The White Tower ~ Tar Valon ~ The Blue Cat Inn
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				Title: <strong>The White Tower ~ Tar Valon ~ The Blue Cat Inn</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cynadea</strong> on <strong>26-08-2015, 02:12:04</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font">The Blue Cat Inn</span></span></div><hr>The inn is built in the shape of a large, sleeping cat, and is of Ogier design and construction. It serves food, ale, mulled wine and spiced wine. The main room is always spotless, and often has the visit of a gleeman or a bard to entertain for the evening.
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				Post by: <strong>Blinkin</strong> on <strong>05-09-2015, 19:44:26</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/42/Gaidin.jpg)</div><strong>Character name: </strong>Warner Du'Baru<br><strong>Position: </strong>Gaidin to Avalyn Sedai<br><strong>Bond Mate:</strong> Avalyn Amasera<br><strong>Tags: </strong> Avalyn<br><strong>Time: </strong> Evening, Saven 5th, 990NE<br><strong>Place: </strong> The Blue Cat Inn<br><strong>Warning: </strong> <br><hr><br>Warner’s eyes locked on her full lips as she closed them over the cake and mmmed . He elt something inside of him turn heated and sparked thoughts that were far, far inappropriate for the situation. A surge of… not quite lust, but something bright and warm flashed across the bond as she swallowed… his eyes dropped to her throat and a soft growl came from his lips.<br><br>He controlled himself and at her insistence, took a bite of the same cake that she had tasted. “Mmmm.” He said close to her ear, the scent of honey and spices flowed across her cheek, “That’s good.” He said after he had to swallow twice. “Messy too.” He grinned and didn’t try to move the hand on his waist.<br><br>He grinned even wider as she reacted like a novice to the idea of a juggler and gleeman at the inn, “Then, we should go then.” He offered and set oof for the ‘Cat, his passing the bundle of sweet breads to her so that his hand was free… but he didn’t release her other hand.<br><br>They enetered the inn and he nodded to the inn-keeper as he caught his eye. The man was, as all inn-keepers seemed to be, a man of trulyimmense stature under the spotless white apron. He held up a hand and wiggled 2 fingers as he found a table in a corner for her. As he approached, two men rapidly vacated their chairs for her and he made sure that she had a seat where she could see the stage easily and he could sit with his back to a wall and he could watch the room. “The best seat in the place Lady.” He said and bowed to her.<br><br>It was only a few moments later when a serving girl approached with a mug of ale and a spiced wine for Avalyn… it was amazing what a good man could do if he knew his clientel.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Cynadea</strong> on <strong>08-09-2015, 09:03:44</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/e8/GreenAjah.jpg)</div><strong>Character name:</strong> Avalyn Amasera<br><strong>Position:</strong> Sister, Green Ajah<br><strong>Bondmate:</strong> Warner Du'Baru<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Warner<br><strong>Time:</strong> Evening, Saven 5th, 990NE<br><strong>Place:</strong> A table in the corner<br><strong>Warning:</strong><br><hr><div style="text-align: justify;">Her excitement had not lessened by the time they reached the strangely-shaped in; if anything, it grew even more. She was the image of Aes Sedai serenity though, but there was something in her eyes that betrayed the excitement, and the smile on her lips also spoke length of her emotions. More then once she had hoped that her emotional state would not overwhelm him as it flowed into the bond. It was all too new for her to be able to cloak it, although she had been explained how to do it.<br><br>It was liberating, knowing that she could let her heart down the slippery path of attachment to a man. She was a green; that she be promiscuous with her warder was not going to surprise anyone who noticed. She loved men, really <em>loved</em> them; the shape of their body, the bulge of muscle, the way they moved… She was very much attached to only one, though, and as they entered the inn, she couldn't hide it any more from him than the excitement at the idea of a gleeman's tale and a juggler's skillful tricks.<br><br>Avalyn gave the innkeep a bow of her head in lieue of greeting. She let the more imposing form of her bear of a warder open the way for her, and felt a flutter in her stomach at the thought. Warner was her Gaidin! It crossed her mind that half of her excitement probably came from that fact alone. She thanked the one who left their table to her; she would have been perfectly happy to stand but did not want to seem ungrateful.<br><br>"I am spoiled." Avalyn told Warner with a pleased smile. When she took her spiced wine from the girl's hand, she slipped the coins for both drinks and some tips into her hand. The innkeep would have a great selling night, tonight. All that Avalyn hoped for his sake was that no one would start a fight. Avalyn held a hand toward Warner, again not in the least bothered by a display of affection where anyone could see. For a moment, her eyes were mesmerized by colorful balls going in intricate circles. </div>
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				Post by: <strong>Blinkin</strong> on <strong>08-09-2015, 14:03:28</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/42/Gaidin.jpg)</div><strong>Character name: </strong>Warner Du'Baru<br><strong>Position: </strong>Gaidin to Avalyn Sedai<br><strong>Bond Mate:</strong> Avalyn Amasera<br><strong>Tags: </strong> Avalyn<br><strong>Time: </strong> Evening, Saven 5th, 990NE<br><strong>Place: </strong> The Blue Cat Inn<br><strong>Warning: </strong> Playing with colored balls can create huge messes!<br><hr><br><br>Warner smiled at her thinking that she was spoiled, "Not that I can see." he said in her ear, "Just ripe enough to be sweet and juicy." Then, he realized what he had said and a hint of embarrassment flowed over the bond. "What I mean is that I haven't started to spoil you." he said as he took her hand and watched the juggler handle his balls.... his mind was far from it's elevated heights tonight, he could tell. The only thing lacking in the whole image was Avalyn sitting on his knee.<br><br>Witout thinking, he brought her hand up and placed a light kiss on the knuckle and took a pull of his ale. He had everything that he had wanted for the last half-dozen years and more and he was, for the first time in memory, not entirely sure of himself around the fiesty green. He was more than attracted to her, had dreamed forbidden dreams about her... thank the light that no dream walkers had been in the tower in generations... he had come across that tidbit purely by accident while reading a text that she had loaned him months ago. Having a woman see some of his dreams would of gotten his ears boxed but good!<br><br>Still, having her this close, all but touching legs and her hand in his... he was watching her more than the juggler and enjoying the way she watched the man throwing orbs of colored wood about. Oh, how he wanted to do more than hold her hand and he worried if the bond would show it as strongly as he felt it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The White Tower ~ Tar Valon ~ The Blue Cat Inn</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cynadea</strong> on <strong>14-09-2015, 22:35:53</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/e8/GreenAjah.jpg)</div><strong>Character name:</strong> Avalyn Amasera<br><strong>Position:</strong> Sister, Green Ajah<br><strong>Bondmate:</strong> Warner Du'Baru<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Warner<br><strong>Time:</strong> Evening, Saven 5th, 990NE<br><strong>Place:</strong> A table in the corner<br><strong>Warning:</strong><br><hr><div style="text-align: justify;">The sweet and juicy comment had her raise her eyebrow in surprise, but then the emotion that came along with it made her laugh softly. She was not one to be spoiled so easily; Avalyn had always thought that becoming Aes Sedai was to have a very long life of hard work, like fighting an uphill battle. The idea of having someone taking it easy on her and spoiling her felt almost strange and certainly unexpected. She would not grow soft, or at least be careful not to.