Courtyard: White Tower, Tar Valon(#76RJLMz$)

Before you stands a magnificent palace made of delicately sculpted marble, rather than blocks. Gently arching walls and bulging domes rise high into the sky, seemingly just barely touching the clouds with its delicately crafted spires, topping off the breathtaking sight before you. Looking about, one can see a small garden off to the side, with a small winding path down it's center that leads into a maze of bushes where one might get lost if not too careful.

All around one can see bare trees and shrubs, as if the winter cold has taken the life from the plants. Snow softly blankets the ground and the benches in the yard, however there is a cleared path so that one may walk about the grounds. There are several lamps about the courtyard lighting the way for those that would travel through the grounds late at night. Several of the Tower Guards can be seen keeping an eye on the gates and patrolling the grounds

A broad stairway, made of pristine white marble, enters into the White Tower, marked by a massive pair of doors decorated with delicate carvings of intricate workmanship. A tall, white wall cascades around the yard, its entrances and exits marked by high gates leading to the street, watched by the Tower Guard. Somewhere in the courtyard you can see buildings for the barracks and the stables. You can also see an entrance to the practice yard, marked of by a row of high hedges.

Trelaine stands in the middle of the Courtyard, looking a bit impatient. Blue eyes frown at the courtyard around her, right foot tapping on the ground. Hands are balled into fists and placed at her hips.

Cedric nods and says, "Anywhere is fine with me. Since you're the Sedai and supposedly responsible for all the major decisions, I'm going to let you decide." He chuckles and quips, "From what i hear, not many Sedai have such an amenable by choice Warder."

Reese waits for a moment longer and then returns to his sweeping when he notices Naileve is not watching.

Galjea rushes out of the back door from the kitchens, her hands still wet from doing the evening dishes. "Sorry I'm late.. but I had to finish my chores that the Mistress of the kitchen had for me. Aes Sedai.." She curties and holds her head downwards

Zenra nods to Cerdic.. "Anywhere will be ok... shall we go fine somewhere to eat?" She start walksing to one of the gates.

Naileve

This girl seems to be standing about 5'9" or maybe 5'10" tall, with a frame that would weigh about 120 lbs, but that could easily support more. She has the appearance of a typical pre-mature lady, her soft and smooth skin obviously showing her young age so that one would give her about 15 years of age, in a ballpark guess. Her hair is a bit odd and it would take close examination to realize that it is actually snow white in colour, it barely reaches her shoulders in length and covers all the back of her neck and the sides of her head, except for the cheeks, due to the fringe she has in the front, which is barely cut enough to not cover her light violet eyes. As stated before, her frame is light but solidly built, she sure doesn't lack muscular training even if she's not a though, bulky warrior with huge arms and broad shoulders. But there is something 'broad', and it's not exactly her chest; somehow, this girl's breasts have overdeveloped and now are almost as large as a pair of melons, this gives her a funny look. She is dressed with a kind of leather vest, which is a bit small for her 'chest' troubles... It just extends a bit, giving her a funny air and leaving her belly uncovered; her trousers are in leather as well, though a bit ripped near the ankles, but they fit her well... And are tied with a strong black belt, at which side is attached a loop that holds up her axe. On her feet she has a pair of worn, but strong leather boots, same leather as the rest of her clothing. On her neck she has a simple chain supporting an acquamarine locket... But it's no larger than a matchbox, so it's hard that she might fit something inside.

Galjea

The girl before you can't be more than thirteen or fifthteen...maybe. She has the look of a Cairhein noblewoman to her. She can't be more than four foot three inches, four foot four at the most, tall. Her soft eyes have the tell tale Ildevwin blue eyes. So pale as to be almost white. Cool chunks of crystalline ice with just a hint of a sparkle to them that could be an edge of humor. Those eyes have just a hint of a lift to their ends, almost making them look almond like, or even cat like. A family trait its said to be among the ladies of the Filderryn House.

