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NE 1143 Nesan 4 @ 1:00



Novice Freina steps aside and nods with a smile at you.
Novice Freina opens the broaddoor.  

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The Mistress of Novice's Study The room is warmly decorated with a thick rug patterned in muted greens, yellows and blues on the floor and a wide desk set facing away from the fireplace in the western wall.  There are two chairs set before the desk and a cushioned armchair behind it.  The walls are decorated with tapestries and paintings.  On the desktop there is a large, bound book holding many pages.   In the corner by the fireplace, a rather wicked looking willow switch leans against the wall.     
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A supple willow switch leans against the wall. 
A writing desk dominates the center of the room, facing the entrance. 
A high backed chair sits here, facing the table. 
A patterned rug lies upon the floor. 
The Mistress of Novices stands with a stern yet motherly look on her face.  

Merean Redhill, the Mistress of Novices looks up, 'Yes child?'

You spread your skirts and sink into a graceful curtsey.  

You say in cautious tones, 'I have completed the task Mistress. I hope it is to your satisfaction?'

Merean Redhill, the Mistress of Novices looks back down to a letter in front of her, speaking absently, 'Yes yes child. I anticipated you would and already awarded you for the work.'

You smile lightly as you say, 'Mistress are there any other tasks that I can attend to?'

You say in cautious tones, 'If you so wish of course.'

Merean Redhill, the Mistress of Novices looks up to you and leans back in her chair, studying you.

(A novice arrives and interrupts with a question. She is answered and leaves)

Merean Redhill, the Mistress of Novices turns back to you, 'Now child..you asked about a task. Tell me, what task would you like to complete?'

You clasp your hands gracefully in front of you as you say lightly, 'I asked to help if there were anything to do. I don't have any particular task in mind.

You smile as you continue, 'Aes Sedai.

You spread your skirts and sink into a graceful curtsey.  .

Merean Redhill, the Mistress of Novices nods, 'Well, a moment then while I finish reading this letter, yes?'

You say in cautious tones, 'As you wish Mistress Redhill.'

You beam a warm smile at Merean.

Merean Redhill, the Mistress of Novices frowns as she finishes reading, snorting slightly, 'Wear the Shawl less than a year and she wants to change everything..'

Merean Redhill, the Mistress of Novices sighs deeply and places the letter in a drawer.

Merean Redhill, the Mistress of Novices looks up to you with a smile, 'Now child, tell me..how much do you know of the Ajahs? Do you have a basic understanding of them?'

You smile lightly as you say, 'I would have to say basic yes Mistress. Both Accepted Adaina and Accepted Arleve have spoken to me about them.'

You continue, 'Briefly though.'

Merean Redhill, the Mistress of Novices nods, 'And while it's certainly premature, I have no doubt you have considered an Ajah for yourself. All novices have. To which Ajah do you hope to aspire one day?'

You beam a smile at Merean as you say quietly, 'Well I have had thoughts on joining the Red Ajah Mistress.

Merean Redhill, the Mistress of Novices says, 'The Red Ajah. Interesting.'

Merean Redhill, the Mistress of Novices says, 'I would like you to find a Red Sister, a Red Sister who is not busy mind..one on the upper levels, not those on the lower floors who are undoubtedly on errands. Find a Red Sister and find out more about the Ajah.'

Merean Redhill, the Mistress of Novices says, 'When you are through speaking to her, you may come back to me and tell me what you have learned.'

You bow your head deeply as you say, 'Yes Mistress.'

Merean Redhill, the Mistress of Novices nods.

You spread your skirts and sink into a graceful curtsey.  

