Dangers of Far Madding

[Tony]

Chamon stepped through the gates of Far Madding.He went and stood in line to get his sword wrapped with wire. As he stood there he looked around him and at the people. Most were staring sullen-eyed, but some were happy and were smiling. Chamon wished he were smiling. It seemed of late that he never smiled. He should try sometime, when he has the chance.

"Next!" the gaurd shouted pulling Chamon from his thoughts. Chamon unstrapped his sword from his back and handed it to the gaurd who started to carefully wrap silver wire around the hilt and scabbard. After the gaurd was done he handed Chamon back his sword and shouted, "Next!". Chamon stuck a finger in his ear to try and get the ringing out. He could easily kill the man and any resistance that came up against him, but he had orders to stay as low as possible.

Chamon stapped his sword back on his back and started looking for an inn, The Silver Goblet.

[Temanin]

OOC:

Tony, it is not a stedding, it is the Guardian ter'angreal at the center of the city which limits channeling.

"It consists of three cloudy disks that are each a span wide. Each of these disks has a clear, narrow wedge of crystal, and gradations around its circumference. The Guardian can detect channeling, from both women and men.

It creates three zones around the city. The innermost zone ends at each of the bridges, and cuts women off from the True Source. The second zone is larger, ending about a mile around the city, that cuts men off from the True Source.

The third and largest zone can detect both men and women channeling outside of the first two zones. When the Guardian detects the use of the One Power, the three crystal wedges point towards the source, showing the location of the channeler through triangulation. The crystal wedges turn red when Saidar is detected, and black when Saidin is detected."

[Tony]

o.o.c. ....oh yeah. I forgot about that. Sorry. Do you think I should edit my post? I think I should. I shall.

[Tony]

Chamon stolled up and down the streets of Far Madding ocasionally asking for directions. No one so far had heard of an inn named The Silver Goblet, but Chamon refused to give up. There was a lot of money riding on him completing this job. He looked up a street corner and saw a sign. Not just any sign, the sign of mercenarys. Two blades crossed together with a coin placed where the blades crossed each other. Chamon turned down the street and casually headed for the building. Not many people liked knowing that mercenaries where near them and less of hiring them. Chamon stopped in front of the building and looked around. No one was watching him, so he stepped inside...