09/22/2000

Wyntere's Room, White Tower, Tar Valon

Despite the tinkerish nature of this Sedai, her room is rather tame. One
might notice that everything has a place and the overall view of the room
is one of neatness. The walls are a soft greyish blue color. Against the
far wall in front of the door, a four-post bed stands covered with a
beautiful burgandy, forest and midnight quilt. Two chests rest at the foot
of the bed with a throw blanket upon each. There are two bay windows that
over look the courtyard. The grand stone fireplace stands between the
windows. In front of the firplace, there is a low walnut coffee table
surrounded by an antique couch and two arm chairs. Her desk in along the
wall by the door.

To set this Sedai apart from others. She has a glass display case by her
desk. Inside are all kinds of trinkets and figures. Some are figurines made
of marble, jade, quartz, or alabaster. Others are made from wood or
leather. Each one telling it's own story and a different part of her
life.In the evenings and towards night, this room becomes a magnificent
sight to behold. Tiny twinkling stars seem to apppear from the stone walls,
moving ever slowly as the night sky. A telescope is pointed out one window
to give proof of only one of Wyntere's hobbies.


Biting on his lip, Neelkan rocks on his feet a little as he stands in front
of the Mistress of Novice's door. Yeah, he's reluctent to knock on the
door. Very reluctent. After at least a minute or two of rocking around on
his feet (and no doubt earning looks from those walking down the corridors)
he lifts his hand and finally knocks. 

The door seems to open by itself, but being a trainee you'd know she used
the One Power to open it. Wyntere sits by the fireplace with a book in her
hands that she is bookmarking and placing aside. Smokey blues eyes see
Neelkan and she smiles to him. "Peace favor, Neelkan. Come on in." She
stands up to greet him and motions to a chair if he'd like to sit down.
"What can I help you with?" If you look to the book, it's one about
dreaming.

Blinking at the door, it takes a moment for the red haired boy to realize
it was opened by the Power, but when he does he steps inside and pushes it
closed. Neelkan still isn't completely used to it yet, but he's trying his
best to get there. "'ey, Wyn." He says once inside, moving over near the
chair so he can sit down, glad to be in a room with an actual /fireplace/.
"I just wanted t' come 'n--" He pauses as he sees the book, or the title of
the book. The pause is obvious before he gives his head a shake and
continues, "Just 'at I.. was wantin' t' come talk is all."

Wyntere glances to the book and back to Neelkan. "A little light reading."
That's a lie. It's research but she can joke about it. "Um...Mother is
going to teach me a few things." She looks to the young man and smiles.
"You are welcome to come talk anytime. Would you like a cup of tea or warm
sider or something?" She offers before sitting back down in her comfortable
chair and pulling her feet up like she hasn't aged in over 100 years.
"Anything you had in mind you wanted to talk about or just catch up on how
I've been?"

Well, he'll take the light reading excuse, because he doesn't want to think
about Dreaming at all right now. "Um.. Nothin', thanks though." Neelkan
responds to the offer of drinks and just slumps back into the chair as best
he can. It's a lot better then the chair in his room after all. Not that he
gets to use it much, seeing as they only have one in the room, and he has
to share it with three others. "Well, Light, actually I was wonderin' if
ya've heard anythin' from... Espi..." As an afterthought he adds, "'n
Varcel too. It's just 'ey've been gone a while 'n all..."

Wyntere nods to Neelkan and grins as Neel makes himself at home. "They
should be safe at the farm. Last I heard from her was with a bird. But..."
Wyntere stops and shakes her head. That was a bad dream, period. "They
should be okay and when the snows melt, I'm going to send for them." Easy
as that. Nope, nothing is wrong. Not at all. Wyntere glances to the book
and then shakes her head.

Sighing, Neelkan slumps back again, closing his eyes for a moment and
lifting his chin so he's facing the ceiling. When he straightens up again
he looks kinda... well... more thoughtful then usual, "A'right. I just miss
'er-- /them/ is all." Though more likely /her/. He never was very good
friends with Varcel. He reaches up and runs a hand through his hair.

Wyntere glances to Neelkan and nods. "I can understand that. I miss them
too." Then Wyntere's brow wrinkles. "You're a dreamer. Have you had any bad
dreams lately?" The Gray will get direct now. But it sounds more like she's
the one having bad dreams.