You open the broaddoor.

n
A Short Grey-Tiled Hallway 
This short section of hallway connects to a much wider corridor to the west and
to the east it joins another hallway that runs parallel to the wider westward
corridor.  Grey tiles cover the floor of this hall but a colorful tapestry
hangs on the wall opposite a large, carved door that faces the hallway from the
south.  The hallway is rather draughty here.  From the east comes the dimly
heard clattering of pots, pans and china.    
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A dustbunny litters the floor here.
A tapestry is hanging on the wall.
Carrying an armload of laundry, a servant stops to adjust her load.
A serious, dark-eyed tower guardsman stands alertly.
A stocky guardsman stands at attention here, protecting the White Tower.
A cheerful young girl stands before the doorway here.

(She wanders the Tower in search of a Red whom she finds in the Red Ajah Quarters)

A Broad Gallery The gallery bends both north and westward from this corner.  A wide, tiled hallway continues on to the south and other passageways can be seen turning off
to other parts of the Tower.  A stout wooden railing surrounds the gallery.  
In the corner opposite this one, across the open expanse of the courtyard that
lies below, a stone ramp curves gracefully to the other levels in this part of
the Tower, those levels above and below this one.    
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Tarna Feir glides along like a queen.

Tarna Feir looks at you.
Tarna Feir says, 'Yes child?'  

You bow your head deeply and say, 'I don't mean to disturb you Aes Sedai but I was wondering if you could spare time to tell me more about the wonders of the Red Ajah.'  

Tarna Feir says, 'The wonders of the Red Ajah, is it?'  

Tarna Feir says, 'Merean sent you, didn't she?'  

You bow your head and say quietly, 'I have heard that there are many wondrous things in the Red Ajah. Yes you are correct Mistress Redhill did send me.  

Tarna Feir rolls her eyes, 'Fine than. Follow me.'  

follow sedai
You now follow Tarna Feir.  

Tarna Feir walks away with a toss of her yellow curls west. 
You follow Tarna Feir.  

Middle of the Gallery A narrow and pleasant looking courtyard is spread out below and, above, the railings of other galleries can be seen.  Although the gallery continues to the east and west and bend northward just a few steps from here, passageways can also be seen leading away from the gallery.  Many doors face onto the gallery. 
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A dustbunny litters the floor here. 
Tarna Feir glides along like a queen. 
A yellow butterfly flutters here. 
A charwoman with a sooty dress stands here.  

Tarna Feir walks away with a toss of her yellow curls west. 
You follow Tarna Feir.  

Above the Shade Tree A stout wooden railing runs along the northern edge of the gallery here as it overlooks the courtyard and the tree that grows just below.  The leaves grow so thickly, it is impossible to see down through the branches but a fountain sitting on the other side of the tree in the courtyard is clearly visible.   The gallery runs along east and west and a corridor leads off to the south.  
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A dustbunny litters the floor here. 
Tarna Feir glides along like a queen. 
An orange and black butterfly flutters about. 
A dark eyed servant goes about her duties silently and unobtrusivly.  

Tarna Feir walks away with a toss of her yellow curls west.
You follow Tarna Feir.  

Corner of the Gallery The gallery angles around here toward the north and east.  Northward, the walk leads to a ramp, made of the same gleaming white stone as the walls of the Tower, that winds along to the higher and lower floors.  The gallery also continues some way to the east.  Doors and corridors lead off from the gallery as it makes it way around.  A standlamp is mounted where the walls meet here. 
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Tarna Feir glides along like a queen.
 A yellow butterfly flutters here. 
A dark eyed servant goes about her duties silently and unobtrusively.
A dark eyed servant goes about her duties silently and unobtrusively.  

Tarna Feir walks away with a toss of her yellow curls north. 
You follow Tarna Feir.  

By a Winding Ramp Over the sturdy railing, a quiet little courtyard can be seen below.  A fountain is situated in the northern corner and a tree in the southern.  Just a few steps to the north a ramp descends down to the lower levels and to the courtyard, and it also rises upwards to the many floors above this one.  The gallery continues to the south and, on the other side of the ramp, to the east. 
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 ( 2) A dustbunny litters the floor here. 
Tarna Feir glides along like a queen. 
An orange and black butterfly flutters about.  

