The Grey Tower

Malcym smiled quietly as he looked at the Novice when she spoke and for one instant his eyes flashed with ... something more than admiration.

Most young nobles he knew might have been either insulted or quick to accept being screened from further incidents. But Catasina appeared different. She ...

Mal could only smile faintly at Lysira’s comment, at her professed condolences.

Here was a woman who probably endured more in her entire life than he could ever phantom past nearly six years in military service.

She might have suffered the loss of family at one time or another, but she had — she ...

Jerid’s gold-green eyes studied the Captain-General quietly, lazily. There were few things that could escape him, fewer things still that proved hard to pry into.

Miahala was the exception, both by whom she was and by his own personal choice. The formidable matron let people into her life as she ...

Mal waited until Catasina had seated herself before he returned to his spot, carefully evaluating the area from time to time. Just because he had picked up Catasina’s presence did not mean others would not appear unannounced.

“You’re welcome,” he responded as he reached for the cider bottle. “I ...

Jessa Sember (NPC) ... and a shadowy Master

The pair watched from the shadows as the two learning ranks departed and went their separate ways. One of them, Jessa Sember, watched intently and with loathing in her blue eyes as Malcym Ashe headed back to the Yards.

And then her gaze followed the ...

Malcym Ashe sat in a small, secluded Garden clearing near the lake, his eyes cleared as he took in the scent of his surroundings. It was just after midday, on a clear autumn day, just before the weather would become too brisk to stay out without winter clothes.

He could hear the ripple of the now ...

OOC: A bit long, but if you'd like, your post can cement the end of the thread.

From his first days in the Grey Tower, Mal had been one of two things: either dedicated to training or stepping on every toe possible of some Warders and some of the Asha’man and Aes Sedai because ... well, for reasons ...

Malcym tilted his head briefly as Catasina stood, his silver-blue eyes curious about the Novice’s ... surprise when his sister had fussed over her.

Social niceties and hierarchy was one thing, especially if Amberlee now belonged to a prominent family in Murandy’s noble families, one that obviously ...

Mal couldn’t help but chuckle softly at Lysira’s silent words. His silver-blue eyes were as much on her body language and facial movements as they were on her moving hands.

If there was anyone way to answer and avoid a question at the same time, she managed. The Gaidin had picked up much in the way ...

The presence of the sticky substance that covered Malcym Ashe’s clothes and skin all but blinded him — somewhat literally — to common sense. A fury very he had endured only a handful of times in the past raged through him.

It was almost grounds for him to pursue that blasted Ji responsible for this ...