Neelkan shifts around in his seat a little, uncomfortably, "Ye'h, but it's
prolly just the weather. I don't care much f'r the cold... Plus I'm..." He
trails off and shakes his head. "I.. don't think I've had anythin'..
'Dreamer'-like. 'r at least I hope not..." For one he saw a young Wyntere
kill one of his best friends back when he was a bandit. He /hopes/ that
wasn't a prophecy. And the stuff with Espi...

Wyntere nods and passes off her thoughts as just a bad dream. Yep,
confirmed. "Okay, that's good. I just had an odd dream and... nah, it was
just a bad dream. Mother even said it was a bad dream." There. Kaomi said
it, it must be. And a young Wyntere could /never/ have killed your friend
if you think through it. Wyntere's too old for that to be your friend. Just
a screwy dream.

Still, those dreams tend to be cryptic. It could have represented Wyntere's
daughter. Neelkan knows she has at /least/ one... But still, he doesn't
want to think about it. "Bad dream?" There's a slight moment of hesitence,
then he asks, "What was it 'bout?"

Wyntere pours hereself a tea using air and floats the cup over. After
taking a sip and a deep breath Wyntere looks to Neelkan. "Espiria, you and
me." She leaves it at that for a moment to see what you are thinking.

Well, it's Neelkan's turn to take a deep breath. And he looks a little
shaken too. "'bout m'? 'n Espi? 'n ya?" He runs a hand through his hair
again, looking as if he's considering getting out of the room for a moment,
then asks, "How 'long 'go did ya have it?"

Wyntere thinks a moment and shrugs. "Recently? You looked nice wearing the
fancy clothes." That should give you an idea. "But I know, I'll never see
you in them." She grins and sips the tea. "You okay, Neelkan? You look
nervous. You don't have to worry around me. I'm not going to hurt you. You
know that."

"Fancy clothes?" Neelkan gives a cough. Figures she'd have to let that part
stick out in her mind. Blood and ashes. "I don't have any 'fancy clothes',
so ya prolly won't e'er see m' in 'em, no." He runs another hand through
his hair and sighs. He wants to leave now, but he doesn't, "Did ya have 'n
older brother?" is what he asks instead...

Wyntere glances up to a sword that's hung on her wall a moment and a grave
look crosses her face. Smokey blue eyes finally find Neelkan. "Moshay, my
first warder. Until his death, I didn't know that I was not his true
sister. After I was born here by my mother, Haven. I was sent from the
tower to a noble family in Aelgar. Moshay was 15 yrs older than me and
never a day passes that he didn't look after me." She leaves it at that for
a moment and then looks to Neelkan, "Your sisters weren't very nice to you
were they?"

Moshay. "Well, blood 'n ashes, hope m' sister doesn't end up bondin' m'."
Neelkan says as a small joke, shrugging his shoulders. "'n no, but Light,
'at's Eharon f'r ya. I think 'ey mostly viewed m' as someone t' d' all the
bloody chores." He bites his lip, then looks back at the Aes Sedai, "'n we
also saw... what happened t' Espi's... brother?" He flinches a little as he
says this, and looks as if he wants to take it back a second after it is
out.

Wyntere takes a deep breath and sighs. "I wish I could have gotten him
back. If i'd only... but it was just a dream right?" She looks to Neelkan
carefully. Please tell me it's a dream. "And no, you shouldn't bond your
sister. Moshay chose to bond me. Since I was nine, he promised never to let
anything bad happen and to always protect me. He trained in the tower just
to protect me more after finding out I was to become an Aes Sedai. And he
did that very thing until he..." She waves her hand as if it makes it go
away. Yes, Wyntere's old enough to out live her brother and have another
Warder.

Gripping the armhold of the chair until his knuckles are white, Neelkan
stares straight ahead for a while, until finally releasing it to stand up
quickly, "We have t' go get Espi. I don't care if I have t' walk through
the bloody snow all b' m'self. She was..." He trails off and clenches his
eyes closed as well as his fists. No. He won't beat on anything. Really. He
won't.

