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Deaman Teryndal email Posted on: Apr 26, 2009 05:58:51	This time Deaman already knew which one he wanted to study. He was drawn to the plaque that he had studied yesterday but he knew it was only the effects of it. Be careful Solider, it can be addictive. Those words echoed in his head as he walked briskly down the aisles searching for the ter'angreal. He found it but had to have the Indigo get it down for him as it was just out of his reach. "I see you resisted going back to the Plaque. That's good." the Asha'man said approvingly. Deaman nodded absently as he turned the heavy figure over in his hands. He sat down at a table and studied the figure. It appeared to be and old man with a cane, exactly three feet in height and made of a brass colored metal. It was very detailed and he sketched it down on the top corner of his notes for refrence as to where he channeled. He seized the Power and channeled a thin thread of Spirit at it, directing the flow to the head. Nothing happened. He noted it down and then channeled a thread of Earth, directing the flow to the base of the figure. Nothing. He then channeled Fire, directing it at the cane. He immeadietly felt as if every joint in his body was erupting into flames. It felt hotter than any fire he had every felt and then it felt as if a cane was flying at him from every direction and everywhere it hit it felt as if flames sprang into being. He screamed out in pain, the sound echoing in the space. The Indigo Ahsa'man hurridly sliced the flow of Fire and felt a shock of the fires himself. "I'm so sorry." He said as he grabbed Deaman as he fell limp and gasped for breath. "I should never have let you do this but I thought since you did so well yesterday you could do this. Are you ok?" He ashked. Deaman opened bleary eyes and nodded shakily. He still felt like his joints where hot and it hurt to move. "I-I think I j-just found m-my d-danger." Deaman stuttered. The Asha'man Healed the reaming pains, directing Deaman to go to the Yellows the moment he felt anything out of the norm. Deaman left in a hurry,reassuring the Asha'man that he would.He made his way to the classroom and hurriedly jotted down what had happened down to the last intimate detail and handed his notes to Jerid, his face still pale and sweaty.
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Re: Lesson Three: Ter'angreal Dangers

Deaman Teryndal
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This time Deaman already knew which one he wanted to study. He was drawn to the plaque that he had studied yesterday but he knew it was only the effects of it. Be careful Solider, it can be addictive. Those words echoed in his head as he walked briskly down the aisles searching for the ter'angreal. He found it but had to have the Indigo get it down for him as it was just out of his reach.

"I see you resisted going back to the Plaque. That's good." the Asha'man said approvingly. Deaman nodded absently as he turned the heavy figure over in his hands. He sat down at a table and studied the figure. It appeared to be and old man with a cane, exactly three feet in height and made of a brass colored metal. It was very detailed and he sketched it down on the top corner of his notes for refrence as to where he channeled. He seized the Power and channeled a thin thread of Spirit at it, directing the flow to the head. Nothing happened. He noted it down and then channeled a thread of Earth, directing the flow to the base of the figure. Nothing. He then channeled Fire, directing it at the cane. He immeadietly felt as if every joint in his body was erupting into flames. It felt hotter than any fire he had every felt and then it felt as if a cane was flying at him from every direction and everywhere it hit it felt as if flames sprang into being. He screamed out in pain, the sound echoing in the space.

The Indigo Ahsa'man hurridly sliced the flow of Fire and felt a shock of the fires himself. "I'm so sorry." He said as he grabbed Deaman as he fell limp and gasped for breath. "I should never have let you do this but I thought since you did so well yesterday you could do this. Are you ok?" He ashked. Deaman opened bleary eyes and nodded shakily. He still felt like his joints where hot and it hurt to move. "I-I think I j-just found m-my d-danger." Deaman stuttered.

The Asha'man Healed the reaming pains, directing Deaman to go to the Yellows the moment he felt anything out of the norm. Deaman left in a hurry,reassuring the Asha'man that he would.He made his way to the classroom and hurriedly jotted down what had happened down to the last intimate detail and handed his notes to Jerid, his face still pale and sweaty.

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Playing with fire...(read in) Jerid Walker Apr 26, 2009 19:38:32 (3)
- Re: Playing with fire...(read in) Deaman Teryndal Apr 27, 2009 01:28:52
  - Lessons learned (pass) Jerid Walker May 6, 2009 04:12:09
    - Re: Lessons learned (pass) Deaman Teryndal May 6, 2009 04:34:46

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[quote=Deaman Teryndal]
This time Deaman already knew which one he wanted to study. He was drawn to the plaque that he had studied yesterday but he knew it was only the effects of it. [i]Be careful Solider, it can be addictive.[/i] Those words echoed in his head as he walked briskly down the aisles searching for the [i]ter'angreal[/i]. He found it but had to have the Indigo get it down for him as it was just out of his reach.

"I see you resisted going back to the Plaque. That's good." the Asha'man said approvingly. Deaman nodded absently as he turned the heavy figure over in his hands. He sat down at a table and studied the figure. It appeared to be and old man with a cane, exactly three feet in height and made of a brass colored metal. It was very detailed and he sketched it down on the top corner of his notes for refrence as to where he channeled. He seized the Power and channeled a thin thread of Spirit at it, directing the flow to the head. Nothing happened. He noted it down and then channeled a thread of Earth, directing the flow to the base of the figure. Nothing. He then channeled Fire, directing it at the cane. He immeadietly felt as if every joint in his body was erupting into flames. It felt hotter than any fire he had every felt and then it felt as if a cane was flying at him from every direction and everywhere it hit it felt as if flames sprang into being. He screamed out in pain, the sound echoing in the space.

The Indigo Ahsa'man hurridly sliced the flow of Fire and felt a shock of the fires himself. "I'm so sorry." He said as he grabbed Deaman as he fell limp and gasped for breath. "I should never have let you do this but I thought since you did so well yesterday you could do this. Are you ok?" He ashked. Deaman opened bleary eyes and nodded shakily. He still felt like his joints where hot and it hurt to move. "I-I think I j-just found m-my d-danger." Deaman stuttered.

The Asha'man Healed the reaming pains, directing Deaman to go to the Yellows the moment he felt anything out of the norm. Deaman left in a hurry,reassuring the Asha'man that he would.He made his way to the classroom and hurriedly jotted down what had happened down to the last intimate detail and handed his notes to Jerid, his face still pale and sweaty.[/quote]

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