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Valucia Sabet
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PostPosted: Sat Jan 13, 2018 12:56 pm    Post subject: A Thread Reply with quote

He was one of the peaceful Amayar, of the island of Tremalking. The island existed off of the southwest Westlands and most never bothered to travel there. It was simply too uneventful for those seeking adventure.

The "Water Way" of very quiet, peace-loving, watch-the-grass-grow kind of living had not suited him at all when he was younger. He remembered behind like a wild cold, straining against the reins and biting at the bit of those ways. Some who knew war too well sought it and those who lived it would have taken a dagger to the foot just to know there was something more than the deafening gentility of the place.

When he was born, he was given the name Ian'Qel Surandt, but as soon as he landed in the Westlands, he shed his true name and for something more robust and changed soft green cloths and leggings for leather. And ages had passed. He was a man, but he had lived well beyond his years. The person who had seen to the extension of his lifespan was just the person he was on his way to see.

The Gleeman stood before the Gateway. It was dark outside and the woods were alive with creatures of the night: owls hooting, a twig snapping, a brush of leaves on a nearly bare branch sent the last of its leaves and some snow drifting to the ground below.

"It is not wise. Do you wish to reconsider, Gleeman?" The Ogier stood almost as tall as two men. His large hand rested against the archway; fingers large and long. He had long, tufted ears that flicked occasionally. The creator of that particular Gateway was long-gone, but one from his bloodline was the one that stood there asking the question of Ian.

Ian was still puzzled and in wonder every time he met an Ogier. Grand yet gentle creatures. Smart, too. He smiled a little, just for a second, to see the Ogier's glasses on the bridge of his wide, flat nose and a book tucked under his arm. "I'm sure, Salied. I'm sure." Said with a wave of his hand.

With that, Salied concentrated and brought the Gateway to life. "Do not tarry, Gleeman..."

He needed no encouragement. The Gleeman grabbed up his bags and hurried into the Gateway at enough of a pace that his old, patchwork cloak fluttered behind him. Humming filled his ears, his stomach twisted a little, and his skin felt like that air around him was charged by a powerful storm that he didn't want to be too near for too long.

When the sensations subsided, he realized he was standing still. He had shut his eyes during one particularly bright moment within the Way.

The time was taken, catching his breath and slowly opened his eyes to see the pointy end of a dagger.

_______________
Ian Warhawk

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Tia mi aven moridin isainde vadin
(The grave is no bar to my call)
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PostPosted: Sat Jan 13, 2018 2:15 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

Beyond the point of the knife was its hilt and the feminine hand that gripped it. He was no fool. Women were far better at daggers than men. Far better at scheming and poisons than men. No, he was no fool. But that was internally. Outer layers were that of a Gleeman; clothes and cloak.

"Well then? Who are you?"

The young woman was above the mark of five feet, by his estimate. Her brown hair was long and plaited in a braid that looked loose from a few things. A few more guesses, she had been resting when something had pulled her from her bed. She was young. Not agless, but young enough to be in her late teens or early twenties. Clothing did not mark her high and he entertained the guess whether it was a true representation or a guise. " I am...but a weary traveler. Aye. Making my way through life--"

"Through a Gateway!" The girl was not at all pleased with his attempt to simper and smile at her. The dagger was jabbed on the air between them.

Ian pulled his head back, just an inch or so. She was threatening him but she was not a threat to him. He obliged her though, with words sugared with a smile. "Aye. Aye I did! Wondrous things, aren't they!" He thrust his right hand out towards the dormant Gateway and then gave her an obvious look from her head to her skirt hems; tattered, frayed. He took a step back and bent in a bow far too deep then rose back up. "Ian Warhawk, at your service, lass. Don't let the name fool ya, though! I'm not here to wage war. Gleeman's my trade. Gleeman of the Ten Nations!" He gave her that continuing, toothy grin that could have oiled the squeakiest wheel of any cart known to man. "And what are you called, lass?"

"Back up, Gleeman!" The young woman ordered him with gritted teeth. Her words warned him that she would not have any of his nonsense.

One hand went up to hopefully stay another jab of her dagger in his direction but his other hand still held the straps and handles of his bags.

"Alrighty then, alrighty. Just being friendly."

"A curious word to describe you, Ian'Qel Surandt." The voice was calm and serene.
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Tia mi aven moridin isainde vadin
(The grave is no bar to my call)
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PostPosted: Sat Jan 13, 2018 2:17 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

The young woman smiled to her the voice of the one who interjected. By the slight falter of his overly played smile, the Gleeman recognized the voice as well. He might have flinched a little as he heard his full, true name.

Valucia approached the two. Hems of a heavy, winter bed gown was covered modestly everywhere else by her long, brown travel cloak. A couple of the buckles were not fastened, the only sign that she had hurried from the house, across the yard to The Four Keeps when she felt the Gateway being used. And her length tresses of black hair were completely unbound about her face, shoulders to fall free down her back to her hips.

The Gleeman then bowed, with honesty in the action. When he stood his height again his face reflected truer intentions and his 'mask' was something more genuine. "Valucia Sedai." She was greeted with respect.