Tarna Feir walks away with a toss of her yellow curls north.
You follow Tarna Feir.  

A Curving Ramp The smooth stone ramp spirals out over the northwestern corner of a narrow courtyard as it winds upwards, and downward it winds past a tall archway.   Sturdy rails provide for safety.  A flat landingway here allows access to the railed gallery to the east and south.  Doors with the Flame of Tar Valon carved into their wooden panels can be seen leading off of the gallery.    
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Tarna Feir glides along like a queen.  

Tarna Feir walks away with a toss of her yellow curls east. 
You follow Tarna Feir.  

Overlooking a Narrow Courtyard Just to the west, a landing gives access to ramp leading to other levels and to the other side of the gallery.  A door is just to the north and other doors can be seen further along the gallery.  Directly opposite here a hallway can be seen leading from the gallery.  A narrow but pretty courtyard lies down below. The gallery continues to the east.    
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Tarna Feir glides along like a queen.  

Tarna Feir studies the door for a moment, before knocking and opening it.  

Tarna Feir opens the door.  

Tarna Feir walks away with a toss of her yellow curls north. 
You follow Tarna Feir.  

The Cheerful Room of Barasine Sedai A dainty chair designed with simple lines adds an elegance to the room.  A creamy green spread covers the bed.  On the floor is a simple rug in off-white. A lamp on the table that also serves as a writing desk casts a comfortable glow.  Clothing hangs from pegs on the wall or is neatly folded on the two shelves here.    
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A soft white rug is on the ground here. 
An elegant chair provides dainty seating.
A bed with a wooden frame sits here. 
Tarna Feir glides along like a queen. 
Barasine Sedai is sitting here at the table.  

Tarna Feir says, 'Barasine, it seems Merean has sent another Novice to ask after the Reds.'  

Barasine Sedai smirks, 'She did, did she?'  

Tarna Feir nods.  

You spread your skirts and sink into a deep curtsey before her.  

Tarna Feir walks away with a toss of her yellow curls south. 
You follow Tarna Feir.  

Overlooking a Narrow Courtyard Just to the west, a landing gives access to ramp leading to other levels and to the other side of the gallery.  A door is just to the north and other doors can be seen further along the gallery.  Directly opposite here a hallway can be seen leading from the gallery.  A narrow but pretty courtyard lies down below. The gallery continues to the east.    
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Tarna Feir glides along like a queen.  

Overlooking a Narrow Courtyard Just to the west, a landing gives access to ramp leading to other levels and to the other side of the gallery.  A door is just to the north and other doors can be seen further along the gallery.  Directly opposite here a hallway can be seen leading from the gallery.  A narrow but pretty courtyard lies down below. The gallery continues to the east.    
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A servant bustles about here. 
Tarna Feir glides along like a queen.  

Tarna Feir studies you like you're daft, 'Well child, Barasine will speak with you.'  

Tarna Feir walks away with a toss of her yellow curls east. 
You follow Tarna Feir.
 
Above the Courtyard The railed gallery is cool and shady.  A standlamp provides for light beside the waist high rails.  Leading away northward and then bending to the west is an enclosed and tiled hallway.  Doors with panels carved with the teardrop Flame and painted a fiery red can be seen facing onto the gallery to both the east and west.  Just to the east, the gallery makes a sharp bend southward.   Below is a small courtyard and above many tiers of galleries can be seen.    
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Tarna Feir glides along like a queen. 
A young servant stands here. A young servant stands here.  

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Overlooking a Narrow Courtyard Just to the west, a landing gives access to ramp leading to other levels and to the other side of the gallery.  A door is just to the north and other doors can be seen further along the gallery.  Directly opposite here a hallway can be seen leading from the gallery.  A narrow but pretty courtyard lies down below. The gallery continues to the east.    