<br><br>After he kissed her hand, Avalyn leaned toward him and pressed the side of her head against the tip of his shoulder. It was a small show of affection, but she wanted to be close to him. She couldn't help but to wonder what went through his mind, because even if her eyes were set on the juggler's skills, her mind was focused on him. It was odd, knowing how he felt but not the thoughts behind them. She felt content, though, happy to be there with him and fascinated both by the bond, and by the show.<br><br>She glanced toward him more than once to catch his eyes on her. "What is it, Warner?" Avalyn asked him softly.&nbsp; "What makes it so hard for you to enjoy the show… which is this way, by the way." Avalyn pointed discreetly at the front, where the juggler added yet another ball to the loop. She was amused, and he would feel it, but he would most likely feel the curiosity that came along with her question. There was no concern, as she didn't think there was anything to be concerned about, but it wasn't far below the surface.</div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The White Tower ~ Tar Valon ~ The Blue Cat Inn</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Blinkin</strong> on <strong>21-09-2015, 18:33:04</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/42/Gaidin.jpg)</div><strong>Character name: </strong>Warner Du'Baru<br><strong>Position: </strong>Gaidin to Avalyn Sedai<br><strong>Bond Mate:</strong> Avalyn Amasera<br><strong>Tags: </strong> Avalyn<br><strong>Time: </strong> Evening, Saven 5th, 990NE<br><strong>Place: </strong> Table in the corner<br><strong>Warning: </strong> <br><hr><br><br><br>Warner grinned at the soft chuckle, relieved that she hadn't taken offense at the acciental double meaning to his comment. "I swear that I have never felt so clumbsy before today." he amitted softly. He couldn't stop the surge of pleasure through the bond as she rested her head on his shoulder and he desperately wanted to slide an arm about her trim waist. But, his hand was in hers and he was loath to remove it. He was a man of passion, but passion too often estrained in regards to her. Before today, it was as much out of respect for her as fear of the lost opportunity to become her warder than anything. Now, it still the respect, but a need to be sure that she not be considered less than what she was by too much of a display from him and how she might react to it. He knew her, but the new situation gave him both too much information through the bond and too little.<br><br>He felt his cheeks color just a little at the question and he glanced toward the juggler as indicated. The big bear of a man swallowed and spoke softly, "The show is there, but I can't take my gaze away from the beauty beside of me." he closed his eyes for a moment, then opened them again, "I do not think that I have been this close to you for this long since the day you stole my breath the first time I saw you... It might be a little distracting, but I cannot find it within myself to apologize."<br><br>Warner wasn't completely distracted by her, he had ears and a nose and was still quite capable of acting with a speed that belied his size if he percieved a threat to her. He smiled a small, private smile just for her, "Then, there is the scent that you are wearing." he said in a soft voice. "It suits you Lady."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The White Tower ~ Tar Valon ~ The Blue Cat Inn</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cynadea</strong> on <strong>24-09-2015, 23:13:06</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/e8/GreenAjah.jpg)</div><strong>Character name:</strong> Avalyn Amasera<br><strong>Position:</strong> Sister, Green Ajah<br><strong>Bondmate:</strong> Warner Du'Baru<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Warner<br><strong>Time:</strong> Evening, Saven 5th, 990NE<br><strong>Place:</strong> A table in the corner<br><strong>Warning:</strong><br><hr><div style="text-align: justify;">The smile that floated on her lips had something knowing, and almost shy. Almost. "I am the same woman that you've sparred with the last couple of years, Warner. The bond changes nothing in that aspect. What does change is that I am more aware of you and you are more aware of me. So far, there is nothing in what I get from you that I do not approve or agree with." His desire, his affection, everything he felt for her had been news to her. She had been blind to it, too focused on her training and on how to convince him to be her warder to see that the convincing part was already done long ago.<br><br>Avalyn glanced his way, mischief in her eyes. She was up to no good again, planning to tease him, or to provoke some reaction out of him. "Don't apologize, dear Gaidin." She stretched her neck and kissed his cheek in a rather chaste but tender manner. "Do not hide how you feel from me anymore, please. I cannot act on something that I ignore. Besides I have a clearer idea of how you feel about me, and I feel the same about you." She admitted. As if to prove a point, her hand shifted into his, lacing her fingers with his in a hand hold that she felt was more intimate, and she covered his hand with her second one.<br><br>"The soap is rosewater, from the soapmaker down on Tanner street. He makes soap the way my mother did, and rosewater is my favorite, though some other soaps that he makes smell equally as good." She said, momentarily distracted by the sound of a flute that seemed to harmonize itself with the intricate circles and rhythm set by the juggler. She managed to take her eyes away from the spectacle in front to look at her man once again. <br><br>"Thank you." She said, and the gratitude that flowed through the bond was far more intense than a simple compliment about how she smelled warranted. The words, as she said them, were meant for far more than the compliment. It was for the way he felt for her, for accepting to be her brother in arms, being her warder. By the Light. She had her first warder! Thinking about it made her stomach flutter.</div>
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				Post by: <strong>Blinkin</strong> on <strong>03-10-2015, 16:32:00</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/42/Gaidin.jpg)</div><strong>Character name: </strong>Warner Du'Baru<br><strong>Position: </strong>Gaidin to Avalyn Sedai<br><strong>Bond Mate:</strong> Avalyn Amasera<br><strong>Tags: </strong> Avalyn<br><strong>Time: </strong> Evening, Saven 5th, 990NE<br><strong>Place: </strong> The Blue Cat Inn<br><strong>Warning: </strong>&nbsp; Mushiness Ahead!<br><hr><br><br>Warner grinned at her words, but the mischief in her eyes set off warning bells all the same. He knew all too well the kinds of mischief that she could create and how much of it could involve him in ways that would be better not examined.<br><br>He was distracted by the shift of her hand in his; the twining of fingers and how her free hand covered his as well. Such a small hand when compared to his calloused one... but so full of power and authority that it's mere touch did things that, again, would be better not examined just then. "You don't have to worry, kiss my cheek again and I'm quite certain that everyone in the room will know just how I feel." He grinned wickedly for a moment, "The table will jump."