She even looks more feline like when she smiles softly, lips curve slightly in toying smile. Her nose can only be described as regular. Not overly large, or overly small. It does however have a buttonish upturn look to it. Thick waves of her waist length hair usually style in the lastest hair trend of the of Cairhien but now is tided into a modest braid to keep it out of the way. Its color changes almost from strand to strand. One moment it is the darkest deepest ink black imaginable the next a soft dark rustic redish brown.

She is wearing the standard novice white dress, belted with a white rope belt and plain brown wearable shoes on her feet. You can sometimes catch her face portraying that she is figity in the itchy material and hates it like most novices do.

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Reese

Reese is, to anyone who would know these things, obviously Tairen. His olive skin and jet black hair betray that right away. He looks to be about 16 summers or so, halfway between the still growing form of a boy and the muscled form of a man. He is approximately 5'6" tall with a slender build. His brown eyes seem to watch everything with almost innocence.

The young man is wearing typical Tarien clothes. The shirt is white and is mostly covered by a dark red coat which is tied at the waist. There are two pockets visible and each appears tobe stuffed with something, as they bulge. His breeches are a dark brown, fitted but not tight, tucked into worn brown boots. He appears to be dressed nicely, but not so much so that he could be nobility.

Trelaine(#1663PJc$)

The woman seems to be small and delicate when one first glances upon her. Her face is fine, youthfil and pixielike. But take a moment longer to study this woman, and her features seem more mature, and older than first expected. Take another moment, and confusion might set in, as it seems impossible to tell how old this woman really is. Milky-white skin, covers Trelaine's small frame, to highlight vibrant blue eyes that are anything from weak and frail. Those blue eyes are strong, mature, stubborn, and haunting. Hovering behind Trelaine's pale face are locks of dark brown hair, nearly black, that seems to swim, when unbound, in the slightest breeze. Often, however, Trelaine keeps her hair out of her face by braiding it, then looping it twice at the back of her head. A soft blush paints Trelaine's cheeks and hints at her soft lips.

Soft, light blue, drapes the upper half of Trelaine in linen, dyed to perfection. The blue linen is cut at the neck in a small scoop, quite proper, but exposing the fless around the neck. The sleeves wander, after a slight puff at the shoulder, to just below the elbows. A wide blue silk sash at the waist, is tied and bowed at the back. From there, blue and soft cream stripped linen make up the skirt, travelling, flowing to just above the ankles, keeping the dress modest, but easy enough to dance in.

Trelaine stands in the middle of the Courtyard, looking a bit impatient. Blue eyes frown at the courtyard around her, right foot tapping on the ground. Hands are balled into fists and placed at her hips.

Cedric nods and says, "Anywhere is fine with me. Since you're the Sedai and supposedly responsible for all the major decisions, I'm going to let you decide." He chuckles and quips, "From what i hear, not many Sedai have such an amenable by choice Warder."

Reese waits for a moment longer and then returns to his sweeping when he notices Naileve is not watching.

Galjea rushes out of the back door from the kitchens, her hands still wet from doing the evening dishes. "Sorry I'm late.. but I had to finish my chores that the Mistress of the kitchen had for me. Aes Sedai.." She curties and holds her head downwards

Zenra nods to Cerdic.. "Anywhere will be ok... shall we go fine somewhere to eat?" She start walksing to one of the gates.

Trelaine arches an imperious eyebrow at Galjea, looking down on the Novice. "Are you it?" is all Trelaine asks. But just then, two moer Novices come running out of the Tower, Sarah and Lissa, the inseperatable Gossiping Twins. Trelaine frowns at them, as the two women curtsey and offer appologies aplenty. Finally, Trelaine nods. "Very well then." Take one step towards teh gate, Trelaine sighs, and stops. She turns to Reese. "You there, Trainee, come here."

Naileve might be not seeing anything, but her hearing is fine, oh it's sure fine, far finer than it should, that's for sure. A nosy kind like her would notice hints or execuses for curiosiyng about even when nobody else would realize anything going on about them; to be clearer: she's tired of sitting there. Whoever she was waiting for appears to not be arriving, so why bothering? There's always time for everything, and she's young enough to have some time to waste in her life. She quietly gets up and follows the small group, or better: she stalks the group, not for a particular reason but just try to avoid being noticed, you can never tell how Sedai react to strangers...

