Entries tagged with rand al'thor

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5 - Dictated - as the nations of the earth are rent like rotting cloth.

Yes, I know this sort of thing is helpful is for fighting, but really.

[ Rand isn't happy about this helm. ]

I can barely get this off. And what use is this going to be without saidin?

[ His gauntlets click on the shield he picks up. His other arm ends at those scale like plates at his wrist, so he sort of wedges the straps on the shield on.

He turns his arm this way and that, then points it down and-

CLANK. Off that shield fell. ]

I may have been a blademaster, but that was left handed.

[ Ah. that would be the hand he doesn't have. ]

... Although it might be good to transfer that skill over.

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4 (Returning, 1 ) Video / Action Women shall weep and men quail

[ Hello Vatheon. The SFC bounces to the ground and look! Its a somewhat vaguely familiar rather tall redhead.

Taking a nap on the coral.

All normal, right? Totally. Nice coat, simple shirt, dark pants...

All with a suspicious amount of red stain along his left side.

Totally all normal.

Bother him? ]

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06 - The Shadow shall rise across the world - Voice

[ This was somewhat frustrating.

With all the murders, and then the horrible state some of the kidnappers returned, and the fact he was no longer in someone else' body, Rand decided he should test to see if he could still erase things.

He'd planned on using a cup that was damaged from one of the stores, but..

The weaves for Balefire won't form. He can get them most of the way there, but then they just loosen, unravel, and he's back just holding saidin. ]

Are there any abilities you once had, that no longer work here? I've found another, as I do know that Traveling - ah, teleportation of a sort - doesn't work as well as it could for me.

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04 - Video - Women shall weep and men quail as the nations of the earth are rent like rotting cloth.

[ The video starts with Rand sitting with a flute of some sort, sitting in the first floor of that big old inn they built toward the edge of the main bubble. He's playing the melody of something, although...

He has one hand folded behind his back. Yeah. Those keys appear to be moving on their own. Have fun with the obvious use of magic. After the end of that, he rests it across his knee. ]

So I have a slight problem with playing anything else. [ A casual wave of his left stump, before placing it on his lap again. ]

So is there anything that only needs one hand? I remember someone asking if there was regeneration magics, and I'm not going to look for that, but a replacement would be interesting. I think Lews may know how to draw up something for that, but I'm willing to look into other worlds ideas for it too.

[ Never mind that there is no Lews in the resident listing, at all. He thinks that talking about Lews as someone else may make it seem less awkward that he remembers things from 3000 years ago. ]

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03 - and the Dark One shall once more lay his hand upon the world of man

[ The feed opens not from Rand's hand, although the view was of the sleeping man, but from Mat's. Given that Mat didn't really have that good of a grip on it for taking video - one of his fingers was half on the camera - this probably wasn't on purpose.

Mat has a brush in hand. He keeps grumbling things under his breath as he doodles things on the sleeping man's face, careful not to get ink in his hair. ]

Just like you, sleeping through a bloody invasion. Of some other place's Shadow! [ Mat adds the other half of a mustache - a long curly one - with a flourish. ]

Think that may be why it didn't wake me. [ At Rand's words, Mat yelped, wobbled, spilled his ink over himself, and fell off the stool. The SFC dropped to the floor as well. Rand sat up, resting his chin on his hand and watched with some amusement. ]

Blood and bloody ashes, Rand! You've been asleep for a flaming month and a half in this bloody place and that's the first thing you say? Light! [ As Mat pushed himself up, his hat slid free of his head and his scarf free of his neck, showing the awkwardly flat mostly-closed left eye, and a vivid scar circling his neck. ]

I wasn't aware it was that long, but that may explain why you reacted so much that your clothing is beginning to fall free. [ With a yelp, Mat went to tie his scarf again. ]

((OOC: Rand is back among the awake, and replies will be from both Rand and Mat. Rand is red, Mat is green~))

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Text: Artist wanted

I am searching for an artist that is able to recreate pictures with very small details with a high level of realism. Is there anyone within this city who would be willing to attempt this?

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01 - And it shall come to pass that what men made shall be shattered

[ The SFC tumbles down to the floor to show Rand stumbling out of a small, hotel bathroom, blindly shoving the door out of his way and colliding with the opposite wall, near the edge of the starfish's range. He's got both hands to his head - stump and iridescent tattoos of dragons clearly visible on his wrists. ]

Not a box, it's not a box, I can clean my teeth in there, it doesn't take that much time. It is not a box... [ He's repeating this to himself for a bit, working himself back off the wall and back into the bathroo- ]

It's not - no, can't go back in there. [ And he's just going to sit on the floor heavily.

Guess even that size of a room is too small for him. ]

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[Okay, this time, the post is deliberate. Hubert is addressing, well, everyone. He pushes his glasses up out of habit before he begins speaking.]

My name is Hubert Ozwell. I've been in Vatheon for several months now, and... some of you likely saw me on the network a few weeks back. I apologize for not realizing my SFC was turned on.

That aside, I was part of the residents that were taken to a strange place some time back, and the dangers presented there were many and difficult. I realize the longer I remain stationary here, though, the more likely my combat skills are to atrophy. That's not something I would like to happen.

I am aware of the defense force, however I haven't decided just yet if I want to join. If anything I would like to ensure that I'm not going to be a liability and that I haven't lost my edge.

[Yes, it's only been a short time and he's already worried about this.]

Would anyone be interested in sparring at all? I extend this offer to anyone with decent to passable combat skills, as there isn't much I haven't dealt with. I also have healing artes, so I have no concerns or qualms about injures.

I await responses to know if this is something worth perusing. Thank you.