Wyntere stands as Neelkan does and moves to stop him. "Neelkan, hang on.
There's another solution. I'm not letting you leave if I have to lock you
in here. Let's go talk to Mother and get her to search Espiria out in a
dream. At least that way, we will know for sure if this was more than a
dream. Maybe Espiria's okay now and there's no need for us to risk our
necks. Please, Neel.." Wyntere tries to talk sense into him. "And if Kaomi
thinks that Espiria's in trouble, then we can go after her. Alright?"

Still standing there all clenched up, Neelkan looks like he's wanting to go
anyway, no matter what the older, wiser woman might say. Then he slowly
relaxes and growls softly through his teeth, "If ya think 'at's best, but
blood 'n ashes, she could be in danger!" And he looks ver worried, almost
to the point where he might end up turning around and running out the door
and not stopping til he finds Espi. Even if he has no idea where she is.

Wyntere sighs and pulls Neelkan into a hug. a) might calm him down. b)
makes it harder for him to leave. "Neelkan, she's one of mine. No, I'm not
her mother, but I'm bloody close since she came here." Wyntere gives her
chores and punishes her and listens to her just like a mom would. "I
wouldn't risk her life. Let's go get Mother's advise. Okay? We've waited
this long, a few minutes wouldn't hurt." Wyntere releases him and motions
towards the door. She means go to Kaomi right now.

Eeeeeeh. At first Neelkan just raises his eyebrows and makes a disgusted
face at getting hugged, but then he lets out a soft grump and returns the
hug briefly before he's realized, "I know 'at ya care 'bout 'er, but blood
'n ashes, I know 'at she's in dan--" He catches himself. He's not supposed
to know about the "secret stuff" with Espi... "I mean... if she's hurt 'r
anythin'..." He trails off and grrs, then starts to move towards the door
as soon as the motion is made. He has no objections with going now.


Amyrlin's Study, White Tower, Tar Valon

A simple office, matching the temprament of the woman who works here. A
carving of a man balanced on one leg about to throw a javelin, done in
polished wood, is present on a small table. An old desk, battered and
comfortable rather than polished majesty, is present as well, along with a
few simple chairs. What need for externals when the woman herself is able
to provoke so much awe? Papers are kept in neat arrays across the desk, and
a few boxes, warded, hold sensative material.

Dominating the wall is a huge map with push pins within it, detailing the
movements of armies across the world. A supply of pins hangs from a bag
from the frame of the map. Black is for Dark armies, white for Light
armies, some with little flags detailing where each army originates: red
for Manetheran, etc. A soft blue rug covers the floor.


No knock this time. The door opens and in walks Wyntere closely followed by
Neelkan. "Kaomi, we need to talk. I want you to find Espiria. Either that
or teach me how to and I will go." Right down to business. And the tone in
Wyntere's voice is a worried, determined one. What's brought this up again?

Walking in right behind her, Neelkan scratches at his hair, but looks
rather upset actually, almost to the point where it seems as if he may just
jump into a run and chase something down... But he's got himself restrained
at the moment, even if he is shifting around on his feet. He doesn't say
anything though, besides a few incoherent grumbles.

Kaomi looks up rather mildly. "Wyntere, I thought we already talked about
this. However, I would like to know what has you so upset." If need be
she'll simply scry the girl out.

Wyntere glances to Neelkan. "Alright, what happens when two people have the
same dream? I mean, it's not just a bad dream, right?" Wyntere is too
suspicious right now with this dream stuff. Wyntere doesn't sit down but
approaches Kaomi's desk. She looks to Neelkan, "Neelkan, tell her about it.
You're a dreamer. She can't brush your dreams off."

Neelkan shifts around even more as the light is put on him, especially with
all the talk about being a Dreamer and he clears his throat a little, "Um,
ye'h, we.. did have the same dream. 'n I saw things 'bout Wyn I didn't know
'fore... Light, I dunno if it was a 'dream', 'r whate'er, I just need t'
know Espi's a'right." Need being the operative word...