<br><br>He took another deep breath and could detect the roses scent in her hair; for a long, long moment, he wanted little more than to bury his face in that hair andd get lost in her scent... but that would most likely lead to him wanting to put his face in other places and he knew that she could be... reactive when surprised. But that cut-out was far too appealing even under normal circomstances. He glanced from her to the gleeman and juggler, "If the gleeman offers up something lively enough, would you like a little dance Avalyn?" he asked softly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The White Tower ~ Tar Valon ~ The Blue Cat Inn</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cynadea</strong> on <strong>10-10-2015, 21:10:21</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/e8/GreenAjah.jpg)</div><strong>Character name:</strong> Avalyn Amasera<br><strong>Position:</strong> Sister, Green Ajah<br><strong>Bondmate:</strong> Warner Du'Baru<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Warner<br><strong>Time:</strong> Evening, Saven 5th, 990NE<br><strong>Place:</strong> A table in the corner<br><strong>Warning:</strong><br><hr><div style="text-align: justify;">Avalyn laughed softly at his warning should she kiss his cheek again. Of course, it only gave her some ideas on how to cause even more of a reaction. Kiss his lips… or his neck, which was much closer and easier to reach. Instead, she leaned into him and just nuzzled the side of his neck. "Wait until we are behind the closed door of my bedroom, my Gaidin." She said in a manner that could be considered both a request and a warning of more to come when they were away from prying eyes.<br><br>She resumed a more appropriate position to watch the show, but Warner would still be able to feel her lean into him gently so that she could rest her head on his shoulder. She needed the nearness, right now. It seemed to ease the feeling of him in her mind, to make it easier to focus on something else. Feeling him there - his desire, his affection, his happiness - was something that she had been wanting for a long time, but she realized now how frustrating it could be. She could not dig for more information, could not look into his thoughts, not without asking him directly so that he speak them aloud. No matter how frustrating, it was still something that she wanted and right now, she was very excited about all that they could, and would, accomplish together.<br><br>"Of course, I would dance with you." She answered to his question with a broad smile. She thought of a half dozen of other comments, such as how she would use any excuses to find herself into his arms, or how he was looking for one to hold her… and more colorful comments which might just end up having him drag her up to a room though she was quite sure there were none free, or drag her back to the tower to her own room. She took a sip of her wine to hide her smile and squeezed his hand affectionately.<br><br>The juggler moved aside after an exaggeratedly flourished bow, and the gleeman took his place, playing a few notes on a harp to announce a Great Hunt of the Horn story. Avalyn knew that story, and knew that sometime along the way, there would be an opportunity for the dance that&nbsp; Warner had requested. The telling of the story was pleasant to the ears, the gleeman had a way to give life to the story and Avalyn became suddenly aware of the silence in the room when the gleeman spoke in a loud whisper of shadows following his hunter in the night.</div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The White Tower ~ Tar Valon ~ The Blue Cat Inn</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Blinkin</strong> on <strong>14-10-2015, 12:33:10</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/42/Gaidin.jpg)</div><strong>Character name: </strong>Warner Du'Baru<br><strong>Position: </strong>Gaidin to Avalyn Sedai<br><strong>Bond Mate:</strong> Avalyn Amasera<br><strong>Tags: </strong> Avalyn<br><strong>Time: </strong> Evening, Saven 5th, 990NE<br><strong>Place: </strong> The Blue Cat Inn<br><strong>Warning: </strong>&nbsp; Rising Tides!<br><hr><br><br>Warner shivered ever so softly when Avalyn nuzzled his neck; the words that she whispered had an unexpectedly strong flood ofheat flowing over the bond. He tried hard to not show any outside reaction, but his trousers became uncomfortably tight at the same time that his desire for her nearly overwhelmed everything else in the bond. But, aside from the appearance of an impressive bulge in his trousers, he showed no other outward effect... well, his eyes closed for a few seconds, but that might of simply of been because he wanted to take a nap. He finally whispered, "Probably not a good time to pull you into my lap." There was a hint of a smile and a playful, teasingness over their new bond.<br><br>Warner switched hands in hers, lacing fingers again and squeezing ever so lightly... his now free arm dared to slip about her waist to support her own body leaning back against his... he placed a quick, light kiss on the top of her head as the gleeman began the tale. "You'll drive me mad yet." he said softly.
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				Post by: <strong>Cynadea</strong> on <strong>16-10-2015, 21:32:27</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/e8/GreenAjah.jpg)</div><strong>Character name:</strong> Avalyn Amasera<br><strong>Position:</strong> Sister, Green Ajah<br><strong>Bondmate:</strong> Warner Du'Baru<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Warner<br><strong>Time:</strong> Evening, Saven 5th, 990NE<br><strong>Place:</strong> A table in the corner<br><strong>Warning:</strong><br><hr><div style="text-align: justify;">Avalyn felt the flood coming through the bond and it threatened to overwhelm her for a short moment. His desire was raw, unrestrained, as he had every right to feel. She kept her eyes ahead, fighting the urge to turn them to him, or to look at his lap when he mentioned it. She knew why he said that and given the desire that she had felt from him, she expected a bulge which was like a magnet for her attention given that she felt desire too. If she did not have a good measure of self-control, however, she wouldn't be Aes Sedai.<br><br>She felt his hand around her and leaned into him some more. Her head rested against his shoulder, and her attention was on the story of the Gleeman until he spoke to her.&nbsp; "Oh… I am not even trying yet. I wonder how you will be holding on when I am actually doing it on purpose.." She replied softly, a mischievous smile played on her lips.&nbsp; She was telling the truth, of course, she wasn't really trying to drive him mad, just to turn him on and that had worked.<br><br>The story in front lost a bit of its appeal after the hunter single-handedly killed a fade with a blade to the heart, without taking its head off. Nothing can break the attention of a knowledgeable audience more than mistakes like these. Avalyn snorted discreetly and cast a glance toward Warner with a less than impressed expression on her face, and caught herself hoping that there would be music soon, and space for them to dance, until then, she listened and took a drink of her wine now and then.<br><br>The music came with the end of the story, where the hunter found the horn, hidden in plain sight on a statue of some Illianer palace. Knowing that the horn was lost and that people had been looking for it all over the place, the possibility of this was slim. It would require that anyone able to read and understand the writings on the horn to pass by and pay attention. "The grave is no bar to my call" is hard to ignore. Avelyn reminded herself that it was just a story, fiction, and that it was by its nature not made to be believed in, and so when the music came, she looked up at Warner expectantly. "Ready?"</div>
