EVENT: The Ogier hold their first reconstruction night in Tar Valon. 
They repair Alindaer Bridge of the damage done by the Dragonmount Eruotion.
DATE: February 3, 1999
LOGGER: Marith

Alindaer Village: Alindaer, Tar Valon
The tidy little village of Alindaer seems be undergoing a rebirth. A great open 
area has been cleared, and marking stones set out where the new Village Commons 
will be. Several new buildings already ring that area, and the wooden skeletons 
of several more are in progress. Large mounds of bricks and piles of lumber lay 
at hand, and several large lorries are parked nearby. A large tent has been 
erected, where the builders and masons can gather and plan and design.
The lights of Tar Valon can be seen twinkling on the river, just over the 
bridge. Sprouts of green poke up through the flattened area, as fresh spring 
winds off the river whip across the space. Tar Valon lies to the north, over 
the bridge which now hangs over the wasteland, severed from its landing, 
surrounded by scaffolds. The road that lead toward Andor can be seen as it 
finally emerges from under the slagged lava, a few leagues away. The road is 
impassable. The neighboring village of Darein can be reached via a smaller road 
to the west.
                                                                              
Contents:
Kus'kinn
Nita

Kus'kinn says "Sooooo..... Hi Nita, how are you?"
From afar, Nita ponders. What do i do with this Kus'kinn person?
You paged Nita with 'RP? He's an Ogier Stonemason'.

The Eldest comes walking along the area, along with at least ten other Ogier. 
She appears to be in the center, speaking animatedly with a few. Meanwhile, 
several other Ogier have already started organizing things and get involved 
with the building efforts.

Nita starts slightly, turning to look at Kus'Kinn. "Oh. Good morn to you. I am 
well...?" She leaves the statement much as a question of the other Ogier's 
mane, no sign of recognition in her eyes.

Kus'kinn looks around and decides to go take a look at the bridge "Thank 
you..... I am sorry my lady, I didnt get your name"

Ibiel moves lightly into the village from the northwest, the direction of 
Darein.

Ibiel waves.

Kus'kinn bows to Ibiel, "Good Eve"

Ibiel looks up at the Ogier, somewhat incredulously

Kus'kinn says "My name is Kus'kinn, and I am happy to make your aquaint""

Marith continues to move along the path to get to the bridge, speaking to the 
other ten Ogier with her. When she gets closer to Nita and Kus'kinn she smiles 
and nods "The blessing of the Light and stillness upon you Nita, Kus'kinn."

Nita stands a bit into the chaos of the former village, looking dismally at the 
surroundings. Her eyes droop at the sight, a slow shake to her head. She turns 
towards the eldest, nodding respectfully, but no more for now. She is too 
caught up in the destruction of the surroundings.

Kus'kinn wanders slowly towards the ruined bridge, huming a low melodic tune.

Davin comes striding into the area, a smug expression on his Ogier features. He 
snorts slightly at something he notices, shaking his head from side to side. 
Once he gets closer, the young Ogier barks out, "No... no! Don't put those 
there..." To a group of Ogier picking through the stone pieces to be used to 
replace the bridge.

Looking as though in deep concentration, Kus'kinn begins to pull loose stones 
from a pile at the foot of a broken piling examining each stone one by one and 
then setting it into a pile for later use.

Marith glances up as Davin starts barking at the other Ogier working on the 
rebuilding efforst. Her ears twitch slightly, then she raises her voice, "You 
know, Davin. This isn't the Stedding. If you are going to help, do so rather 
than barking out the orders. THere's more than enough for you to do rather than 
stand around and look smug." The Eldest seems to lay into the upstart 
Stonemason.

Kus'kinn finds a borken stone buried deep in the ash and finding his hammer 
begins to tap lightly upon it

The young Stonemason's ears appear to wilt against his head. He bows stiffly at 
Marith, giving acurt nod, "As you say, Eldset." There is a look of challenge in 
his eyes, however. It's almost as if he'd rather be somewhere else, exploring 
or doing something -other- then rebuilding this bridge. He moves over to the 
pile of stones he was yelling at others for and starts to pick through them, aiding where he can and helping to sort them properly.

Nita walks her way over towards the Eldest, stopping there and waiting for 
acknowledgement.

Kus'kinn says "Your pardon Eldest Marith, but I will need assist removing this 
very large block from the ash and there seems to be some sort of scroll work 
upon it, could you take a look?"

A large, unusual bird, about the size of a hawk, with brilliant green plumage 
and a large black beak. Long trailing tail-feathers hang for half a foot behind 
him.

Marith turns her attention to Kus'kinn, nodding a bit. Gildain, the Ogier 
Watchman that designated himself as Marith's 'bodyguard' for the trip breaks 
away from the group of Ogier about the Eldest to go help with the largish stone 
that Kus'kinn needs aid with.

Marith follows along behind Gildain, pressing her lips together a moment. Ears 
flicker back and forth, "What sort of scroll work?" She inquires,.