The one of the Blue Ajah nodded to the young woman, indicating that she could lower her dagger. "Thank you, Yasmaen." Though the apparent scullery maid lowered the blade, she did not retreat too far. Valucia continued her approach of the man that had made his way through the little-known Gateway. "Yasmaen wields a knife better than the best cut-purse, Gleeman. She could have relieved you of all of your buttons, toggles, and ties without much effort at all." The Aes Sedai did not lie.

"Perhaps your scullery maid was well-schooled in slicing meat and vegetables?" He spoke of it but his gaze mutely spoke of a need to meet out of the earshot of anyone. How he accomplished or conveyed that with just a second's look was anyone's guess.

She smiled. There had been no mention of what Yasmaen's position the Bulwark's Cove was. "I can vouch for that, certainly. Now. Yasmaen, my dear. Will you bring us some of the mulled wine and what was left from dinner earlier?" Dark, grey eyes did not leave the Gleeman while she put the request to the young woman. When she heard Yasmaen's skirts, she started to turn and lead the way up into the kitchen. He would not have the tour that night. "Come, Gleeman. I suspect you did not travel this far, and by this means, to sleep right away..."

His half-smile met her back, following her path for food, drink, and more than a few words.

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Yasmaen


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Valucia Sabet
Aes Sedai
Blue Ajah
Tia mi aven moridin isainde vadin
(The grave is no bar to my call)


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PostPosted: Sat Jan 13, 2018 2:39 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

The kitchen kept them all within sight of each other, but not everything would be heard clearly while Yasmaen prepared two plates with what food was left over from the night before.

He watched the Aes Sedai who seemed so graceful that it appeared she glided instead of strolled or walked. Even when she took a seat at the table by the far wall in the kitchen it was like a queen, in his imagination.

Valucia gestured for him to sit across from her on the bench. "So...a 'wondrous thing', hmm?" A fine brow of rose. "My recollection of how you feel about Gateways is nothing close to that."

"A few words tossed on the wind." He cleared his throat, put his bags down and sat down on the bench.

"It has been years." She paused to keep her thoughts in check and her words evenly weighed.

"Aye, I know. Too long." He ran his hand through his disheveled mop of hair.

"I agree on that." He was studied to see that he had not aged at all since the last time she had seen him. "And I see that you are well."

"Aye." Ian leaned in and rested his arms on the table.

"Why are you here, Ian'Qel?" She politely smiled at Yasmaen when she brought the mulled wine and small plates of food. Another look and nod to the younger woman, she waited until the door of the kitchen was closed and Valucia and Ian were left alone.

It was a lifetime to him. It seemed that long before the other woman left and closed the door. Then he tossed aside his 'mask' and frowned openly at the black-haired lady across from him. "Tell me how, by all of the gods in the Westlands, did you lie to me?"
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Tia mi aven moridin isainde vadin
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PostPosted: Sat Jan 13, 2018 3:56 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

Valucia Sabet gave the man a level look. "I do not lie."

"By the Light, you did!" He was aghast. Not angry, but aghast. "How is that even possible, Aes Sedai?"

"I do not lie." She frowned a little his way. "Perhaps if you told me the reason for your accusation?"

He was already fishing into an inner pocket of his cloak. There were many inner pockets, some apparent and others that were not so clearly found.

What he was looking for was finally discovered and pulled to be seen by her. A part of him wanted to toss it at her. He would never do that, though. Instead of that, he put it on the table with a sound thump of the side of his hand meeting the table. "This was intercepted months ago. Spies everywhere, Valucia Sedai."

Something about the soft lines of the shape of her mouth moved a minuscule amount with disgust. "I do not care for the Game of the Houses, Ian'Qel."

"This is no game, my friend." What he called her, he meant well by it. "Do you know what it says? Aye, wait then, I will tell you!" The forefinger of his right hand stabbed the folded mound of parchment. "Says that you sustained a wound when you first got here. Aye?"

"Yes. That is true." Calmly, she regarded her old friend. Still, she was careful even with him to walk lightly with what she said and how she said it.

"A tainted blade. Almost killed you. Aye?" His lean forward did not invade her personal space but he was intent on getting answers. "Years earlier than now?" Tone was low and bordered on anger.

"Again, true. Why do you accuse me of lying to you, Ian'Qel?" Genuinely, she was curious and did not hide that, despite being careful.

"I wrote you a couple of years ago. Now I know you're a busy woman. Very, very busy woman. But, by the Light, how is it you replied to me that you were well? A poisoned blade by what can only have been a Darkfriend or one of theirs...and you are well?" His brow was up and looked at her.
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Valucia Sabet
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Blue Ajah
Tia mi aven moridin isainde vadin
(The grave is no bar to my call)


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PostPosted: Sat Jan 13, 2018 4:15 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

"If you remember, I answered you with these words 'There is nothing of concern to write of'." She recalled his letter and she remembered just how she had answered it.