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A servant bustles about here.  

n

The Cheerful Room of Barasine Sedai A dainty chair designed with simple lines adds an elegance to the room.  A creamy green spread covers the bed.  On the floor is a simple rug in off-white. A lamp on the table that also serves as a writing desk casts a comfortable glow.  Clothing hangs from pegs on the wall or is neatly folded on the two shelves here.    
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A soft white rug is on the ground here. 
An elegant chair provides dainty seating. 
A bed with a wooden frame sits here. 
Barasine Sedai is sitting here at the table.  

You spread your skirts and sink into a graceful curtsey.  

A gust of wind moans against the building and rattles the window panes. 

The Cheerful Room of Barasine Sedai A dainty chair designed with simple lines adds an elegance to the room.  A creamy green spread covers the bed.  On the floor is a simple rug in off-white. A lamp on the table that also serves as a writing desk casts a comfortable glow.  Clothing hangs from pegs on the wall or is neatly folded on the two shelves here.    
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A soft white rug is on the ground here.
An elegant chair provides dainty seating. 
A bed with a wooden frame sits here. 
Barasine Sedai is sitting here at the table.  

Barasine Sedai says, 'Close the door child.'  

You say, 'Yes Aes Sedai'  

The Cheerful Room of Barasine Sedai A dainty chair designed with simple lines adds an elegance to the room.  A creamy green spread covers the bed.  On the floor is a simple rug in off-white. A lamp on the table that also serves as a writing desk casts a comfortable glow.  Clothing hangs from pegs on the wall or is neatly folded on the two shelves here.     
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A soft white rug is on the ground here. 
An elegant chair provides dainty seating. 
A bed with a wooden frame sits here. 
Barasine Sedai is sitting here at the table.  

Barasine Sedai sits down upon an elegant chair.  

A gust of wind moans against the building and rattles the window panes.  

You bob a small curtsey as you take your seat.  

Barasine Sedai says, 'Well, Merean wouldn't have sent you if you didn't express interest. What do you know of the Reds..or what do you think you know?'  

Barasine Sedai looks at you.  

You clear your throat as you cast your gaze to the floor and say, 'I know that the Red Ajah is responsible for capturing males who can wield the One Power. As well as finding young women who have the Spark.'  

A gust of wind moans against the building and rattles the window panes.  

Barasine Sedai says, 'All Ajahs participate that to some degree. What is the difference?'  

A gust of wind moans against the building and rattles the window panes.  

You say, 'Well I believe that it is an area of specialty for the Red Ajah. The capturing and gentling of Males who can wield the One Power.'  

Barasine Sedai says, 'A specialty. You make it sound like a special dish of roasted fish with honeypeppers in Lugard. '  

Barasine Sedai says, 'It is not a specialty child, it is total and utter devotion. Did you know that in large part, the White Tower was formed because of the ideals of the Red Ajah?'  

You look at Barasine as you say, 'I do not mean to come across with a snark attitude Aes Sedai, I just have an interest in the process of gentling males who can channel. I did not know that.  

A gust of wind moans against the building and rattles the window panes.  

Barasine Sedai says, 'Well, it's more than just gentling. Rarely are there those who come willingly and more often than not, they've caused no end of trouble by the time we hear of them. The Red Ajah eyes and ears network is one of the most extensive in my opinion, but even with that, people are afraid to write of them or speak of them.'  

You nod slightly as you listening intently, 'Why do they have such fear? The Red Ajah is here to help.'  

Barasine Sedai chuckles, 'Were that all saw it as you say child. They have fear because of rumors, nasty rumors and myths about the Tower, especially the Reds.  

A gust of wind moans against the building and rattles the window panes.  

Barasine Sedai says, 'Without us and those who thought like us, the world would not have survived the Breaking. It barely did with us.'  

A gust of wind moans against the building and rattles the window panes.  

You shake your head as she says, 'I cannot believe that people can be so blind as to what great things the Red Ajah has done.'  

