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[Action, Locked to Siuan and Moiraine]
[Moiraine and Siuan shift uncomfortably in the snowy wind blowing into one of the New Feather watch stations, frozen fingers crawling up their exposed skin. They two women shiver, and blearily sit up, shaking their heads in confusion. Where were they? This certainly wasn't Lord Agelmar's Keep, and how had winter returned so suddenly, when spring had only just arrived? To say nothing of the missing Bonds with their Warders, or the aching feeling on their backs.
A lot of questions bubble up into Moiraine's mind as she wearily looks around, but she shoves them aside for the moment. Calm first, basic needs second, then the questions. It takes only a moment to spot Siuan, and begin to shake her awake. Perplexed, but not fearful, she speaks softly into the taller woman's ear]
Mother? Siuan? Wake up.
[Voice/Action in the Forest/Town:]
[After some time, the two Aes Sedai decided to attempt using these strange ter'angreal, in the hope of gleaning more information. The guide had been somewhat informative, but they were still in the shelter. And of course, they are both fiddling with their journals.]
I hope that this functioning properly, but I do not know. Siuan, are you able to see this in your own?
[A pause, the feed cutting out for a moment. They both agreed that Moiraine would probably be better to address the network at large. Or rather, Moiraine had decided it while Siuan fumed and swore.]
Good day to you, if you are able to see this broadcast. My name is Moiraine, and I am here with my Sister Siuan. It appears as though both of us have been brought to this...place, and will be joining you in captivity. If there is anyone who is willing to answer some questions, and direct us to the nearest place to obtain warm clothing, we would both greatly appreciate it.
[Another pause, the sounds of unintelligible whispering]
And...directions to a place we can find a hot meal would also be appreciated.
[Eventually the pair will make their way to town, with or without answers, ageless Aes Sedai faces looking harried and decidedly unhappy about their situation.]
[OOC: This is a joint post from Moiraine Damodred and Siuan Sanche. Expect Siuan to threadjack anything and everything, and to be grouchy about it.]
[Moiraine and Siuan shift uncomfortably in the snowy wind blowing into one of the New Feather watch stations, frozen fingers crawling up their exposed skin. They two women shiver, and blearily sit up, shaking their heads in confusion. Where were they? This certainly wasn't Lord Agelmar's Keep, and how had winter returned so suddenly, when spring had only just arrived? To say nothing of the missing Bonds with their Warders, or the aching feeling on their backs.
A lot of questions bubble up into Moiraine's mind as she wearily looks around, but she shoves them aside for the moment. Calm first, basic needs second, then the questions. It takes only a moment to spot Siuan, and begin to shake her awake. Perplexed, but not fearful, she speaks softly into the taller woman's ear]
Mother? Siuan? Wake up.
[Voice/Action in the Forest/Town:]
[After some time, the two Aes Sedai decided to attempt using these strange ter'angreal, in the hope of gleaning more information. The guide had been somewhat informative, but they were still in the shelter. And of course, they are both fiddling with their journals.]
I hope that this functioning properly, but I do not know. Siuan, are you able to see this in your own?
[A pause, the feed cutting out for a moment. They both agreed that Moiraine would probably be better to address the network at large. Or rather, Moiraine had decided it while Siuan fumed and swore.]
Good day to you, if you are able to see this broadcast. My name is Moiraine, and I am here with my Sister Siuan. It appears as though both of us have been brought to this...place, and will be joining you in captivity. If there is anyone who is willing to answer some questions, and direct us to the nearest place to obtain warm clothing, we would both greatly appreciate it.
[Another pause, the sounds of unintelligible whispering]
And...directions to a place we can find a hot meal would also be appreciated.
[Eventually the pair will make their way to town, with or without answers, ageless Aes Sedai faces looking harried and decidedly unhappy about their situation.]
[OOC: This is a joint post from Moiraine Damodred and Siuan Sanche. Expect Siuan to threadjack anything and everything, and to be grouchy about it.]