"Nothing of concern to w--. Burn me! You and that Tower are a complicated lot!" The bench screeched as he shoved it back and stood in order to pace the kitchen. He picked up a pan and threw it across the room, watching it as it collided with the cutting block, a wall and the floor. He should have heard the sound of her skirts, but didn't. The first indication that she had moved was when her hand met with his arm.

"Ian..." The sound of her voice was pleasant and attempted to sooth him. "I did not lie to you. By the time I wrote the letter in response to yours, I was well. And the matter was being looked into."

"Your Eyes and Ears?" He looked down at her small hand against his arm, then across the room to where the pot had finally come to rest.

"Yes. I did not die. And what good would it have done you to know that I had been hurt, I wonder." Gently, she smiled up at him. "Come. Have some of the wine Yasmaen made. She mulled it the better part of yesterday."

He frowned down at her and did not turn at the slight pressure of her hand on her arm.

"Truly, my dear friend, I am well. Enough." The last word was added so that she was certain she was not lying. "Come and sit down and I will tell you of it, hmm?"

Stubbornly, he allowed her to guide him those few steps. He knew better than to listen without caution. He listened with a skilled carefulness, lest something be said that he would need to decipher or to understand what was left unsaid. "Aye, but the whole of it."

Then Valucia laughed aloud. Soft and gently, but she did laugh and nod to him her promise.
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Valucia Sabet
Aes Sedai
Blue Ajah
Tia mi aven moridin isainde vadin
(The grave is no bar to my call)
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Valucia Sabet
The Aes Sedai
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Jobs: Priestess, Scribe
Can Be Found: Bulwark's Cove (North-East RhyDin) has been purchased for herself and those of the White Tower.
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PostPosted: Sun Jan 14, 2018 3:25 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

"Dravis is a boy who is one of those who watch and listen for me. He was there that night..." ? Valucia began and lifted her hand, meeting the air between them. "The child was never in true danger. The Darkfriends' bit of fray was only after me.

He is young but savvy with keeping out of sight, but near enough in case I needed him. In which case, I did." The Aes Sedai's ageless face usually looked placid, peaceful if not curious when any looked upon her. But in that moment, to talk of that night, a frown marred the fine line of her delicate brow.

The Gleeman had known her for longer than any Human should have. Blessed in a way that others were not gifted with and he never spoke of unless it was with her or the two who had performed what they had to allow him that longevity. He reached out towards her and put a hand on her forearm. It was not an action of anything else except to assure her that he was reminding her that she could speak openly with him -- if no other like that than with a Warder.

Valucia nodded at that mute exchange of look and light touch to her arm. "I knew at once what she was. I had felt her presence for days. Their presence. The Beast had brought them, pulling them into the area. I can only guess they felt him. A crude existence, a male with the power to touch the Source..." She leaned in, marginally. "Ian, he was not fully mad. He had the ability for years to touch the One Power and had not fully lost his sense. Mind you, he was not completely...settled in his thoughts...but not truly mad."

She actually leaned where she sat on the bench until her back met the wall of the kitchen that was immediately behind her. Hands stayed where they rested on the kitchen table. She could see hints of flour in the cracks between the planks of wood and marks in the table from knives and other things. Darkluster gaze of black-pearl colored eyes stared at that as a focal point and continued. "I was able to track her, to confront her, but despite my skills...she was fast. Too fast even for a fray in the tapestry, Ian."

"You think that a Darkfriend tainted her? More than influence? More than their dark promises of wealth and power?"

"I am convinced of it. The blade she used, I have remembered it many times since then. It looked like items I have seen before, but they were figurines and such." Lips pursed before she uttered the word that she guessed it was. "Ter'angreal..."
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Tia mi aven moridin isainde vadin
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PostPosted: Sun Jan 14, 2018 3:26 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

"Burn... me.." He cursed under his breath. "A hilt made of that? They really wanted you dead."

"That I am not convinced of." Ian gave her a perplexed look, but she pressed on. "I mean, by that, I could have been anyone from the Tower and the attack could have still happened." Gaze of dark grey lifted from looking at the table to meet his gaze.

"How did Dravis get you out of there? When that one stabbed you?"

"I had him run back to the inn I was staying at. There is a man who is almost always there. Tall and strong enough not to find carrying me there a burden. Then he and Dravis made certain a healer was brought in. He did what he could."

The Gleeman frowned openly. "What does that mean, Valucia Sedai?"

"It means that the wound is healed but I still suffer from it." Her look softened. "Take ease, my dear friend. I am not incapacitated, but any stretch of the imagination. But it causes me pain at times. And since the attack, I get headaches."

"A Green or a Brown could look into this --" He started.

Valucia's hand rose up off of the table to halt his words. "I have already made plans for that. Now, besides coming to yell at me for what you thought was a lie.." She smiled at him. "..what else have you come to speak with me about, I wonder."

Despite the heaviness of what they had just discussed, he grinned. "Can I not just travel here to visit an old friend?"

"Can? Yes. The reason for your visit? No." She crossed lithe arms and waited with a patient smile for him to continue. It was his turn.
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