Kaomi looks to Neelkan sharply. "Ah. Yes. You're a Dreamer. And someday,
Neelkan, you and I are going to have a talk about why you never felt the
need to tell me about dreams you had about Espiria." She looks at Wyntere
and Neelkan both, sharply. "Very well, I will scry her out. Foolish to seek
her in the Dream, for at this hour she is unlikely to be asleep." She
embraces saidin, to Wyntere's senses, and makes a quick weave, then a
shimmering 'window' appears in the air...(OOC: Create a puppet and send it
into the Forest room, will give you dbref in a sec.)

rock> Majestic trees cluster about, rising high into the sky and blocking
out a good deal of sunlight. It becomes hard to tell direction or time as
one steps across the mossy, rocky forest floor. The occasional bird call or
rustle of wind breaks an otherwise perfect silence. Occasionally one's
travel is blocked by thick bramble bushes or other underbrush which laces
together like interlocking hands to push the world out.

rock> A brief prickle on the back of Espiria's neck. You get the distinct
feeling, Espi, of being watched...the rest of you sense nothing wrong as
you drop down into the well. The hunting horns come closer and you can hear
Trolloc grunts and voices. That gaping top may be overlooked, it may not.
And then there is even more to see. There is something like...pink glass?
Seemingly lodged into a hole in the wall of the well, half covered by moss.
Of course, the party of shadowspawn is probably more of an immediate
concern.

Wyntere finds a seat and seems to settle down. One day she'll have to learn
that weave. Well, she is watching it for sure and studying it. Though her
eyes are more upon the picture. She's very quiet and waits.

rock> Espiria shivers, hanging onto Varcel with wide eyes. She looks up
hearing the horrible noises of things moving around up there. Will they
pass by? She bites her lip to try not to scream at being so placed into a
position as this. Too weak to channel and yet /very/ aware of what is
nearby. She grits her teeth, trying to look around the confined place where
she is now. How long as this place been here? It seems very old. Her eyes
catches a flash of pink out of the corner of her eyes and stares at it for
a moment with her head tipped to one side. For the moment the creatures
above her are forgotten.

rock> Varcel nods to Tia. "Definitely close it if it's spawn. IF they even
look Spawnish, close it. Odds're not in our favor if it being a group of
friendly warders out for a stroll." He seems completely oblivious to
Espiria's attention.

"I wanted t' tell ya, but Light I figured ya had..." Neelkan trails off in
his explaination of why he never mentioned it and just manages to look
guilty and sheepish as the window appears. He bites down on his lip.
Scrying? He sits down hard in a chair he finds as he watches, and starts to
curse softly under his breath.

rock> Tia works on closing it until the Trollocs are probably within sight
range, judging by the sounds, and then she just leaves it alone. As does
Varcel, Tia doesn't notice any of the pink or what-have-you.

Kaomi 's features darken as she watches, but for the moment she
says...absolutely nothing. For she is still trying to assess the situation
before them. Its also very difficult to tell where the children might /be/.
And who is that old woman with them? Questions and more questions. Her
finger taps against the desk. Lucky Neelkan, no longer is she focused upon
him, or she might swoop down upon such a lame response.

rock> Just in time. A foot hits the corner of the well top. You can hear
it, ringing out. And then, through the hole, you hear a the snakelike hiss
of a fade. "Smell for them, fools! They must be found!" Ah, luck, that
there is a thin layer of ice all over the snow to conceal tracks. Luck,
that the well smells likely cover all of your own.

Wyntere would have a hard time staying quiet if kaomi did that and she
waits to see what's going on. Where the heck are they? "That doesn't look
like the farm." Go for the obvious. Yes, Kaomi won't like it, but tough!

rock> Espiria shivers, hand going to her head as she sways on her feet.
What was... Keys? She frowns, eyes looking back to the shape before she
steps away from Varcel. She seems to be nearly sleep walking as she moves
to that side and places her hands on the wall on either side of the object.
She has the strongest urge to get it, keep it safe, but why? She isn't
sure..but her head jerks toward the sound of the voice overhead and her
eyes widen considerably before she looks quickly back to the object. She's
not going to dig it out just yet, but she does turn her back to it and
cover it with her body. If anything, she won't let anyone get their hands
on it. She just..can't figure out why that is. Yet. She stays perfectly
still, not wanting a single motion that she makes to give away a noise for
them to use in finding their hiding place.

Staring hard at the scrying doorway thing, Neelkan looks at it so intensely
as if he might be able to keep them from being found just by staring at it.
And he doesn't stop cursing either. And his fists clench and loosen, and
clench and loosen, and he looks as if he's having a hard time staying
seated. If he has to watch Espi get found and... Oh he hates this.

rock> Varcel holds his breath, the sound of footsteps above seeming to ring
in time with his pulse thundering in his ears. Oh, light save them. He'll
go down fighting, but he doesn't want to see it happen to Espiria. Light
save them, light save them, light save them...