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				Post by: <strong>Blinkin</strong> on <strong>19-10-2015, 17:28:31</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/42/Gaidin.jpg)</div><strong>Character name: </strong>Warner Du'Baru<br><strong>Position: </strong>Gaidin to Avalyn Sedai<br><strong>Bond Mate:</strong> Avalyn Amasera<br><strong>Tags: </strong> Avalyn<br><strong>Time: </strong> Evening, Saven 5th, 990NE<br><strong>Place: </strong> The Blue Cat Inn<br><strong>Warning: </strong> <br><hr><br><br>Warner had a difficult time keeping his eyes from dropping to the oval cut-out that framed a lush curve of cleavage&nbsp; and bare skin. He had always found that cut-out difficult to resist gazing at, but he had made a concerted effort to not look at it as if he was a boy barely into his teens... but when she had aroused him as she had done, it seemed all but impossible... but he managed it... after just one glance... maybe two... certainly not more than three!<br><br>He tried to focus on the story before he ripped out his trousers or something even more serious, touched her in a way that you should only touch your wife... if she had actually touched him, he was deathly afraid that he would of ruined his small clothes. Fortunately, she didn't and he calmed down as she rested her head against his shoulder.<br><br>He snorted softly at the hunter killing a fade and as she glanced up at him, he whispered, "I didn't know that a fade had a heart."<br><br>He grinned widely as she asked if he were ready. He rose and offered his hand to help her from her seat, "I think that I can handle a dance or two."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The White Tower ~ Tar Valon ~ The Blue Cat Inn</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cynadea</strong> on <strong>25-10-2015, 21:45:00</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/e8/GreenAjah.jpg)</div><strong>Character name:</strong> Avalyn Amasera<br><strong>Position:</strong> Sister, Green Ajah<br><strong>Bondmate:</strong> Warner Du'Baru<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Warner<br><strong>Time:</strong> Evening, Saven 5th, 990NE<br><strong>Place:</strong> A table in the corner<br><strong>Warning:</strong><br><hr><div style="text-align: justify;">Avalyn gave Warner a annoyed look that seemed to say 'I know, right?' but the annoyance wasn't directed at him, and it was so very faint that she wasn't sure he could feel it through the bond. She was in a too good mood to let something like this bother her, but she knew now how a Brown must feel when she hears someone speak about something historical and had their facts all wrong. She could live with it, ignore it and move onto the next activity without letting a detail like this ruin her evening and it made her wonder if a Brown would have let the gleeman off so easily.<br><br>When the music started, and Warner agreed for the dance, Avalyn took her cup of wine in her hand and downed the few sips there was left in her glass. When she was done, she took Warner's hand and stood gracefully, with a slow speed that did not betray the excitement that Warner would be able to feel from the bond. <br><br>"Let's see who's feet will suffer most from the dance." Avalyn teased. She was a decent dancer, with the grace of an Aes Sedai and the balance of a trained swordsman. His toes would be safe, and she would know to keep hers out of his way or so she hoped. They found a clear enough spot for them to team up and dance together. She moved close to him so that he could take her into his arms as was required, but she was slightly closer than was necessary, one might even argue proper, and then she looked into his eyes, daring him to do or say anything about it.</div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The White Tower ~ Tar Valon ~ The Blue Cat Inn</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Blinkin</strong> on <strong>28-10-2015, 14:44:19</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/42/Gaidin.jpg)</div><strong>Character name: </strong>Warner Du'Baru<br><strong>Position: </strong>Gaidin to Avalyn Sedai<br><strong>Bond Mate:</strong> Avalyn Amasera<br><strong>Tags: </strong> Avalyn<br><strong>Time: </strong> Evening, Saven 5th, 990NE<br><strong>Place: </strong> Blue Cat Inn<br><strong>Warning: </strong> <br><hr><br><br>Warner caught just a hint of annoyance at the gleeman, thankful that it wasn't at him, and escorted her out onto the dance floor. <br><br>He might not of claimed the title, but he was as close to a blade-master as one could get and not brag about it; so her toes were safe with him.<br><br>His eyebrow rose at the daring look, and he drew her just a hint closer in response. Certainly not appropriate, but not quite scandelous either. With his arms about her waist, he looked down into her eyes,"Tell me no and I will let you pull back Avalyn." he spoke softly, but loudly enough for her to hear, "But if you are daring enough to be so close, I would not be fool enough to not accept it."<br><br>He felt a need to kiss her then. It wouldn't be the first time; as a novice, it had been a sort of game to trade kisses and risk getting caught and he had enjoyed the feel of her lips; particularly when they had gotten caught and he had to pay for the kisses with extra duties. But, he wondered how the bond might change the kisses between them... how being her warder might change such things that happened between men and women.<br><br>On the one hand, he respected her greatly, too much to actually dishonor her by trying more than was proper between a man and woman yet unmarried. On the other, he wanted her with a passion that rarely reached the surface except when she was with him. "I pray that the feeling of you in my mind never becomes ordinary Avalyn Sedai."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The White Tower ~ Tar Valon ~ The Blue Cat Inn</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sindra</strong> on <strong>01-11-2015, 01:42:41</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/50/BlueAjah.jpg)</div><strong>Character name:</strong> Aleana Schiller (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=234819.msg11575159#msg11575159)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Keeper of the Chronicles, Blue Ajah <br><strong>Bondmate:</strong> None (As yet!)<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Quinton<br><strong>Time:</strong> Afternoon, Saven 5, 990NE<br><strong>Place:</strong> Tar Valon --&gt;White Tower --&gt; Inn<br><strong>Warning:</strong> <br><hr>&nbsp; <br>As Aleana approached the White Tower after a nice morning of shopping with Imoko, a gentle hand on her arm stopped her and her head whirled toward the source.&nbsp; Though she didn’t actually expect an attack this close to the Tower itself, her heart kicked up in her chest and she readied herself, grabbing ahold of Saidar without missing a beat.&nbsp; A second later, Aleana felt inwardly foolish but gave no outward sign of it as she stared into the face of a barmaid that, on more than one occasion, updated her on the comings and goings of others in Tar Valon.&nbsp; Dropping the One Power, she stared at the young woman, her face composed into her typical cool mask.<br><br>“The gleeman is back, if your seeking entertainment during the grand Faire!”&nbsp; She exclaimed as though it were nothing more than chance to get some Aes Sedai to come to the Inn and take in some of their coin.&nbsp; “Come to the Blue Cat Inn for the drinks, stay for the entertainments!”&nbsp; She continued, passing the message before turning to the next group of people approaching the Tower gates and repeating the message - almost exactly.&nbsp; Something the barmaid would do for another hour before returning to work.<br><br>Keeping her stride measured though she wished to rush, Aleana made her way into the Tower to grab her cloak and a nice bribe for Quinton.&nbsp; It was rare that anyone worked for free and, while there were certainly other means Aes Sedai could use to coerce people into working for them, she wasn’t one to take such tactics.&nbsp; Especially when information was involved.&nbsp; She wanted the people working for her to not simply be looking for a means to escape her or give her bad information as retribution.&nbsp; The work she did was far too important to risk that kind of thing.&nbsp; Once ready, she left the Tower, meandering toward the Blue Cat Inn as though she wasn’t in a hurry to catch up with one of her informants.&nbsp; Cloaked in her drab, grey robe, she hoped to escape the notice of other Aes Sedai.