Cedric nods and offers Zenra his arm. "Perhaps something fancier than the inn? Maybe the Candlekeep or that little restaurant near Paulo's? I am in the mood for nice atmosphere, i think."

Zenra nods and smiles. "Shall we go then? Candlekeep sounds nice.. I can not rember if I've been there or not?" Patting his arm as the make their way to the gate towrds their destination.

Reese watches the Sedai lead her victims - er, students - away. He then returns to his work, continuing to sweep up the broken vases. Who knew four vases could shatter into so many pieces?

Trelaine frowns and walks over to the Trainee, reaching out to grab his ear. "For the love of Light, boy, you can't be -that- content to sweep up pieces of broken pottery, can you?"

Cedric nods and pats her hand on his arm. "Excellent. And on the way you can tell me all about what has been frustrating you and causing so much stress." Light, did he say that out loud? That's got to be against some sort of Gaidin code - never reveal what you know. The two head out of the yard.

But... Doesn't Naileve know that face? Light, yes! That's Reese! Poor guy... It wasn't his fault if he was a bit hard of hearing or just somewhat distracted... Thought she can't help but chuckling a little, he hasn't been hurt after all.

Galjea smiles at Trelaine calling after the traniee but hides the smiles soon afterwards.. not wanting to get lashed at either. So instead she dusts off her novice dress of invible dust mots.

Reese winces when his ear is grabbed, but gives her his attention. He replies in hiw naturally quiet voice, "Forgiveness, Sedai... I was told to sweep this up and did not realise you were speaking to me. What can I help you with?" That Tairen accent is quite noticable, assuming one could even hear the boy.

Cedric passes through the SouthHarbor Gate under the watchful eyes of the Tower Guards.

Zenra passes through the SouthHarbor Gate under the watchful eyes of the Tower Guards.

Galjea frowns for a moment. "So you can tell I've been frustrated over something?

Trelaine frowns and leans close to Reese. "Grendael's Naughtiest Dress, boy! Speak up! I'm not hard of hearing but it feels that way!" Trelaine let's go of Reese's ear to smoothe her dress. "My Gaidin is busy with lessons... I... " Trelaine frowns as her mouth twists to get the words out, "I ... require you to accompany myself and these novices on this lesson."

Very well... So Naileve can corrupt the guardian, if things really go wrong... Or can't she? Maybe Reese won't lower himself to such, maybe he'll just make an exception, maybe he'll slice Naileve in half fo... No, wait, this is sort of unlikely to happen... Oh well, let's just keep far and stalk them as soon as they depart.

Reese blushes and says a little louder, "I am sorry Sedai, that you could not hear me. I will accompany you, except..." he pauses and then continues, "... what do I tell Orain Gaidin when he comes back and sees this mess still here?"

Trelaine abruptly embraces Saidar, and flows of Air whip out from Trelaine so quickly, they are a near blur. Each and every last piece of porcelin lifts into the hair, then into an invisible sack, floating in mid-air. The sack moves and sets itself on a bench, where Trelaine ties off the weave. "There. Nothing left to tell. IF Orain Gaidin has a problem, tell him he may see either, I, or Arwen Gaidin about it. Now come. Get your knife or sword, or whatever you trainees are allowed to carry. I don't intend to wait any longer." That statement is true enough as Trelaine turns and starts marching for an exit.

Galjea looks at the other girls and then follows the Aes Sedai, trying to keep up with the pace.

Hmmmmmmm... Naileve had an axe, she could lend it to Reese... But is he allowed to carry axes around? Maybe not, all the Gaidin she seen had swords... She takes a look at her loyal, useful axe, tool of work and death, depending on the situation. Well, maybe she could use it as last resort in case Reese lost his sword or something...

Reese nods, seemingly shocked for a moment. He runs over to a Guard and asks politely, but quickly, to borrow the man's long kinfe. The Guard nods and hands the blade over, and the trainee sprints to follow the Sedai.

Trelaine seems to nod to herself and glares at Sarah and Lissa when the two lag a little to whisper to each other. "Now, we will be going to the docks. This will be a lesson on Water. I intend for you to pay attention."

