<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/6f/Accepted.jpg)</div><strong>Character name:</strong>Ishara Casalain (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=234819.msg11551036#msg11551036)<br/><strong>Position:</strong>Accepted<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;">(ready for the Test)</span><br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Kimika(MoN), Open<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Mid-afternoon, Saven 6th, 990NE<br/><strong>Place:</strong>White Tower Basement Entrance<br/><strong>Warning:</strong>n/a<br/><hr/><br/>The room was a perfect circle, flawless in form and symmetry, Ishara wondered for a moment if the room itself was a part of the ter'angreal. In all the literature it never said, though she knew that the room was built long after the ter'angreal. In the Age of Legends this device was used for something else, no one knew for sure what it was but now it was used for testing and was placed here for that specific reason. She wondered if the room itself allowed them to use it as such. Perhaps when she was an Aes Sedai she would know these answers, perhaps the answer was within the ter'angreal itself. Kimika Sedai's voice brought her to focus.<br/><br/>Kimika, Mistress of Novices said, "You come in ignorance, Ishara Casalain. How would you depart?"<br/><br/>"In knowledge of myself," Ishara said speaking the words with absolute conviction.<br/><br/>"For what reason have you been summoned here?"<br/><br/>"To be tried."<br/><br/>"For what reason should you be tried?"<br/><br/>"So that I may learn whether I am worthy."<br/><br/>"For what would you be found worthy?"<br/><br/>"To wear the shawl."  With the last words spoken, Ishara began to undress, untying the wide white sash that held her Accepted's dress on. The robe like dress fell away from her shoulder and she drew it about her waist, folded it neatly, laying it at her feet. Each motion a part of the ceremony. She had done this a thousand times already when alone in her room, repeating the words, thinking about what they meant, disrobing, and folding her clothes just so. The reasoning for disrobing was to symbolize that she trusted the Light to keep her safe. Ishara knew with complete certainty that the Light would see it so.<br/><br/>She felt so attached to this ring already, like it was already a part of her but she did what must be done and removed it. Handing the entwined Great Serpent Ring to the Mistress of Novices. Kimika gave her the instructions.<br/><br/>"Find a six-pointed star carved into the ground and stand on it; you will then be required to create your first weave. One hundred weaves are required for the test and so you must find one hundred carved stars. The weaves must be completed in order and must be woven within the star. Each weave must be completed correctly to pass. Do not rush, but complete them swiftly and move onto the next."<br/><br/>Then Kimika repeated four times,  "Remember what must be remembered" and cast a weave of the Accepted. Light tendrils of spirit and air flowed through Ishara and she felt it settle upon her mind.<br/><br/>Stepping back, Kimika and all six other Sisters present would begin channeling the Five Powers into the ter'angreal. The ter'angreal began to change color even faster than it normally did when not in use, beginning to revolve slowly. The air within the oval turned to a pure white that seemed to draw in light from the room. Ishara approached calmly and stepped through into a world determined in appearance by the Sisters operating the ter'angreal.<br/><br/>The first room was a stable, the smell of fresh hay in the room and an old gray mare staring at her with wide alert eyes. Ishara did not know why she was there or why she had no clothes on. In front of her was an old course brown woolen robe and braided hemp rope belt. Moving forward she slipped into the robes and tied the belt. As she did so the ground lit up with a six pointed star. Subconsciously she said, "Remember what must be remembered." The young pale blonde haired Accepted deftly wove her first spell. A weave of Air to produce a small solid coin like disc. She placed it in the pocket of the robe and stepped forward opening the door of the stable and moving out into the next area. The world shifted and changed, in that moment she forgot again why she was here and what she was doing.<br/><br/>Standing on the edge of a cliff she walked up to it, looked down and saw the six pointed star on the ledge below. Climbing down she cut her palms on the jagged sharp rocks but arrived at the star. There she weaved her second spell, it was a complex weave of all five powers that served no purpose and did nothing. Still she did so with composure and serenity, deftly performing what needed to be done.<br/><br/>The next location was on top of the ramparts of the great city of Caemlyn in Andor. Walking along the ramparts she made her way to the eastern gate, the same one she had passed through when she left for the White Tower. Below she saw a parade of soldiers entering the city but it was not the soldiers of Andor. Horns sounded off in the distance and she knew that it was an army seizing control of her home. Looking down on them as they passed she saw the next star located on the inner walls of the gate. Making her way to it she cast the third of her weaves... A weave of Air, Earth and Spirit, again it served no purpose but the world shifted under her feet and the next location would come into focus, this time, the same as all the others she began not knowing why she was there or where she was to go.