&nbsp; It was harder and harder to do as the Keeper of the Chronicles but she strove to have some privacy even if her positions often interceded in such things.<br><br>Opening the door, her tanned eyes scanned the room, seeking the familiar colorful cloak of the Gleeman.&nbsp; Even in the small crowds that had already gathered, Quinton wasn’t hard to spot and, though her face remained utterly composed, she inwardly smiled at the sight of him.&nbsp; Even if she did use money to keep him talking to her, they had known each other for over a year and she had hoped nothing untoward had happened in his travels.&nbsp; Not only had he proven himself useful to her but he had been willing to take the risk and work with an Aes Sedai despite mistreatment at the hands of one of her own Ajah.&nbsp; <br><br>Slipping between people and tables casually, she began working her way toward a private room, making sure to pass close to Quinton as she meandered toward their usual meeting spot.&nbsp; Raising a hand subtly as she got close enough, she flashed him their usual signal and continued onward without pausing and slipped into a private room.&nbsp; Closing the door behind her, she settled into one of the chairs and waited patiently, keeping her cloak on for the moment.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The White Tower ~ Tar Valon ~ The Blue Cat Inn</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tackyhillbilly</strong> on <strong>01-11-2015, 01:23:53</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/f3/Gleeman.jpg)</div><strong>Character name:</strong> Quinton Fallhen (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=234819.msg11769495#msg11769495)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Gleenman, Blue Ajah Agent <br><strong>Bondmate:</strong> None<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Aleana<br><strong>Time:</strong> Afternoon, Saven 5, 990NE<br><strong>Place:</strong> Blue Cat Inn<br><strong>Warning:</strong> <br><hr>&nbsp; <br><br>Quinton had only been back in Tar Valon for a few hours. He'd gotten passage on a boat heading up stream to Aringill, and traded boats there for one heading straight to Tar Valon, after a few nights stay in the the port city. It wasn't the hardest route, and his fare had been cheap. A Gleeman was a welcome passenger on most riverboats, after all, and more welcome in any Inn. But still, the scent of river travel was on him, sweat and fish and other less pleasant things. So he'd given notice to one of the Blue Ajah agents he knew, a longshoreman at the port. Aleana (Quinton never doubted it would be the Keeper of the Chronicles. He was that kind of person.) would be some time, so he found the Blue Cat, patted a Barmaid who gave him a smile on the rear, and got a small room in the back, for the normal arrangement. The festival meant rooms were hard to find, but a Gleeman was worth it, as any good Innkeeper knew.<br><br>By the time Aleana showed, Quinton was in the main room, his Lute out and a smile on his face as his fingers picked out the rythmn. Mid day was time for bright songs, for dances and happiness. The flute was for when his voice needed a chance to rest, tales for when his fingers did. He was considering what song to play, when her movement caught his eyes. Quinton's smile got a bit wider, but he gave no other reaction, other then choosing his song.<br><br>"Gentlemen it is my duty<br>To inform you of one beauty<br>Though I'd ask of you a favour<br>Not to seek her for a while<br>Though I own she is a creature<br>Of character and feature<br>No words can paint the picture<br>Of the queen of Tar Valon"<br><br>Quinton was pretty sure Aleana would know what the songs message was. He enjoyed flirting with the Aes Sedai, and otherwise refusing to treat them with the deference or fear they expected. He may have been employed by the ladies of the White Tower, but Quinton still enjoyed prodding them from time to time. He continued with the song, and one more before pausing, signalling the Barkeep.<br><br>"Thank you ladies and gentleman! But for now, Allie has declared me far to thin, and liable to blow away with a stiff breeze, and I never gainsay a pretty lady."<br><br>He winked and gave a bow to Allie, one of the barmaids, a bit chubby but still cute.<br><br>"I'll return once she's had a chance to fatten me up a little!"<br><br>He gave the crowd a huge wink, laughter, and one very blushing barmaid in his wake as he got his tray from the Barman and headed down the hallway... actually circling Aleana's room to ensure he wasn't being followed before he entered, pausing in the hallway for the sound of footsteps. Satisfied, he entered, setting down the lute case, and giving the Keeper a deep bow as he took his seat. He cut off a piece of the bread with one of his dirks, the weapon appearing in his hand in a seemingly magical movement (though only seemingly, Quinton having explained that to a Red once). It vanished with a similar movement, Quinton knowing that the Aes Sedai found such tricks annoying generally.<br><br>"How have you been, my dear blue friend? Missing me terribly, I'm certain, but other then that."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The White Tower ~ Tar Valon ~ The Blue Cat Inn</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cynadea</strong> on <strong>04-11-2015, 23:14:11</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/e8/GreenAjah.jpg)</div><strong>Character name:</strong> Avalyn Amasera<br><strong>Position:</strong> Sister, Green Ajah<br><strong>Bondmate:</strong> Warner Du'Baru<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Warner<br><strong>Time:</strong> Evening, Saven 5th, 990NE<br><strong>Place:</strong> A table in the corner<br><strong>Warning:</strong><br><hr><div style="text-align: justify;">Avalyn gave him a roguish grin. There was mischief and affection going through the bond. As they grew close for the dance, though, desire mingled in. He was attractive to her, had always been, but to look beyond had always been rather improper. Now that they were bonded, and that it was the closest that she had ever thought she would get from getting a husband, what was proper was definitely different in her mind. She proved it by being so close to him now and not pushing him back when he challenged it.<br><br>"Ordinary, me? I thought you knew me better than that." She teased, faking to be offended. She knew what he meant, but she was in a good, light-hearted mood and so inclined to having fun today that she simply wanted to let go.&nbsp; "I'll always keep you on your toes, that's my prerogative."&nbsp; She added as they twirled together for the dance. She laughed softly, but the arm that was along his, hand on his shoulder, moved upward. Her hand came to rest on the side of his neck, her thumb just at the edge of his jaw.<br><br>"I pray that we may feel this way for each other, always." Avalyn said, her smile growing more genuine and less playful as what she was was truthful, of course, but a more serious matter than teasing about keeping him on his guard. "I wish I could kiss you now and not raise a brow. Alas, we are not the only one here from the Tower and while I have no shame in being seen with you, I don't want us to be the target of gossip if at all possible."</div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The White Tower ~ Tar Valon ~ The Blue Cat Inn</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Blinkin</strong> on <strong>05-11-2015, 19:31:14</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/42/Gaidin.jpg)</div><strong>Character name: </strong>Warner Du'Baru<br><strong>Position: </strong>Gaidin to Avalyn Sedai<br><strong>Bond Mate:</strong> Avalyn Amasera<br><strong>Tags: </strong> Avalyn<br><strong>Time: </strong> Evening, Saven 5th, 990NE<br><strong>Place: </strong> The Blue Cat Inn<br><strong>Warning: </strong> <br><hr><br><br><br><br>Warnergave her a straight face, even as the bond put a lie to the lack of humor on his expression, "Anything but ordinary, one might call it extraordinary." he teased her. He felt the desire in the bond, and in spite of his best efforts, his body responded to it as a trickle of his own supressed desire leaked through. His arms tightened ever so slightly as her fingertips caressed his jaw."I could sweep you off of your feet and find a private dining room for this dance." he offered, his lips spreading into a playful grin, "A woan should never be denied a kiss if she desires one."