Barasine Sedai's face takes on a shrewd countenance, 'Child, do not attempt to flatter me. I will send you back to Merean for a switching.'  

You wrinkle your brow as you say, 'Excuse me Aes Sedai, I was simply commenting on the fact that the Red Ajah contributed a great deal to preserving what was left after the Breaking. You yourself said that it was in large part of the ideals of the Red Ajah. I shall not interrupt you again.' 

You bow your head deeply.  

Barasine Sedai studies you for a moment, 'Wait here child. I want to show you something.'  

Barasine Sedai stands up.

You say, 'Yes Aes Sedai.'  

Barasine Sedai opens the door.  

Barasine Sedai leaves south.  

The door is closed from the other side.  



The door is opened from the other side.  

Barasine Sedai has arrived from the south.  

A charwoman walks up with downcast eyes from the south.  

Barasine Sedai closes the door.  

Barasine Sedai glares at a charwoman.  

Barasine Sedai opens the door.  

Barasine Sedai says, 'out'  

l
The Cheerful Room of Barasine Sedai A dainty chair designed with simple lines adds an elegance to the room.  A creamy green spread covers the bed.  On the floor is a simple rug in off-white. A lamp on the table that also serves as a writing desk casts a comfortable glow.  Clothing hangs from pegs on the wall or is neatly folded on the two shelves here.    
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A soft white rug is on the ground here.
An elegant chair provides dainty seating. 
A bed with a wooden frame sits here. 
A charwoman with a sooty dress stands here.
Barasine Sedai is sitting here at the table.  

A charwoman's eyes widen as she scurries to the south with a deep curtsey, almost stumbling on her way out.  

The door is closed from the other side.  

Barasine Sedai frowns at the closing door.  

A gust of wind moans against the building and rattles the window panes. 

Barasine Sedai with a shake of her head, moves to the chair again.  

Barasine Sedai sits down upon an elegant chair.  

You clasp your hands in front of you.  

Barasine Sedai delicately handles what looks like a tattered book of some sort.  

You pass a quick glance at the book in her hands then raise your gaze to her.  

Barasine Sedai looks to you, 'I am going to show you this journal. But you are not to speak of it. While not a secret, it is not something a Novice would normally get close to. Am I clear?'  

A gust of wind moans against the building and rattles the window panes.  

You say, 'Crystal clear Aes Sedai.'  

A gust of wind moans against the building and rattles the window panes.  

Barasine Sedai nods.  

Barasine Sedai says, 'And handle it with great care.'  

A gust of wind moans against the building and rattles the window panes.  

You say, 'I shall.'  

Barasine Sedai gestures to the bed, 'You may sit on the bed if you wish as you study it.'  

You say, 'I thank you Aes Sedai.'  

You sit down upon a wooden bed.  

Barasine Sedai nods and gives the book a final glance, but reaches out to hand it to you gently.  

Barasine Sedai gives you a tattered journal categorized as 'Early Red Ajah'.  

You gently rest, the book in your lap as you open the front cover ever so carefully.  

You are carrying: a tattered journal categorized as 'Early Red Ajah'  

look book
This tattered journal has only a few pages left which are still legible and
they clearly have been treated with some sort of oil to protect them.
The cover does not show an author's name but the book is written in a
quick decisive hand and the cover has clearly been refurbished as it is in
much better shape than the rest of the book. The inside also contains a
note which reads below.
 
Among the First Cache of books brought to the Tower after it's
building. Who the author of the notes is, is unclear but after some
research, the Browns discovered among the records this Arldrema as
having been one of the many Aes Sedai to lead groups of sisters to
hunt men who could channel towards the end of the Breaking. The
written account doesn't tell us much but still is very interesting
and offers an intriguing glimpse into the lives of the Aes Sedai
during those tumultuous times. 
 
