The Wheel of Time turns, and the Ages come and pass, leaving memories that become legend. Legend fades to myth, and even myth is long forgotten when the Age that gave it birth comes again. In one Age, called the Third Age by some, an Age yet to come, an Age long past, a wind rose above the cursed plains known as the Blasted Lands. The wind was not the beginning. There are neither beginnings nor endings to the turning of the Wheel of Time. But it was a beginning.
The wind blew across the barren hills of the Blasted Land, a place so tainted by the Shadow that not even the Dark One's minions dared live there. Westward the wind blew, across the foggy valley known as Thakan'dar, where nearly lifeless trolls forged the deadly blades wielded by Myrddraal out of human souls.
Around the mountainous spire of Shayol Ghul the wind howled, sounding eerily similar to a loud cry of pain. Appropriate, really, as Shayol Ghul was none other than the home of Sha'tain, or as he is better known, the Dark One. The Seals on the Dark One's prison were weakening, and he was reaching out of that mountain to touch the world, to twist it in his evil ways.
Here, the wind turned south, sailing across the Great Blight and through the Mountains of Dhoom. Through Arafel it flew, and then out over the mountain range known as the Black Hills. The stalks in the Caralain Grass shivered as it passed, and so did the people sitting upon it.
One of the members of the little party of 14 stood. "I brought you all here today to discuss our plans for the Last Battle. However, I sense that there are Darkfriends and Forsaken among us. Before we can discuss our plans, we must rat them out. And it could be any of us."
Another stood. "How do we know it isn't you!" they shouted.
The man that went under the pseudonym of mail-mi turned and looked at him. Then, he pulled out a thin white rod. The Oath Rod. Once bound to oaths from the Rod, they cannot be broken. "I swear I will not say any word that is untrue. I am not a Darkfriend." He looked back out the crowd. "Now, you decide. Who will be the next to take the Oath?
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