<br><br>He let out a breath then, "But I would not embarrass you by acting inappropriately before others. The kisses we've stolen have always been in out of the way places so that your reputation would not be sullied dear Avalyn. I would not start now." His eyes twinkled though as he leaned closer and whispered, "I'm not sure that I could stop with a single kiss at this particular moment. The bond has... unexpected effects on the body."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The White Tower ~ Tar Valon ~ The Blue Cat Inn</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cynadea</strong> on <strong>11-11-2015, 00:59:06</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/e8/GreenAjah.jpg)</div><strong>Character name:</strong> Avalyn Amasera<br><strong>Position:</strong> Sister, Green Ajah<br><strong>Bondmate:</strong> Warner Du'Baru<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Warner<br><strong>Time:</strong> Evening, Saven 5th, 990NE<br><strong>Place:</strong> A table in the corner<br><strong>Warning:</strong><br><hr><div style="text-align: justify;">Avalyn knew what she wanted right at this moment with him. It became blatantly obvious that being in the middle of a crowd was not what either of them wanted or needed. The bond created a closeness that she had never anticipated. She never really thought that Warner already felt this way for her. She thought that it might eventually happen, that at some point during their bond things would evolve and he would want more than kisses, but she didn't think that it would happen right from the start.<br><br>"You know… The faire will still be here tomorrow, and the fireworks will be visible from my quarter's window. Let's just return to the tower and get used to one another in a calmer and more private environment. This way if we want to kiss, or cuddle or…" Avalyn let her sentence trail, but the bond would simply indicate that she was trying to keep a shred of decency as the song appeared to wind down slowly. "There would be no witness."<br><br>"What do you say?" She asked, knowing that they would have to grab the baked goods left at their table before they headed to the Tower.&nbsp; She looked up at him, her hazel gaze seeking to meet with his and to see more into his eyes than what the bond already told her, as if she did not trust her interpretation of what flowed from him just yet.</div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The White Tower ~ Tar Valon ~ The Blue Cat Inn</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Blinkin</strong> on <strong>14-11-2015, 13:11:48</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/42/Gaidin.jpg)</div><strong>Character name: </strong>Warner Du'Baru<br><strong>Position: </strong>Gaidin to Avalyn Sedai<br><strong>Bond Mate:</strong> Avalyn Amasera<br><strong>Tags: </strong> Avalyn<br><strong>Time: </strong> Evening, Saven 5th, 990NE<br><strong>Place: </strong> The Blue Cat Inn<br><strong>Warning: </strong> <br><hr><br><br>Warnergazed down at her, his hands held her just a little too close to be appropriate in public and the bond filled with the glowing golden strands of the depth of his feelings for her. He tried to keep a serious face, but his eyes gave away the desire for what she suggested, but a vague hesitance flowed across the bond, "If you are sure that is what you want Avalyn." he said softly, he took her hand and lifted it to his lips, placing a quick kiss on the palm, "I would never ask you for something you would not want."<br><br>With her hand in his, he paused to pick up their purchase; excitement, anticipation flowed across the bond as he puased to wait for her to gather anything she may of had with her. "I could wish that the Aes Sedia still had that traveling power the older ones talk about from time to time."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The White Tower ~ Tar Valon ~ The Blue Cat Inn</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sindra</strong> on <strong>19-11-2015, 08:17:08</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/50/BlueAjah.jpg)</div><strong>Character name:</strong> Aleana Schiller (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=234819.msg11575159#msg11575159)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Keeper of the Chronicles, Blue Ajah <br><strong>Bondmate:</strong> None (As yet!)<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Quinton<br><strong>Time:</strong> Afternoon, Saven 5, 990NE<br><strong>Place:</strong> Inn (Private Room)<br><strong>Warning:</strong> <br><hr>“Lovely song.”&nbsp; Aleana complimented as he joined her in the private room, a small smile flickering across her face.&nbsp; As expected, she hadn’t missed the pointed song.&nbsp; “Welcome back to Tar Valon.”&nbsp; She added, inwardly amused at him but giving no indication of that in her voice.&nbsp; Though it wasn’t often that Aes Sedai ran into someone that was completely unbothered by their abilities and political influence, Aleana was no stranger to it, dealing with nobles of various countries and even royalty on a regular basis.&nbsp; It was a trait of Quinton’s that she respected and rather enjoyed.&nbsp; <br><br>Shrugging her shoulders mildly, she took a deep breath and finally shook her head.&nbsp; “There have been a number of concerns here in Tar Valon that have only grown with the Faire in town.”&nbsp; She answered his question and pulled the hood of her cloak back.&nbsp; “While it is no unusual for Tar Valon to grow in population, there have been many reports of increased violence with new residents.&nbsp; As well as some other concerns.”&nbsp; She paused for a moment, seeming as though she would continue but let it trail off at that for the moment.&nbsp; While she was quite used to being all about business at most times, she wouldn’t completely put aside pleasantries.<br><br>“How was your trip?”&nbsp; She asked, genuinely curious about both his trip and whether he had information for her.&nbsp; It had been some time since she had seen him and been able to speak to him herself.&nbsp; “And, yes, I have missed you.&nbsp; I am quite pleased you are well.”&nbsp; She added easily.&nbsp; Though they were business contacts, she personally had so few connections that had the ability to travel as easily as Quinton.&nbsp; Not only could he go from country to country with very few questions asked, he could blend in with all walks of life.&nbsp; The entertainment, stories and rumors that gleeman offered appealed to commoners, nobles and everything in between.&nbsp; <br><br>Her gaze flicked around the private room of the Inn for a moment before landing back on him.&nbsp; “Are you staying at this Inn?”