          Daradin Sedai
         -Brown Ajah

 
(read one or page_one for first page, two or page_two for second page, etc...)

read page_one
(entry 1)
Arldema called the others to her tent today where they were
cloistered for some time before emerging, each painted with a look
of grim determination. Most of the camp knew just what it meant.
Another one had been heard of and we were moving to intercept him.
It had been weeks with no word and I think even the Aes Sedai
believed for a short time that this madness might be ending, that we
might have seen the last of it, but today it's become clear that
this is not going to end anytime soon.
 
(entry 2)
Three days of riding and we've been seeing signs of his passing all
over. Many of the trees throughout the area had been leveled, though
none burned like the last and there are no other disturbances that
we can see. It as if we are ants looking up at the grass which has
been smashed beneath the hooves of horses. Arldema led the band as
usual, her features grim and her mood catching.  None of the women
around her spoke but that was not unusual.  What was unusual was
that when one of the outriders appeared today and began speaking to
the group, one of the women began to weep, Jeema I believe.  None of
the women could be described as soft and when one of them cried, I
know mine was not the only mind to think that it was time to abandon
this madness and run.

read page_two
(entry 3)
The signs are getting worse and there have been whispers that we have
come upon more than one this time.  There are rumors in the camp that
there are three of these tainted men this time. Rather than panic,
the small army continues riding in silent shock as the landscape
becomes more and more unnatural around us.  Bizarre holes in the
ground appear to either side of the road. They are a small woman's 
length across and perhaps as long as two horses standing length wise
and as deep as the height of one horse.  Their purpose is completely
lost to us, as they repeat every five or so paces but the way they
were created is not at all lost on anyone. Clearly they were created
with Saidin and to many in this group, they are an omen of what is
to come for each of us.  Many of us fear that we are seeing our
future, we are seeing graves.
 
(entry 4)
Seven days we've been riding through this madness and the ground is
burnt and dark in many places. Those terrible holes have ended,
thank the Light, but the trees are again flattened.  Worse, there is
no longer the Lake Tamiq which was supposed to exist and where we
had thought to set up camp. The village which was supposed to stand
on the other side of the lake is now just across a large soggy
valley of mud and dead water creatures. The air is wet and difficult
to breathe and feels like it should break into a horrid storm at any
moment. 
 
Barasine Sedai crosses her legs as she watches you read.  

You gasp as you turn the second page of the journal.  

A gust of wind moans against the building and rattles the window panes.  

There is a soft knock at the door.  

Barasine Sedai frowns and rises, 'Keep reading child.' and moves to the door.  

Barasine Sedai opens the door.  

Barasine Sedai mumbles something to someone outside the door for a moment before turning back, 'I will return in a moment child.'  

Barasine Sedai leaves south.

The door is closed from the other side.

read page_three
(entry 5)
We decided to set up camp near the once lake anyway, though blessedly
some distance from it's edge as it's carnage would have been a grim
reminder of what could come.  The Aes Sedai must believe the men they
are seeking are nearby but no one was happy today when to a one,
all nine of them stopped what they were doing and looked towards the 
village.  Immediately after, they began to huddle around in a group, 
whispering fiercely.  As expected, Aldrema quieted them with dark
frowns and a whispered shout for them to keep silent.  Without 
another word they mounted and moved off towards the village at a
gallop, as if on the attack.  This has not been their way in the
past.  They were more often approaching these men with stealth.
Whatever it was that made them look towards the village had made the
change in plan, I am most certain of it. As usual, we now wait. 
 
(entry 6 and final entry)
As dawn approached this morning, many hours after the Aes Sedai left
our camp for the village, they returned, all but Jeema.  The Aes
Sedai had the looks of those who have seen family die to duty in the
past, a look of angry mourning.  They ordered the camp moved.  It
seems they had discovered other Aes Sedai nearby and we would be
joining with their camp.  The cursed men numbered two, not three 
as it turned out and they had both been killed but not before taking
Jeema and two from the other group of Aes Sedai with them.  Their
number would be fourteen Aes Sedai now, with followers of somewhere
just around fifty.