"Thank you, Wyntere!" Kaomi snaps out, angrily. "May I remind you that I
did /not/ 'dismiss' your dreams. I offered to go looking for her, you
decided it was a nightmare, you are not a Dreamer, and that seemed to be
the end of it!" Her hand slams down on the table and the scrying window
widens in response to her rising ire.

rock> Tia, the closest to the well top - right underneath - freezes. NOt
moving at all, she makes sure to breathe slowly but nothing else, and she
doesn't step away.

rock> The Fade continues to hiss threats and invectives against his crew of
bumbling bloodthirsty warriors. In time, however, the sounds begin to move
into the distance. Still hearable, at this time, but at least it seems your
hiding place was effective.

rock> Espiria closes her eyes and nearly passes out from the strain she's
been forcing in standing still when all she feels like doing is collapsing.
She sighs faintly, still careful if anything is still in the area and then
quickly turns to face the object again. She wastes no time then, finger
nails digging into the walls of the well to dig it out. She seems almost
frantic to get it done, eyes darting toward the opening of the well again
in the event noises are heard closer so she can stop.

rock> Varcel hrms? softly as he notices Espiria working. He quietly hurries
over. "Espra?" he whispers. "What is it? What do you have?" He starts
trying to help.

rock> Tia notices as well, especially when Varcel moves to follow. Walking
as quietly as she can, she follows him over, standing up tall enough to see
over his shoulder.

Ut-oh... here we go again. "No, I'm not a dreamer. Why do you think I came
to you after that dream? You could have searched her out beyond my
thoughts. Since when am I knowledgeable to make decision about the dreams?
All I have is book knowledge and one trip into the place." Wyntere fires it
back to Kaomi. No, she doesn't put up with stuff from the woman. And seeing
what is going on, worries the MoNster too. Just a bad combination. "And
until talking to Neelkan, I thought it was a bad dream. Do not raise your
voice at me over this, Kaomi. I have done what I think I should."

rock> You get it dug out, and it appears to be a slim lightning bolt, made
of glass. Perfect glass...and indestructable, because it is unscratched by
its pull through the rock. It is also...totally clean, despite the fact
that it was sitting in wet moss.

"Blood 'n ashes," Neelkan curses a little bit louder, but still quite
harsh. "If 'ey find 'er I'll... I'll..." He'll what? Watch!? Grrrrrr. He
hates this. Oh yes, he truely does. Clenching his teeth closed he jumps
around in his seat. "It's all m' fault. I should've... I should've..." He
trails off. He should have said something earlier. Yes, he realizes that.
He reaches up and rubs at his face with both hands (He's not tearing up is
he??) and then looks back at the thing to see what it is Espi's doing, and
stare at the lightning bolt thing, and continue praying to the Light that
Espi will be okay. Varcel can get caught (ahem! - Sorry) but not Espi.

rock> Espiria shivers from the strength of how she feels. She /has/ to get
it out and out now. She is clearly hurting her fingers in doing so, but she
allows Varcel to help her. "Don't..touch it Varcel." Her voice seems a bit
distant as she says this, shaking her head. "Important...must get it out.
Must..stay safe..." She seems too intent of the object at hand to really
speak all that clearly, but it's obvious that she knows it's something she
must do from the effort she is making to get to it. She gets it into her
hand, sighing as her eyes slip closed as the object touches her hand.
"Safe...must..keep...safe.." She falls to the ground then, passing out from
the strain, but oddly her hand doesn't relax it's hold on the object. It
seems to tighten.

Kaomi manages the trick of a twin glower at the window and Wyntere. "Then
do not get sarcastic with me. It is not as if, Wyntere, I could have sent a
rescue party out in the middle of the blizzards as it was." A low growl is
her voice, showing that she really is upset. "What in shades is /that/
thing?"

rock> Varcel eases her gently to the ground, resting her head in his lap.
He looks at the item curiously, trying to study it while she's out. "ANy
ideas what this is?" he asks Tia quietly.

rock> Tia shrugs. Just as quietly: "I can't see it, she's holding it too
tightly. Maybe it's something valuable?" she hazards, slowly. "If it is,
maybe she wants to make sure we can sell it to get back."

rock> Whatever it is, there is one blessing. The outdoors has gone
completely silent. The sense of shadowspawn fades from Espiria. You're
alone, again, for now.

