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"Yes, that is my name." Gwynne's face was blank, showing none of the confusion and worry within her. "Your Ajah is known for a love of men and a readiness for battle, if I remember right. I wonder if there are many Aes Sedai outside the Green who think as you do. We will see." Her tone was carefully unoffensive.

* a bit taken back by the request he hesitated then began again with his mending of the dagger.
smirking a bit
"Of course, im just surprised that you dont have one or your own."

Startled slightly by Jazral's words, Gwynne glanced at Selene, who was not looking at her at that moment. "I spent time with the Tuatha'an, wolfbrother. They were the ones who told me of the wolfkin, though they didn't tell me I'd find both an Aes Sedai and a Warder among you." Let Jazral make of that what he would, she decided, ignoring her drink and letting her mind drift slightly. She wished now that she had not been petty enough to seize saidar just to get such a tiny victory over Selene Sedai, for the effort of maintaining her weave and the emotions necessary to keep a grip on the One Power was more than she cared to spend at the moment. Unfortunately, dropping the weave would mean allowing it to leave its usual vast residue, and that was attention she surely did not want to draw right now. She was grateful she had trained herself to be able to maintain it for days on end; as a weave of pure Spirit, it could be held even while she was asleep, though that tended to reduce the amount of sleep she actually got.

Nanako's mouth would have dropped, if she wasn't so tense from the scene Gwynne was creating. Every muscle in her body tensed, as Gwynne knowingly tried to egg Jazral and Selene on.

Light, let her survive this. Getting pushed around might do her some good, but don't let her die over the ramblings of her mouth.

Nanako had seen both the Aes Sedai and her warder in action. Not only that, but the entire room would turn against Gwynne if a ruckous did break out.

As the mood of the room started to switch, Nanako's body visibly relaxed, although it held an aggitation that did not suit her normally light hearted mood.

"Gwynne, I've already told you, none hear are against the Dragon Reborn. I urge you to keep this in mind with the remainder of the party. You'll meet others, which pre-formed conceptions will do you in with."

Sighing, she simply did not know what else to do. It warmed her heart to have her old friend here with her, yet injured it all the same to see the what had become of her. True, she was not the same person either, but constantly trying to get under other's skin would do no good, and could easily turn to your death.

A slight shiver passed through her body at that thought, and she pushed the memories back with it as she started into the drink Jazral had brought to them.

A smile touching her lips after quickly downing a glass, she felt it only right to thank the wolfkin... now that she knew what both he and Nikoru held in common.

"We thank you Jazral... and no need to worry about food. Drink shall do well."

She couldn't help but stop mid swallow at Jazral's next words. The thought of the remainder of the group she had entrusted her life too warmed her to no end, especially seeing Aorn.

Looking around she wondered what the other's reactions would be. Her gaze then fell upon Gwynne.

Light... make her head my words.

Taking another deep breath, she finished off the second glass, as she felt the first burn in the pit of her stomach.

And Light... may I be drunk if she doesn't.

"Come Denath," said Kai, the two men now dealt with, "If anyone appears here, it will most likely be those insect version of guards. I am not in the mood to handle them so I would prefer it if we leave...now."

Kai started towards the mouth of the alley, not even waiting for Denath to retrieve his weapons. Hastily Denath slid his father’s sword back in its scabbard, snatching his staff off the ground even as he hurried after the red haired youth, Kai listing off all the things Denath had done wrong. As if he'd wanted to be sitting on the ground with his own sword at his throat.

Anger started to rise in Denath, a rare occurrence, but he pushed it aside. He'd been though a stressful ordeal and now wasn't the right time to say anything to the other man. He knew from experience that saying anything in such a state, especially when it originated from anger, would only burn bridges without even touching the real issue.

Calm down, he told himself, Kai just saved your life after all, or at least he saved you from being worked over nicely by those ruffians. Besides, what Kai is saying is true, listen and learn! Despite this Kai's words still seemed more like a scolding his mother would have given him rather than advice from a comrade. But then again this was Kai he was dealing with, and sweet and tender didn't exactly spring to one's mind when they thought of Kai.

Craning his neck he looked up at the other man, still in his pages outfit that didn't seem to suit him at all. Denath frowned. Something seemed to be troubling him. He opened his mouth...

"However," Kai said before Denath had a chance to speak, "You have potential. Jazral's trust is not mis-placed."

Denath tried to keep his jaw from hitting the floor. Kai had just paid him a compliment. He glanced up, checking just to be certain that the sky wasn’t about to fall on their heads, trying to hide the huge grin that spread itself across his face.

His seriousness returned as they opening of the alley and the crowded street they were once more about to enter "You wouldn’t happen to know how to get back to the inn would you?"

OOC: Just wanted to remind people that there are still Seanchan around so channelling may not be the Best thing in the world... as much as I'd love to have them come down on us, again xp

::At Denath's question, Kai sowled a bit.::
If Aorn hadn't taken us on that joy ride to the docks I would have. We need to get back to the rich district so I can find my way there. The carriage was headed towards the docks...so we have to start walking...
::Kai thought...considering the possible directions. Then pointed.::
That way. Perhaps we can ask a merchant if we get lost, but I would rather limit our interaction with locals. We aren't out of hot water yet. Between the two factions in the city that dislike us I dont want to face either of them.
::He stepped out, walking down the street with his usually intimidating stride, only he tempered it to allow Denath a chance to catch up. If he was going to be stuck strolling the streets with this child, he didnt want to alienate the boy right away.::
What has Jazral taught you so far?

Nikoru finally walked over to where Selene, Jazral, and Gwynne were and gave the girl a pointed look.

"I truly don't want to be discovered by Seanchan again, so if you are weaving at all, Wilder, I suggest you stop..ability to cloak it or not."

Even if her senses as an Aes Sedai couldn't tell that Gwynne was channeling, that instinct as wolfkin kicked in, and she felt the hairs on the back of her neck rise up slightly. Gwynne was up to something. She had just gotten her freedom back, and she did -not- intend on losing it again. Smirking at the drunken Selene, she motioned to Gwynne.

"You may know her name, but let me introduce you in truth to our friend here. Selene, meet the Aes Sedai-hating Wilder, Gwynne."

Selene's eyes opened wide in shock and her mouth fell open at Nikoru's words. When Gwynne started shoving her sister about like a doll, openly defying her to retaliate Selene's blood started to boil. Standing up quickly she pulled a dagger out from under her pants legs, when Gwynne turned around the point found the girl's neck. "You remember your own words, my Ajah has a readiness for battle? How foolish are you girl? Both myself and Nikoru have been trained for fighting, you think you can push either of us around like we were nothing?"

Smirking Selene looked deep into Gwynne's blue eyes, her own emerald ones held no mercy. "Please don't think I can't kill you and get away with it, a city like Illian is a big place and the Seahchan won't care if I kill a marath'damane, in fact, I think they'll thank me. You're not the only one who can hide their ability to channel deary." It was true, Selene had her ability to channel hidden, the difference was she had tied off the weave so she wouldn't lose it during her drinking match.

"So, give me one good reason why I should leave your neck in one piece, please." She grabbed Gwynne's arm tightly and pushed the point in deeper, she knew her actions were un-like an Aes Sedai but there were some things she would not tolerate, this being one of them.