You close the journal carefully as you sigh deeply.  

The Cheerful Room of Barasine Sedai A dainty chair designed with simple lines adds an elegance to the room.  A creamy green spread covers the bed.  On the floor is a simple rug in off-white. A lamp on the table that also serves as a writing desk casts a comfortable glow.  Clothing hangs from pegs on the wall or is neatly folded on the two shelves here.    
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A soft white rug is on the ground here. 
An elegant chair provides dainty seating.
You are sitting upon a wooden bed.  

The door is opened from the other side.  

Barasine Sedai has arrived from the south.
Esrica Sedai walks up with a stern look from the south.

Esrica Sedai says, 'I for one have had it with the Greens always trying this in the Hall. Every time this comes up, Alanna and the rest...' but cuts off as she spies you.

You step off of a wooden bed. You stand up.  

You spread your skirts and sink into a graceful curtsey.  

Esrica Sedai frowns darkly at you, spying the book in your hands, 'Light Barasine, you are showing her that?'  

Barasine Sedai arches a brow slightly as she looks to Esrica, 'Yes, I am.' she says simply.  

You grip the book in your hands as you bring it to your chest hugging it.  

A gust of wind moans against the building and rattles the window panes.  

Esrica Sedai opens her mouth slightly, but after studying the other woman's face a moment, mumbles, 'Of course Barasine, as you say.'  

Barasine Sedai nods in what looks almost to be amusement before turning her attention back to you.  

Barasine Sedai says, 'Did you read it all, child?'  

A gust of wind moans against the building and rattles the window panes.  

You say, 'Yes I did Accepted every entry in the journal.''  

You slap your lips, 'Aes Sedai'  

Both women's eyebrows rise at the word.  

Barasine Sedai frowns but nods slightly, 'And what did you think?'  

Barasine Sedai extends her hands to take the book from you.  

You bow your head in shame as you say, 'I was recollecting what Accepted Adaina was telling me about the Ajah's. I thought that the Aes Sedai did what was right. Though I am grieved to see that some died.  

You give a tattered journal categorized as 'Early Red Ajah' to Barasine Sedai.  

Barasine Sedai shakes her head, 'That is the dedication I speak of child. What is your name?'  

You say, 'My name is Dara Sarly, Aes Sedai.'  

A gust of wind moans against the building and rattles the window panes.  

Barasine Sedai nods.  

look
The Cheerful Room of Barasine Sedai A dainty chair designed with simple lines adds an elegance to the room.  A creamy green spread covers the bed.  On the floor is a simple rug in off-white. A lamp on the table that also serves as a writing desk casts a comfortable glow.  Clothing hangs from pegs on the wall or is neatly folded on the two shelves here.     
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A soft white rug is on the ground here. 
An elegant chair provides dainty seating. 
A bed with a wooden frame sits here. 
Esrica Sedai, following after Barasine Sedai. 
Barasine Sedai is sitting here at the table.  

Barasine Sedai says, 'That is what I wanted you to see. That is what it is to be a Red. '  

A gust of wind moans against the building and rattles the window panes.  

A young servant walks in with a springy step from the south.  

Esrica Sedai studies you.  

Esrica Sedai frowns and gives the servant a withering look.  

A young servant goes pale and moves away south.  
A young servant hurries off south.  

Esrica Sedai closes the door.  

You say, 'I have nothing but the utmost respect for the Red Ajah and now more than ever long to be a member.'  

You bow your head deeply.  

Esrica Sedai says, 'You have some time before you make that choice child, if you have worked for the opportunity to make it. '  

Barasine Sedai gives Esrica another frown but nods, 'Yes, Esrica is correct child. You may return to Merean Sedai who will no doubt want a report on what you have learned.'  

You continue, 'No male should wield any power let alone the One Power.'
You look up at Barasine as you clear your throat. 'I apologize Aes Sedai.  