Kus'kinn says "here Eldest, do you see these vines and leaves, they appear very 
old and hard to see"

Pulling with all his might and with the help of Gildain, the stone is removed 
from the ash so that Marith may have a better view

"It just appears to be scroll work done for the bridge... Decoration." Marith 
answers as she gets a closer look. "I remember that they attempted to put some 
of the plantlife into their work as well when creating the city the first 
time." She smiles gently.

Nita follows after, curious to this scrollwork, but stays well back, relying on 
good sight to see what it is.

All around other Ogier workers are starting to mix a plastering material which 
will help put the stonework together and make it stay once it's all in place.

Looking at the Eldest with eyes full of respect, Kus'kinn smiles and bows and 
returns to the rubble to continue his work

Marith glances at Nita, tilting her head a bit, "Do you think, while they are 
doing the bridge, that we can look around and see what of the land we can 
help?'

Kus'kinn pages: I've got to go home (I'm still at work) it will take about a 
half hour, but ill be back

Davin finishes with sorting the stones, then goes over to where the plants of 
wood are being held. He starts helping with a group of Ogier in getting the 
supporting beams in place. Several of them grumble about the labor, some 
obviously not stonemasons, however they do work together in working toward 
their goal.

Looking up to Marith, your leave Eldest, "I must needs some of my tools from my 
abode, may I leave for a bit?"

Kus'kinn says "twas I Eldest, I will be needing my chisles and another hammer, 
perhaps a lever or two, my I be excused?"

Marith looks up from what she's looking over, turning her attention to 
Kus'kinn. She smiles and nods, "Of course, Kus'kinn. You are old enough not to 
need a hand held."

Looking a bit embarrased, Kus'kinn replys "Tis true that I be old e'nuff Eldest 
but, I do need my stone tools, by your leave then?"

"Of course, Eldest." says Nita, turned offering a half-hearted smile with a 
twitch to her ears. "The destruction.... It is grave." she says, looking to 
where trees and grass should have been growing.

Kus'kinn quits the rubble pile and begins the trek slowly to the grove for his 
tools, "I shall be back my friends" he smiles, waves then departs

"You have the leave, Kus'kinn." The Eldest seems to respond.

Kus'kinn says "my thanks to you........."

Marith nods her head a bit, ears twitching back and forth, "Indeed, the 
destruction is worse than what I've expected." She answers the young 
Treesinger, moving away from the workers fixing the bridge.

"I cannot work the song through this." says Nita, sounding disappointed and 
disheartened. "It is stone, and much to thick." She looks towards where the 
lava did not flow, but the grass and trees are still burned.

Nontil walks into the village from the northwest, the direction of Darein.

"Not even the places where there's ash?" Marith asks Nita, having moved off 
from the rest of the builders to discuss other preparations for building with 
Nita. Davin and others are preparing the supports for the bridge and getting 
ready to add the stone braces.

Nontil moves toward Davin, ready to help with the adding of the supports.

Davin grunts at Nontil as he comes to help, hefting a stone on his shoulder. 
"We're about ready to put the structure together."

"The ash, I can work on." says Nita, nodding. "It is good for nutrition, if 
only it didn't cover everything." Her ears droop again.

Tehannah walks out onto the Village Commons from Cottage Me'lon, the door 
closing behind her.

Nontil , Davin, and several other ogier heave a large support into an upright 
position.

Marith nods her head a bit, "Do you think approaching the Tower, like we 
discussed before, might help in breaking into the ground?"

Marith stands next to Nita away from the workers on the bridge, examing the 
ground that was covered by the liquid fire.

Davin places his stone near the others, who take it up and start placing it on 
the supports. He then starts to work his way back to the pile of stones, 
grunting slightly, "Rather than doing this one at a time we should start an 
assembly chain." Several of the Ogier working on this project grunt and nod as 
well.

Nontil calls to several other ogier and have them begin to form a line for 
hauling the stone.

Nita nods slowly. "Perhaps, Eldest. If nothing else, the ashes could be 
removed. I have had some contact with the Tower. Do you wish me to ask to speak 
to them of this?"

The ogier form an orderly line and begin to pass stones down to the supports.

Davin nods at the other Ogier, then starts to pass rocks down the line as well. 
While the rocks start to get put into place on the bidge, several others start 
to add the plastery substance that will make the stone stick into place 
permanently.

Marith shakes her head at Nita, "No. This is a matter that I think needs to be 
addressed to the Amyrlin herself."

Nadette walks out into the Village Commons from Nadette's House, closing the 
door behind her.

Nadette walks down the path to the northwest, towards Darein.

Nita inclines her head in aquiescense. "Of course, Eldest Marith." Still, her 
eyes drift dismally over the destruction. "There is so much to be done." she 
says with a sigh.

Sande walks into the village from the northwest, the direction of Darein.

Marith nods her head in agreement with Nita, "I know, child, I know." The 
Eldest's ears twitch back and forth in a worried manner, starting to wilt 
against her head, "I only pray that we can do what others seem to be expecting 
of us."

Davin glances over at the Eldest with her words, his own head tilting slightly. 
He calls out in his Ogier smugness, "Oh... we'll get it done and them some on 
top of that."