Southharbor Docks: Southharbor, Tar Valon

Ships line the docks, moored to the piers. Dockmasters stand at the end of each pier, checking boarding passes and shipping passes as cargo or people leave the ships. Tall masts seem to rise out of nowhere, though not towering as high as the White Tower itself which rises in the distance to the north. Buildings surrounding the area seem to look as if they were shells or waves of some sort, made by man in imitation of the Ogier stonemasons.

Just around the piers, one can notice a thin sheet of ice. One might notice ice and snow covering the decks of the docks and ships, preventing people from walking along them idly. The air is cold, frigid and seems to bite unceasingly at the bare skin. Lamps hang from large poles along the docks, lit brightly to ward away thieves and to help those in the area to see. The Dockmasters keep a vigilant watch.

There is one obvious exit of the dock area and that is towards the northwest, to Waterman's Plaza. A Dockmaster also stands guard at the exit, to make sure that everyone has the proper passes to leave or enter the city.

Trelaine sweeps into the area, frowning here and there at some of the sailors. She will -NOT- tolerate the sailors looking at her, or her students. Looking over her shoulder, Trelaine nods to see all the students following her. Then she frowns, considering something, then dismisses it. Stopping at the edge of an empty dock, Trelaine begins. "Water, a maluable power. Be surprised, it has more uses than you can imagine."

Reese watches the place as best he can, trying very hard not to look as worried as he is. Whatever he may have learned thus far, confidence does not appear to be one of those things.

Galjea listens intently.. she already taken this glass but she decide she needed a bursh up and came again. With her hands place in front of her she listens obeintly..

Naileve had to find an execuse to stay here, now, hasn't she? So she quietly takes the satchel from over her shoulder and examines its contents; she then takes out a wooden, loose meter and ponders, then she goes near a building and bends down, taking a measure of its base

Trelaine looks over the students, then begins. Abruptly, again, Trelaine embraces Saidar. Then she forms a blunt ended weave of water, it's green-blue hue seen only to those women who can channel "Now, channel, and see this. This is a probe. Dip it into the water. This gives you an idead of what is in the water, how dirty it is, how cold, and how swift flowing it is."

Reese simply stands there, trying to watch everything like he's seen the Warders do.

Galjea nods and embraces the power and does as she is instructed.. though out of the corner of her eye she glances to tsee Naileve measure the building? wierdo? she then goes back to concentrating on her task that the Aes Sedai is here to teach her.

The Acting High Ambassador Meeko wonders onto the docks after a particularly rough session at the council chambers. She nearly stumbles into the Sedai and her class as she is paying little attention to her surroundings "Sorry Sedai." she mutters before walking a short distance away and staring out at the water.

Lissa has no trouble embracing, but Sarah does. Sarah has always had trouble surrendering. However, as both novices start to form weaves, it is clear that Sarah is far more talented in Water. Water is easy for it, and it even surprises Sarah. Lissa frowns, and concentraces, before finally weaving the simple probe. As ordered, each Novice puts their weave into the river.

Come on now... Naileve knows how water feels even without needing a probe, didn't any of these women know how to swim? Guess that a good, swimming lesson would've been far better, or they could have at least made the lesson in waist-deep water, just to keep in theme. She chuckles a little bit, then continues to measure the warehouse's base, long work...

Trelaine smiles, not taking her eyes from her students, but she is talking to Meeko. "High Ambassador Meeko, a pleasure. Do not worry." Then Trelaine arches an eyebrow. "Is there a problem?"

Galjea blinks as she thinks something is odd underthe water.She concerates some more then gasps and shudders "Sedai!. there is.. soething down there.. "She wraps her arms about her waiste.." I think its..." She chokes." It dead.. a... a... dean man!" Galjea.. steps back from the edge of the dock.. and shivers.. tears start to fall down her face with out her really noticing it..

Trelaine blinks and rushes towards Galjea, pushing Lissa and Sarah out of teh way. Air wraps with Water then rushes out from Trelaine, reaching into the water, searching for what Galjea found. Frowning, Trelaine wraps the flows around the 'body' when she finds it, then raises up closer to the surface. It is not a man, it is a woman. And she's been in the water for over a week, by the looks over her.