Barasine Sedai nods.  

You say, 'I shall take my leave now.'  

You spread your skirts and sink into a deep curtsey before her.  
You spread your skirts and sink into a deep curtsey before her.  

*TRAVELLED FROM BARASINE SEDAI TO MEREAN REDHILL.*

Novice Freina steps aside and nods with a smile at you.
Novice Freina opens the broaddoor.  

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The Mistress of Novice's Study The room is warmly decorated with a thick rug patterned in muted greens, yellows and blues on the floor and a wide desk set facing away from the fireplace in the western wall.  There are two chairs set before the desk and a cushioned armchair behind it.  The walls are decorated with tapestries and paintings.  On the desktop there is a large, bound book holding many pages.   In the corner by the fireplace, a rather wicked looking willow switch leans against the wall.     
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A supple willow switch leans against the wall. 
A writing desk dominates the center of the room, facing the entrance. 
A high backed chair sits here, facing the table. 
A patterned rug lies upon the floor. 
The Mistress of Novices stands with a stern yet motherly look on her face.  

The broaddoor is closed from the other side.  

You spread your skirts and sink into a deep curtsey before her.  

Merean Redhill, the Mistress of Novices glances up to you, 'Ahh, there you are child. You were gone for some time. Did you find an Aes Sedai to speak with?'  

You say, 'Yes I did Mistress Redhill, and Barasine Sedai was kind enough to spend some time with me.'  

Merean Redhill, the Mistress of Novices chuckles, 'Kind was she? That's a first. What did you learn?'  

You say, 'I learned that the goal of the Red Ajah mirrors my own in spirit. They are devoted to the White Tower and in preserving the integrity of the One Power.'  

You continue, 'They do this by cleansing the world of the males who can wield the One Power.'  

Merean Redhill, the Mistress of Novices watches you, listening.  

You say, 'I have learned that the Red Ajah have devoted time, effort and lives to that goal and aided in what existence we have today.'  

Merean Redhill, the Mistress of Novices nods, thinking a moment before speaking.  

You say, 'They cast aside the misconceptions and 'bad reputation' they have attained through the years and continue to do their duty as Aes Sedai of the White Tower.'  

You take a deep breath as you bow your head deeply.  

Merean Redhill, the Mistress of Novices says, 'Indeed. The reputation they have is often one we all share in, unfortunately. You will find that in any Ajah you choose. It is the world we live in.'  

Merean Redhill, the Mistress of Novices says, 'The Red Ajah's goals differ dramatically from the Blues, my own Ajah. But while their goals are different, their cause is noble and more sisters have been killed from their Ajah in accomplishing it's goals than half of some of the other Ajahs combine'  

Merean Redhill, the Mistress of Novices says, 'You seem to have gotten a good handle on what it is to be a Red. Well done child.'  

You beam a smile, 'I thank you Mistress Redhill for the kind words and this great opportunity.'  

Merean Redhill, the Mistress of Novices smiles at you.  

You have been awarded clan points.  

Merean Redhill, the Mistress of Novices says, 'You may go child. It is late and we both must seek our beds.'  

You nod.  

You spread your skirts and sink into a deep curtsey before her.  

open broaddoor
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A Short Grey-Tiled Hallway This short section of hallway connects to a much wider corridor to the west and to the east it joins another hallway that runs parallel to the wider westward corridor.  Grey tiles cover the floor of this hall but a colorful tapestry hangs on the wall opposite a large, carved door that faces the hallway from the south.  The hallway is rather draughty here.  From the east comes the dimly heard clattering of pots, pans and china.    
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A tapestry is hanging on the wall. 
A serious, dark-eyed tower guardsman stands alertly. 
A stocky guardsman stands at attention here, protecting the White Tower. 
A cheerful young girl stands before the doorway here.  
Novice Freina flashes a little smile at you.

THEN I RETURN TO THE ENTRANCE HALL

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