The Grey Tower

Posted: **August 24th, 2016, 5:07 pm**

Ella wandered through the halls of the Tower. It was dark outside and nearly time for bed. She needed the rest a bed and sleep would bring. It had been a long day. Using the Power had tired her and the chores hadn't helped matters either. She would never change it for her old live, not for anything. Only now that she was free could she see how much of a slave she had been. Of course she had know she was a slave but it was only really clear when compared to freedom. And now that she was free she could began to plan her revenge, she had already had a taste of it when she had rammed he knife through Litha's heart before slitting the women's neck. It had felt so good to kill her, she had deserved it for what she had done to damane during her time as a sul'dam and to think she had been considered a kind sul'dam.

Ella laughed quietly to herself at that thought as she walked through the halls with her head bowed. Even now she still walked like that. She knew that she could look people in they eye here most of the time but it still seemed safer to keep her head bowed. That way you could never look at someone when you were not meant to or look at the wrong person, that was how people kept their heads on their shoulder or avoided punishment.

She quickly glanced up checking where in the Tower she was. A long way away from the Novice Quarters she was sure of that. The area she was in was plain and only sparsely decorated with paintings. She quickened her pace. She didn't want to be late back to her room and receive punishment from the Mistress of Novices While the beatings here didn't match the punishment a damane got they were still far from pleasant and she had no inclination to get one. Lost in her thoughts she continued through the Tower.

Posted: **August 25th, 2016, 4:01 am**

Alric Aurella

By this point, Alric was convinced Rodric was just a sadistic, tosser who liked toying with people. What did walking around all day in weights achieve? The weight vest he wore over his coat was heavier than any breast plate he’d worn. The ankle and wrist weights weren’t any better. He’d even strapped a weight to Alric’s head. Alric had carried on his daily classes and chores for the day covered in the weights. Writing had been a chore. At least sword practice had been interesting. He was considering using weights more during training.

He longed for his bed. Sadly, he’d still have to wear the weighs there. He doubted Rodric would know if he took them off, but Alric was in the habit of following direct orders. Anyway, he had a mission. He was polling various people on whether or not they took butter on their rolls. He didn’t quite get it, but Katrie Sedai wanted to know. Many of the people he’d asked, assumed he was just pranking them somehow. Whenever somebody did answer, he’d copy down some demographic information: gender, rank, ajah, nationality, things like that. He hoped he’d be able to quiz enough people for a decent reference pool.

This end of the Tower was nearly deserted, with most people retreating to their quarters. Maybe, it would be best to call it a night and try again, when he didn’t look absolutely ridiculous. Just as he’d decided to turn in for the evening, he rounded a corner to find a Novice, blond and unless he was a terrible judge, at least a decade younger than him. It was one of those occurrences that reminded him just how late he’d actually come to the Tower. It wasn’t uncommon for wilders, but it did make making friends a little difficult.

Since she as standing right there, Alric decided, there was no point not asking her the survey question. “Excuse me, Novice,” he asked raising one of his weighted wrists, “May I ask you a quick question? Katrie Sedie of the Brown wants to know if people take their rolls with or without butter.” He felt ridiculous asking. He felt even more ridiculous with the weight best crumpling his usually pristine uniform. Taking his pencil out, he began a new entry, Novice, female (obviously), No Ajah

Not Alric at his best form.

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