&nbsp; She asked him, her head cocking slightly as she spoke, tan eyes watching him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The White Tower ~ Tar Valon ~ The Blue Cat Inn</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tackyhillbilly</strong> on <strong>19-11-2015, 09:20:31</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/f3/Gleeman.jpg)</div><strong>Character name:</strong> Quinton Fallhen (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=234819.msg11769495#msg11769495)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Gleenman, Blue Ajah Agent <br><strong>Bondmate:</strong> None<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Aleana<br><strong>Time:</strong> Afternoon, Saven 5, 990NE<br><strong>Place:</strong> Blue Cat Inn<br><strong>Warning:</strong> <br><hr>&nbsp; <br><br>Quinton listened to what she said, a grin on his face. It hid a mind that whirled away. Something was up, he had a feeling. Something that had Aleana uncomfortable. He didn't know what it was, but it had him curious. Of course, it might be something personal. Maybe she had a young gaidin she was fishing for, or something of that nature. But... Quinton was a curious sort. He'd learned that lesson well. Taking things at face value was polite, kind, and the morally upstanding thing to do. It also meant you were a puppet at beast, and a beast lead to slaughter at worst. And Quinton had no doubt that if Aleana believed it was necessary, she'd sacrifice him. Quinton was a valuable pawn, but he was still a pawn. At her question, he switched gears. He could chatter with Aleana for quite some time. Like many Aes Sedai, she had a kind of ageless beauty, and she was nearly as clever as him (at least in his own mind.) She might mess with powers not meant for man, but at her heart, she was still at least partially involved in the game of Cloak and Dagger. And unlike the Great Game he'd left behind, even enemies in Cloak and Dagger could sit down and enjoy their time together. There was a kind of honesty in the fact that they were both decievers.<br><br>"The trip was fine. It's a straight trip up the Erinin after all. I mean the first leg on a Tairen ship. Only to Aringill of course. The Tairen's still think you Aes Sedai have horns, voids where your heart should be, and consort with dark powers. That was fairly uncomfortable. The ship belonged to some noble, and he'd paid the least amount possible on the comforts of his crew, of course. On the up side, the Captain gave me the trip for no fare beyond a bit of song, and entertainment for the lads."<br><br>Quinton paused, taking a bite of bread and cheese, and drowned it with a gulp of ale, before continuing.<br><br>"I stayed in Aringill for a few days. The city is lovely. Best part of Andor, honestly. I've always found Camelyn tiresome. It is beautiful, but it is a sterile beauty. The Ogier can give stone the semblance of life, but I've always preferred the real thing. Port Towns may be seedy and disreputable, but one thing they are full of is life. After that, I paid an Andoran Hauler heading to Tar Valon for passage. He had a side business carrying a few noble passengers, so I got engaged as official entertainer. Noble make terrible audiences, almost as bad as your Red Friends, but the food was amazing. On the last night, I drank a bottle of fifty year old Altaran Red with the Captain. Fantastic vintage. Those crazy woman may have plenty of strange ideas, but they can grow grapes like no ones business. When we docked, I hopped ship, and came straight here. I've stayed her before, and I know that even with the faire, I can find a cot. I took a long bath, because I would hate to offend an Aes Sedai's sensitive nostrils - the Wheel knows what I would end up smelling like if I did - and waited."<br><br>Quinton flicked another piece of bread and cheese into his mouth with those vanishing and appearing knives, chewing thoughtfully before he continued. Green eyes sparkling as he met her tan ones, adopting his best silly gleeman look. Quinton had dozens of inner selves, trotting them out and then putting them away when it pleased him. When he got to drunk, sometimes he wondered if he had lost the true self some where along the way, and that under the masks there was nothing left. That was usually right before he started cursing about Reina and passed out. Those days had become fewer and fewer. Quinton enjoyed his life, and found little need to drink his troubles away.<br><br>"As for what you sent me out to do... what can I say. I noted a few things about your sisters..."<br><br>His hand reached inside his cloak, and pulled out a leather case. It was treated to be water resistant. Inside, Aleana could see a number of resins, strings, and the other bits and pieces his instruments required to keep themselves in good working order. However, he yanked out the lining, and removed a stack of paper, covered in elegant scribbles. It was ciphered, of course, but Quinton had given Aleana the key to the cipher (at least, to the one he used with her) back when she first employed him. He slid them to her. They were accounts of each Aes Sedai he'd met, evaluated first in terms of his general observations, and then for the specific signs she'd asked him to look for. There were notes on 3-4 dozen sisters, scattered across the Westerlands.<br><br>"...but as a general rule? I didn't see anything horribly suspicious. Sure, they were all meddling in their own way, but thats what most of the Ajah are designed to do, isn't it? Meddle in various ways. Though you might want to mention to Ms. Naina..."<br><br>A Red he'd met in Bandar Eban, trying to get aboard a Sea Folk Vessel.<br><br>"...that if she wishes to pass as a Domani, she really needs to learn how to walk. A good Domani Woman can drag every man's eye in a room in just a few steps. Naina can put on the dress, and even flirt, but unless she learns to walk, every man in the place is going to know she's a counterfeit. And to be honest, she isn't that good at flirting. I mean yes, flashing your cleavage when you have breasts like hers can be effective in the extreme short term, it lacks a certain finesse and subtlety."<br><br>Quinton was very aware that Aleana was Domani originally, and had no doubt that she still knew how to walk like a Domani. His eyes twinkled as he told that tidbit, knowing she'd likely get a little enjoyment out of it. The Reds were very skilled in some respects, but their interactions with men tended to be a bit less... subtle, then most of the Ajahs. It was hard to be subtle with something you had forced yourself to hate, in Quinton's opinion.<br><br>"How have you been? Still keeping up the chronicles, being the unofficial meddler of the Tower?"<br><br>Quinton had given his view on the various Ajah's to Aleana before. The Gray Ajah were the official meddlers of the Tower. The Blue were the unofficial meddlers, forgoing conferences and treaties for more clandestine efforts, such as this.<br><br>"Found an adorable young Gaidin to fill your bed, or still fishing for one?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The White Tower ~ Tar Valon ~ The Blue Cat Inn</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cynadea</strong> on <strong>23-11-2015, 12:53:28</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/e8/GreenAjah.jpg)</div><strong>Character name:</strong> Avalyn Amasera<br><strong>Position:</strong> Sister, Green Ajah<br><strong>Bondmate:</strong> Warner Du'Baru<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Warner<br><strong>Time:</strong> Evening, Saven 5th, 990NE<br><strong>Place:</strong> A table in the corner<br><strong>Warning:</strong><br><hr><div style="text-align: justify;">Avalyn looked at him, so used to rely on his body language rather than on the information fed by a bond. She could feel everything; she had no clue how to block him yet and no desire to. She could feel it in the way he held her, in the way he looked at her. It was as if she was finally giving him something that he had desired for a long time. Maybe if he had told her… No. Avalyn had gotten into this bond with a doubt that it would go into this direction; she thought that he liked her in this way and she certainly did.<br><br>"All that I want, right now, is to be able to get used to the bond and explore it without the crowd of people to gawk at us, if we ever slip and kiss like you kissed me last time." She said with a smile. After the kiss to her palm, Avalyn curled her fingers gently to briefly touch her cheek, and then it was back to the reality of the crowd, weaving between dancing people back to their table where, miraculously, the pastries had not been pilfered by some hungry kids. Perhaps not that miraculously: being Aes Sedai had its perks. Avalyn removed the weave around her table, a weave that would have anyone reaching for its content to meet with a solid wall of air, before Warner and herself arrived at the table to pick up their things.