Reese blinks, his head snapping to look where Galjea is standing. He moves to the edge of the water with surprising speed, but does not crouch down. Instead, he turns his back to the water and watches everything else, just in case.

Lissa screams out right as she stares in horror at the body. Sarah, for once in her life, shows some sort of sense, and faints.

Dead man? DEAD MAN? Naaaaaah... Probably the novice was just too emotional... Hey, wait... Isn't that a dead woman? Naileve quickly turns, frowning, there was actually a corpse! She dashes to the group, leaving all her tools behind in the rush, she was better get there and FAST, there was something odd going on... She felt it.

Galjea just silently crys.. and rubs her arms .. as if to rub off the feel of the muck and mire aroudnt he body..She whisper to herself.."i feel so dirty now.."

Reese blinks, his head snapping to look where Galjea is standing. He moves to the edge of the water with surprising speed, but does not crouch down. Instead, he turns his back to the water and watches everything else, just in case.

Devon pages: Is it too late for me to come down and take part?

Trelaine frowns at the water, and lowers the body to just beneath the surface. "Get the guards! Get them now!"

Naileve brakes, just in time to not bump into anyone into the group. Uncaring of the situation, she leans in to take a look... Yea, it was a dead woman, for the few she seen before the corpse was lowered again into water. She snorts, clenching her fists for some reason, "I knew it...", she mutters, "I don't know why or when but I knew it...". She then notices that Galjea, unfortunately, is rather weak of heart; bent in compassion for the girl's feelings, she quietly approaches her and puts her hands on her shoulders, "Come on now... No reason to be scared...". Naileve wished that was true...

Sarah, now the eldest novice in the Tower lays on the dock, having fainted. Lissa, in shock was staring at the water, but now she bends to tend her friend. Galjea, the unlucky novice to find the body, stares at the water, having taken a step back from the edge of the dock. Reese is trying to hide the scene from the novices, and anyone else who walks bye. Meanwhile, Trelaine is securing the body just believe the surface with weaves of Air and water. And unfortunantly, High Ambassador Meeko has just walked by the scene.

Meeko comes out of the trancelike state, having not even heard the Sedai's comment prior. She does hear the word dead man and spins round to where the students are. "What is this. Someone go get a guard." she looks for something, anything to snag the body "I don't know what this town is comming to." she mutters softly.

Reese nods and sprints off, knowing where the nearest Guardpost is, of course. He's faster than most might think and is out of sight quickly.

Trelaine ties off her flows and turns to frown at Naileve. "You knew this? How? Speak to me -NOW- child." And now it is Trelaine's turn to ignore Meeko, or rather, let her be. The woman is High Ambassador, if just acting, and would need to know of this anyway.

Galjea stops crying when Lissa and Naileve calm her down. "I've never seen or felt a dead body before.." She still shivers..She loks to Trelaine then lowers her gaze. "I'm sorry.." For what who knows.. most likely it just shock.

Devon is walking along, minding her business, a slight breeze ruffling her hair. Some may know the docks as a favorite spot of hers, to sit and study. Although not often of late. However, she snaps out of this reverie as Reese passes her, and her step quickens. Trelaine is there, thats good. The young Blue makes a line for the Green Sister.

Naileve snugs Galjea closer to her, trying to give her some warmth to comfort her feelings, "Don't worry... You don't have to be sorry for this". She then quickly turns to Trelaine, a disturbed frown on her face, "Who, me? Well, I got the feeling something was wrong as soon as I seen the dead body, like anybody else! What did you think? I'm not a seer or something". Liar.

Reese returns very shortly, two Guards on his tail. He stops and moves to the side, allowing the Sedai to see the Guards right away. He does not even seem to be out of breath. He just waits, ready, watching everything.

Trelaine arches an eyebrow at Naileve, frowning doubtfully. "We will talk later, I believe." Then she looks around, grumbling, "Where in the Last Battle is that trainee and the guards?" Trelaine looks back to the water and continues to grumble, "This is a Trollocs Cook Pot, we've uncovered! By Aginor's Blighted Minions!"