Wyntere frowns and gets quiet. Alright, kaomi's upset. Wyntere's upset. Bad
combination. "I wasn't asking for a rescue party." As the 'thing' is
mentioned, Wyntere looks to it now and her brow wrinkles. "A pink shard."
Yes, the obvious. Perhaps to tick Kaomi off even more. But that's not like
Wyntere. She's merely giving the 'thing' a name.

rock> Espiria coughs loudly then, shivering badly as she slowly comes back
to herself. She opens her eyes a bit, hand still gripping the object
tightly. "Must..get it back. Must...keep it safe." She shakes her head
slowly, "Varcel...we..must get back." She closes her eyes, sagging again
against Varcel before she frowns fractionally. "Feel...something." She
coughs hard again, shivering. "Feel...as if being watched." She sighs
opening her eyes again as she looks around. "I..just can't feel from
where...or who." She pauses for a moment, biting her lip a bit as she tries
to stay conscious again. "Please....we..must get back. Dark...must not
get...this.."

Neelkan grrs softly at something that he sees, but doesn't offer any
guesses on what the bolt might be. Does that seem familar to him? ...
Actually... it does. He blinks and suddenly jumps up out of the chair and
takes a few steps forward to look closer. What in the... "'at... 'at...
Blood 'n ashes..." He needs to sit back down again... And before they jump
on him for an explaination he just runs a hand through his hair and
mutters, "I had a dream 'bout 'at once, but... I didn't think it was
important..." A pink lightning bolt? Plus he doesn't like to talk about his
dreams. He avoids it. He'd fight five warders to avoid it.

rock> Varcel shushes her gently. "We'll get back, love, I promise. Give it
a few more minutes to let them get further away."

Kaomi moves the range of the scrying weave. Back. Back. Until she's looking
at the closed top of the well. She ties it off and stares at it intently,
memorizing the location. "Well. Perhaps that was /why/ I had to send them
off, hmm?" Her calm restored. Black eyes take a full five minutes, just
looking, then she turns to the corner of the room, and weaves. A silvery
doorway snaps open, suddenly, and a hovering platform is there. The flame
of Tar Valon, large, white, encompassing. With a bench big enough for the
three of you. Kaomi steps onto it and turns to look back at you both. "If
you are coming, come."

rock> Tia rubs her chin, slowly. "How long do you think? Five or ten? I
don't hear them any more but that's no guarantee."

Wyntere doesn't waste a second. "Kaomi, you're not killing yourself without
me. I don't want to deal with..." Wyntere cuts off shortly there. "Well,
Raeth or the others that care about you. You're not leaving me." Wyntere
joins Kaomi with a tint of nervousness. Alright, these things scare her,
but... she's coming.

Neelkan is so definately coming. He runs hands through his hair and nods.
"Ye'h, ye'h. Can't let ya two go without a man t' take care of ya." Well,
he'll trust Kaomi. She's one of the few women he will. He moves to step on
the platform after them both, looking around and looking a little uneasy.
He's still not too fond of the power in general it seems, but he's working
on it. And he grrred when Varcel called Espi 'love'. They both might notice
that. Or not. But it happened.

Kaomi settles lightly on the bench, and the platform begins to move through
the limbo that is skimming space, with a definate sense of direction. She
says nothing in response to either comment, but leans back. This, to her,
is relaxing. 

rock> Espiria glances upwards to the opening. She coughs a few times,
shivering. "We..need to get out of here. There..is no sure thing that they
will stay away." She glances at Varcel, "I..can't do it Varcel. You'll have
to help me out." She seems very weak at this point, all of the strength she
managed to gain back with that herbal tea having been bled out of her with
this happening. "I'm..not sure how long I..I can stay awake."

Varcel smiles at her. "Not a matter of having to, love. I'd be honored to
help you. Any idea what that is?" He starts trying to climb his way out
without setting her down. THis will be interesting.

Tia stands at the bottom of the entrance 'path', letting the other two
climb up first. "Remember, check first - but I'm sure you know that better
then me," she adds after a moment.

