was an experience like none other. Reyna had neither seen a Gateway nor been through one during her short time at the Tower. She was awed by... more
      • Strike first, strike fast, and strike smart.Soldier Afailla Dafrin, Sun Sep 10 13:20
        Afailla was a bit disoriented after the trip through the Gateway. When their little group emerged, she recognized nothing of the terrain, but it didn’t seem as though anyone else did, either. She... more
    • A Pounding HeadacheSoldier Kieran (Karen), Tue Sep 5 10:08
      He was never doing that…ever again. His head was pounding, his mouth dry, he felt like he was going to be sick and, worst of all, he didn’t remember most of the night before. He groaned softly,... more
    • Part IID: Similar Yet DifferentDedicated Ceto Amaya din Marin, Sat Sep 2 18:37
      Ceto Amaya watched the various Soldiers and Dedicated as they practiced their shields. Overall, she was pleased with the results – they all managed to perform the shield and were successful in... more
      • Acting on InstinctStyr Tai'Sei, Dedicated, Sun Sep 17 04:02
        Styr surveyed his partner with dark eyes. They had all split off into pairs once again, and he was amused to see his prior partner avoiding him like the Plague. Smiling mirthlessly, he nodded to the... more
      • A Civil Duel Of SortsSoldier Kieran (Karen), Thu Sep 14 20:41
        Upon getting the instructions of what they were to do, Kieran couldn't help his grin, and as he looked over at the Soldier that had already been his partner for the first part of the lesson, he found ... more
      • Hiding From AirSoldier Reyna a'Nesae, Thu Sep 14 08:06
        Reyna listened closely as the instructions were set to perform another kind of defensive weave. It may not have been the most exciting weave, but it still involved the Power, and that is what made it ... more
      • The less things change, the more they never seem the same.Soldier Afailla Dafrin, Sat Sep 2 19:25
        After the Dedicated had called the group to a halt, Afailla joined the others in watching this new demonstration. The modified shield seemed much more manageable – it was all air, except of course... more
    • Part IIB: The Worth of EarthM'Hael Lysander, Thu Aug 31 20:07
      Progress was progressing. He rarely taught group lessons in the same vein as these, and so he could not always be expected to remember which Soldiers and Dedicated would excel and which of them . . . ... more
      • A Weakness In EarthSoldier Kieran (Karen), Thu Sep 14 22:23
        He couldn't help it when his cheeks flushed when he heard that the next weave was going to only be made of Earth. Not only was that his weakest Element, but he had been working during this entire... more
      • Weak With EarthSoldier Reyna a'Nesae, Thu Sep 14 07:38
        Again, Reyna was far more interested in the weave being taught to the Dedicated rather than the one she was to be working on, but she was not stupid. Some might say otherwise of such a new recruit,... more
      • Another Kind of DeathwheelLocke Lemain, Sat Sep 2 10:02
        Locke winced at the harsh treatment of one of the Dedicated for speaking out of turn. Lysander was correct in his annoyance at being interrupted - a soldier always requested permission to speak... more
      • New Weapons and New MistakesStyr Tai'Sei, Dedicated, Sat Sep 2 03:49
        Styr watched the second demonstration with an attentiveness that made his dark eyes swirl with streaks of indigo and sapphire. Traveling was a Talent that he had never tried to employ, and although... more
      • Blown to bitsSoldier Afailla Dafrin, Fri Sep 1 18:23
        Once again, Afailla watched the new weaves with rapt attention, fascinated with the various weaves being demonstrated by the female Dedicated. She watched the varied types of explosions excitedly,... more
    • The New DayStyr Tai'Sei, Dedicated, Wed Aug 30 10:44
      Styr greeted the new day as he did every other. Sitting cross-legged on his Spartan bed, he opened his eyes as the sun flooded over the lip of the single barracks window, warming his face. It made... more
    • Part IB: Fireballs and FilamentsM'Hael Lysander, Thu Aug 24 20:51
      He had half a mind to order Asha’man Locke from the lesson, and the reason in this was given in the other man’s title. Locke was an Asha’man–a word plucked from the Old Tongue as to mean “guardian.”... more
      • Playing With Fire And EarthSoldier Kieran (Karen), Thu Sep 14 22:05
        This was going to be a long and challenging lesson, because at the beginning of it, Kieran decided that it would be best if he learned both the Defensive and the Battle weaves. At least with the... more
      • The BeginningsSoldier Reyna a'Nesae, Sun Sep 10 16:35
        Reyna had been particularly excited at the chance to learn both defensive and offensive weaves on the same day. She knew it would be hard, but she had already made that promise to herself that she... more
      • Unruly FlameStyr Tai'Sei, Dedicated, Thu Aug 31 09:30
        The afternoon sun, sheathed in clouds of iron and steel, cast patchy shadows over the Training Grounds. As the M’Hael demonstrated the Arrows of Fire weave against that power-wrought stone barrier,... more
      • All the World AflameAsha'man Lemain, Mon Aug 28 10:31
        Locke examined his M'Hael with a sort of scholastic evasiveness; he was not personal, but not impersonal. He was seemingly stoic, but inside, he was incredibly aware of everything the younger man was ... more
      • PyromaniacSoldier Afailla Dafrin, Fri Aug 25 15:40
        When the class had been divided, Afailla had wandered over towards the defensive group, figuring that this would take more finesse and concentration – not something she wanted to have to worry about... more
    • Part ID: Keep Your Guard UpDedicated Ceto Amaya din Marin, Thu Aug 24 20:51
      Ceto Amaya blinked at the slim, pale man who seemed to have shown up entirely unprompted. She knew him through reputation – Asha'man Locke Lemain. This was confirmed both by Lysander addressing him... more
      • Getting On One's Bad SideSoldier Kieran (Karen), Thu Sep 14 18:36
        A shield, a shield, he was to make a shield. Normally, that wouldn't sound like that hard of a task for the Domani, but when you took into account the fact he had had too much fun partying last... more
      • New Experiences With the SourceSoldier Reyna a'Nesae, Sun Sep 10 16:08
        Though Reyna was still very new to the Power, she was excited to know that Spirit was her second strongest Element in the Power. However, even this might not help her in this lesson. She had only... more
      • A Reassuring SmileStyr Tai'Sei, Dedicated, Thu Aug 31 10:00
        At ease, Styr felt rather than saw that Dedicated Amaya wove. Unlike many at the Black Tower, he did not possess a pointless prejudice against the female recruits. Maybe it was his time in the White... more
      • The best offense is a good defense.Soldier Afailla Dafrin, Fri Aug 25 15:11
        When the class had been divided, Afailla had wandered over towards the defensive group, figuring that this would take more finesse and concentration – not something she wanted to have to worry about... more
    • One of These Things is Not Like the Ooooother...Locke Lemain, Tue Aug 15 07:46
      Locke shifted his index finger across his smooth chin speculatively. The recruits in the training yards were working on beginning spearform - his weapon of choice. Most were a bit clumsy with the... more
    • Soldier ReportingSoldier Reyna a'Nesae, Fri Aug 11 14:37
      Reyna approached the Blasting Grounds. She had been at the Tower for just over a month now, and in her mind, was progressing nicely. The same could not be said of those who taught her, but then... more
    • I don't think I'm ready for battle...Soldier Afailla Dafrin, Wed Aug 9 17:26
      Afailla had been practicing almost non-stop since her Embracing lesson. She’d gotten permission from Dedicated Reese, and even received a few pointers here and there from the same. This was the main... more
Click here to receive daily updates