<br><br><br>"There is something to be said about anticipation and delay. It builds the need and the desire, especially when what we want is really just at the tip of one's fingers." Avalyn said and her hand squeezed his gently. Anticipation, apprehension, and just the slightest touch of anxiety. She wanted to be perfect, for him. She wanted to give him what he desired and make him happy. She was quite inexperienced in matters of intimacy; the Tower had not exactly given her time to flirt with boys, never mind finding a secluded corner for a quick romp.&nbsp; "I have everything, let's head to the Green Ajah Hall. There is so much to… Discuss."<br></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The White Tower ~ Tar Valon ~ The Blue Cat Inn</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Blinkin</strong> on <strong>23-11-2015, 20:09:42</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/42/Gaidin.jpg)</div><strong>Character name: </strong>Warner Du'Baru<br><strong>Position: </strong>Gaidin to Avalyn Sedai<br><strong>Bond Mate:</strong> Avalyn Amasera<br><strong>Tags: </strong> AvalynAvalyn<br><strong>Time: </strong> Evening, Saven 5th, 990NE<br><strong>Place: </strong> The Blue Cat InnThe Blue Cat Inn<br><strong>Warning: </strong> <br><hr><br>The bear of a Warder could feel the emotions rolling around in her head as if they were echoes of his own. He could never say that he was pure as the fresh snow, nor that he wasn't unaware of what happened between men and women, but he could say with absolute conviction that once he had laid eyes on a particular accepted, he hadn't thought about, much less looked at another girl... in spite of more than one of the other accepted trying their best to catch his eyes. "I will not ask you for anything that you are not willing to offer Avalyn." he said and lightly squeezed her fingers. "This is all so new and much more than I anticipated; feeling you in the back of my mind like this and understanding... well something at least." He said and grinned.<br><br>He retrieved her cloak and the basket, "If there's much more anticipation, I'll embarrass myself." he teased her and offered her his arm for the stroll back to the Tower. This would at least keep him to a steady walk rather than the run that he really wanted. "And if you held anything back in that last kiss, you're likely to blow me through a wall when you really kiss me." he said and winked. He liked to think that he was at least a decent kisser. "The Sisters will probably object when they start tripping over me outside of your door, you know."<br><br>He escorted her back out and into the busy street, pausing to let his eyes scan the sidewalk and road for dangers before his eyes lifted to look at the rooftops as well. He would not have her come to harm because he wasn't doing his duty by her.<br><br>Continued in The Green Ajah Hall. (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=234960.0)
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				Title: <strong>Re: The White Tower ~ Tar Valon ~ The Blue Cat Inn</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sindra</strong> on <strong>07-01-2016, 18:41:34</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/50/BlueAjah.jpg)</div><strong>Character name:</strong> Aleana Schiller (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=234819.msg11575159#msg11575159)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Keeper of the Chronicles, Blue Ajah <br><strong>Bondmate:</strong> None (As yet!)<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Quinton<br><strong>Time:</strong> Afternoon, Saven 5, 990NE<br><strong>Place:</strong> Inn (Private Room)<br><strong>Warning:</strong> <br><hr>Leaning back in her chair as Quinton spoke about his trip, Aleana paid close attention to the words spoken and, as ever, those that weren’t.&nbsp; Her tanned gaze remained steady as he ate and drank, something Aleana very rarely did outside of the Tower.&nbsp; Even when she travelled, she took provisions from the kitchens as an added precaution.&nbsp; Perhaps it was overly paranoid but, before she became the Keeper, there was plenty of reason not to trust what others served her.&nbsp; <br><br>Listening as he spoke of the Red Sister pretending to be Domani, a smirk flicked across her face.&nbsp; Though she had done a great deal to remove herself from many of the Domani customs, one didn’t truly forget their heritage.&nbsp; She could mask it and refrain from some of the more… obvious… traits of her people but she had been born and raised there.&nbsp; “That had to have been an interesting sight.”&nbsp; She mused, inwardly quite entertained.&nbsp; “She must have been onto something if she were willing to go so far.”&nbsp; <br><br>Taking the papers offered, she nodded her head.&nbsp; “Thank you.”&nbsp; She said, honestly grateful for the new information.&nbsp; While she did trust that he would have made any notes of unusual activity, she also knew he didn’t quite have all the information.&nbsp; The signs she was seeking might not be readily visible to those that didn’t even know what they were seeking.&nbsp; Though they could never admit it, even within the Tower, she and Raine had been seeking out the Black Ajah.&nbsp; Whispered rumors, unusual activities and strange behavior had led her in the direction of dozens of Sisters and having Quinton looking into a few of them was just the start.&nbsp; <br><br>Wanting nothing more than to pour over the pages, she tucked them away carefully instead.&nbsp; She still had business to attend to with Quinton.&nbsp; She had no doubt that he would be one busy man if he was willing to accept her coin and take on the tasks she had in mind.&nbsp; “Indeed.”&nbsp; She answered about her keeping chronicles and meddling on behalf of the Tower.&nbsp; They were both quite accurate descriptions of her days.&nbsp; “It is far more, and far less, interesting than people might think.”&nbsp; She added with a small smile.&nbsp; <br><br>Stifling the urge to roll her eyes at his next question, Aleana also understood.&nbsp; While she had made it a point not to take Gaidin to her bed, others needn’t know that.&nbsp; “Well, one must pass the time in some pleasurable way, yes?”&nbsp; She asked, letting it seem as though she was playing around with the men of the Tower.&nbsp; “Both Aes Sedai and Gaidin need the occasional tension relief.”<br><br>Leaning forward and resting her elbows on the wooden table, Aleana’s tanned eyes became serious, her body shifting subtly, something she often did to indicate that she was ready for actual business.&nbsp; “As I mentioned, there has been an increased level of violence while the Faire was getting set up in Tar Valon.&nbsp; I am… concerned… that these attacks are not as random as the city guard believes.”&nbsp; She paused a moment, her brows knitting.&nbsp; “While the Faire is in town, there will be plenty of Aes Sedai and Gaidin out and about, keeping an eye on the crowds.&nbsp; Everyone’s attention will be focused there.”&nbsp; She mentioned, knowing that he would understand.&nbsp; “I need eyes elsewhere.&nbsp; I need someone looking into everything <em>but</em> the Faire itself.”&nbsp; Sitting straighter, she reached beneath the cloak and slid out a long, slim pouch.&nbsp; Setting it on the table, she pushed it toward him but kept her hand over it for the time being.&nbsp; Quinton had yet to agree to take on the task and she wasn’t willing to pass along the information inside until he had.&nbsp; “Inside this pouch are locations that I would like you to discretely examine.”&nbsp; She paused, “And, of course, coin for the efforts.”&nbsp; <br><br>Meeting his eyes, she sighed, “This could be dangerous and it could potentially put you at risk.&nbsp; If you’re up for the challenge, we can meet again here tomorrow night.”&nbsp; Though she didn’t actually know if he could get all of the information she was asking for in a singular night, she had other things in the works.&nbsp; Other things that might well be of importance.&nbsp; “Are you up for this, Quinton?”
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