There's an intense surge of saidar from above, and a snap-hiss sound. Kaomi
waits for Wyntere and Neelkan to step off the platform before moving out of
the gateway herself. An ebony eyebrow lifts as Varcel's head clears the top
of the well. "I will leave it to Wyntere," she says, musically, "to speak
to you about romances between trainees and Accepted." A typical Kaomi of
Tairu greeting, perfectly mild, as if she didn't just watch you guys get
passed by a group of Shadowspawn.

Wyntere maons at that greeting from Kaomi. Oh boy... I thought I could just
'over-look' this one. Wyntere crosses her arms and stares at Varcel. "We'll
talk about it later. But for now, where is Espiria and it's time to get
home." That's it. Not too friendly a greeting. Wyntere walks over and
glances down the well. "Need a hand getting up?" Her tone changes to that
of 'let's get moving'. Smokey blue eyes are scanning the area and the glow
of Saidar is full force around her.

"Blood 'n ashes!" It's COLD! And he was dressed for indoors! Burrrrrrrrr!
Neelkan steps out of the doorway thing and instantly starts dancing around
as if in an attempt to stay warm. Then he darts towards the well, "Espi?"
Old lady? There's an woman present? Sorry, this red head only has mind for
one person right now, and it isn't the woman. And Varcel? Nope. He's not
worried about Varcel either. Sorry. Of course when Kaomi mentions that he
skids to a hault and places the most innocent looking expression on his
face, which looks almost like a fluffy puppy with water soaking his fur
trying to look like he wasn't the one who got the carpet wet. He's just her
big brother type. Honest...

Espiria coughs very hard several times as Varcel lifts her up to the
opening, scooting off of Varcel's arms as she reaches the upper level of
ground. She hazily glances at everyone now resting just outside of the
opening, eyes widening slightly before she sags against the ground. The
object is still tight in her grasp and she weakly reaches up to Wynt's
hand, nodding. "I'm..so..glad to see all of you." She promptly passes out
as her free hand touches Wynt's. Yup..she's reached just about the end of
her endurance. Considering what everyone /doesn't/ know of what's happened
to her, she has the right to. As for relationships? Ha..as if she's in the
frame of mind right now to worry about it. When she's well, she will deal
with it as she tries to deal with anything else that comes her way. Her
hand doesn't realx on the object though even in her present state.

Varcel stands up behind and to the side of Espiria, rather warily. He
manages a bow to the assembled personages, after a moment. "I'll defer to
your judgment Mother," he offers, his gleeman's training in dealing with
hecklers switching into gear. HT then turns to Wyntere. "She's right here,
Wyntere Sedai. And if it please you two, we've one more companion coming."

Tia is, as predicted, the next one out of the pit. Clambering out, she
brushes herself off before bowing, quickly, to the others - and staying
there for a moment before straightening.

"Yes, I know." The Amyrlin says calmly, inclining her head. "You'll have to
let me examine that...pink thing, Espiria." Yes, she enjoys letting on she
knows more than everyone expects. She turns to start weaving the Skimming
gateway back in the other direction.

Wyntere reaches for Espiria and wraps air around her to lift her up. The
Gray looks to Varcel. "For now, you will carry her. Try anything funny and
you will be in worse trouble." Wyntere looks to the pink thing and tries to
get Espiria to release it so the Mother can have it. "Mother, I thing we
are all here. Shall we get back?"

"We're glad t' see ya too, Esp." Neelkan says softly, for a moment
forgetting that it's cold out here. Then he looks at Varcel for a moment,
then over the woman. His peacock colored eyes go back to Espi and he offers
a lopsided grin, "Let's get ya back t' the flamin' Tower. 'n 'em too." But
they're added as an afterthought. As if he would /let/ Varcel stay. ...
What? Neelkan grumps at Wyntere as she tells Varcel to carry her, but he
doesn't say anything. He didn't want to carry her anyway. Really.

Espiria remains quiet and quite out of it as her hands retains that death
grip on the object. It's obvious to anyone who tries to get it out of her
hand that it's not going anywhere for the time being. She remains suspended
by the air, waiting to head home...

Varcel takes Espiria expressionlessly. He comforts himself with thoughts of
Amyrlin and MoNster stew.