Nontil gives Davin a knowing look and smiles slightly, then continues heartily 
on his work.

Nita nods once again, "I will go do what I can for now." she says to Marith, 
making a question of it.

Marith appears to consider Nita's words, "For now, just concentrate on seeing 
if we can get those sapplies..." She pauses, taking a stop back to regard the 
other Ogier carefully, "You did start on that project, yes?" The Eldest 
requires.

Nontil nods to Davin as he places another stone. "You work like an ogier. A 
fine job."

Davin casts his own gaze back in Nontil's direction, a brow lifting slightly at 
the other Stonemason. It takes him a few moments, then he seems to share in the 
other man's knowing look. He grunts and smiles back. His tufted ears then 
twitch at Nontil's words and he gazes down at his body, from large feet, to 
large torso to large hands, "Last I checked, friend Nontil," He speaks with a 
bit of amusement, "I was an Ogier." Several others about him chuckle lightly.

Nontil chuckles and continues on the bridge.

Maggae sashays into the village from the northwest, the direction of Darein.

Maggae watches proudly as the noble Ogiers work on the village.

Garen walks into the village from the northwest, the direction of Darein.

Garen smiles at Maggae and pats her hand on his arm again. "It is lucky I am 
that I have you here...

The Eldest appears to be standing away from the rest of the workers, taking as 
quietly as possible with the young and talented Treesinger Nita. Davin and 
Nontil, and several other Ogier workers appear to be near the bridge, working 
on placing the stones carefully into place and making certain they stay in 
place permanently with some sort of sealer that won't come unglued - like a 
cementing or plaster.

Tremos walks into the village from the northwest, the direction of Darein.

Nita hums slightly, surveying the scene. She mutters to Marith, "Where... me... 
Eldest?" 

You sense Nita hums slightly, surveying the scene. "Where would you like me to 
begin, Eldest?"

Tremos arrives with Cronus, just behind Maggae and Garen. He surveys the scene 
and whistles at the improvement from the last time he was here helping out.

Marith lifts a brow at Nita's question, "Did you work on the saplings first?" 
She tries asking again, "Do you have any collected and ready to plant?"

Garen looks to Tremos. "Think they'd like some music soon to help them along?
"Some are ready, Eldest, but there are many to treat yet." says Nita, ears 
twitching. "I would just like to se... some life grow here again." There is a 
slight look of discomfort around her, in these surroundings.

Tremos shrugs, 'Sometimes it helps to get them into a nice working rhythm, but 
last time I was here I had a bruised forearm for my thanks.'

Marith nods her head a bit, agreeing with the younger girl, "I think we should 
wait until we find out whether or not those from the Tower can aid us a bit by 
riding the ground of the rock."

Garen looks to Tremos. "Whom should we ask?

Tremos shrugs again, 'I am not sure of Ogier customs,' he turns to Maggae for 
an answer.

Nita inclines her head to Marith. "Of course, Eldest. I will continue my work 
on them."

Marith nods her head a bit, offering a comforting smile to Nita, "Remember not 
to put a short handle on your axe." She speaks to the young woman, then turns 
to observe the others, "Unfortunately, it is time for me to retire. It has been 
a trying day arguing with Gildain."

Garen turns to Tremos. "Well, I did have the pleasure of meeting Eldest Marith 
at the Ogier reception. SHould I ask her?

Tremos nods, 'An Eldest? Why, sure...'

Tolson walks into the village from the northwest, the direction of Darein.

Tolson enters the area quietly and looks around.

Garen says "Hail Tolson!""

Tremos turns towards whom Garen was addressing and waves.

Tolson smiles and nods to Garen and Tremos as he heads towards them.

Garen chuckles at the sight of the three together again.

Tremos smiles, 'Well, Tolson, just in time to entertain our builder friends.'

Tolson smiles. "Good. I would hate to miss out on the fun."

Cronus walks into the village from the northwest, the direction of Darein.

Cronus enters looking about, curious, as to everyone present and walks towards 
Maggae Tremos and Garen

Evin comes out onto the Village Commons from Evin's Leather Goods.

Evin jumps in surprise at the large gathering.

Marith pauses on her way, glancing to Garen as she's approached, "Yes...?' She 
murmurs quietly.

Marith apparently is on her way out of the rebuilding area and back to her 
room, a look of tiredness touching the Eldests' features.

Garen says "I would be honored, Eldest, if we could play for your workers."

Tremos just looked at you.

Garen bows in respect.

Tremos turns and regards the Eldest as well, he flourishes a deep bow out of 
admiration of these peace-loving creatures.

Evin bows to Marith. "The Light shine on you, Eldest."

Tolson stands near the two gleemen smiling quietly.

Cronus looks to the two...he is with...

Marith glances over at the rest of the Ogier fixing the bridge. She then smiles 
at Garen, "I think they would like it very much if you played for them." With 
that she takes her leave once more, leaving behidn the thirty or so Ogier 
working to make the bridge safe for travel once more.