Meeko speaks to the guards and has them secure the body for Identification. "Sedai do you have any idea who this might be?" she scans the others there.

Trelaine arches an eyebrow at Naileve, frowning doubtfully. "We will talk later, I believe." Then she looks around, grumbling, "Where in the Last Battle is that trainee and the guards?" Trelaine looks back to the water and continues to grumble, "This is a Trollocs Cook Pot, we've uncovered! By Aginor's Blighted Minions!" Trelaine finally turns back to find Reese returned with the Guards. Nodding, Trelaine looks towards the Tower for a moment, frowning, before looking back to the Guards. "There is a body, a ... bag will be needed." Then Trelaine turns to Meeko, shaking her head. "I don't know this woman, but I'm sure someone must have reported her missing. She's plump, despite the water, she must be someone's wife, and she has callouses on her fingers. YOu can see the yellowing from here."

Galjea is leaning against Nialeve and Lissa. She still shivers and rubs her arms as iff to brush dirty off her skin.

Meeko nods "There was a report of a woman missing. It will be very important to see if there was any foul play involved in this death or if it was accidental."

Devon glances over at the guards, and continues her way towards the Green Sister. "Trelaine," she murmurs quietly, eyes focused on the water. Geez, a dead body shows up, and everyone gawks and stares. She listens to Meeko, and nods her head once. "She was a seamstress from the city, was she not?" Devon's been paying attention, apparently.

A red-haired man suddenly pushes himself through the crowd, a heron-marked blade at his side. He strides directly up to Trelaine, looking into the water, then to her. Frowning, Arwen shakes his head. "You always seem to find the trouble, Trelaine," he comments to his Sedai.

Naileve keeps holding Galjea tightly, poor girl, she shouldn't have come there... She takes a look around, then frowns. What was that thing moving between the crowd? She blinked, and frowned again, taking a better look... There was nothing; and then again: here it is! And fading just as soon... There was SOMETHING that Naileve seen... It was clean, VERY clean, one could even see its reflection into her eyes. "Stay here... And don't move..." she whispers into Galjea's ear, then she leaves her and approaches Trelaine, still looking far into the crowd, yet needing to tell the Sedai something...

Trelaine nods first to Meeko, then reaches out to take Arwen's hand in her own. "Arwen, go with the guards, retrieve a ... suitable covering for the body," she comments without looking at her gaidin. Then, Trelaine turns to face Devon. "This is the woman? I had not met her, I'm afraid to say." Trelaine lets go of Arwen's hand to put her hand to her head as she shakes it. Opening her mouth, Trelaine is about to say something when Naileve walks up. She arches an eyebrow at the girl, then nods. "What is it you want now?"

Arwen squeezes Trelaine's hand, before nodding for the two guards to follow him. Then he looks to Reese. "Come along, Trainee. You'll need to learn how to do this, as well." Then he is off, to the nearest guard station.

Reese nods and heads off with the Gaidin silently. His dark Tairen eyes don't stop searching the crowd though, doe something - anything.

Suspicious as one could expect, Naileve approaches Trelaine, getting near enough to her to whisper into her ear, "Sedai... I might be wrong but I've seen... Something moving into the crowds...", she stops to take another brief look at it, then continues, "I'm afraid we're being watched... Don't ask me from whom, all I can tell you is that they're everything but friendly".

Lissa looks around. "Sedai.. would it be alright if I took Galjea and Sarah back to the tower?" She asks poliently. They need not be here any longer.

Devon considers the water, sighing slightly. "I have not seen the woman in years, since my novicehood. However, unless there is more than one missing woman, for now, it would be a safe bet." Her expression is somber, green eyes regarding the water with pools of regret. "There is no crime in Tar Valon," she mutters to herself. Glancing up, her focus is turned upon Naileve again. "You mean a man, watching us? Or a woman?" she adds belatedly.

Trelaine looks at Devon, then back to Naileve, nodding. "No more, child. Say no more." Then, giving Devon another meaningful glace, she turns back to Lissa and nods. "Yes, child. I see Sarah is waking up now. Leave as soon as the trainee returns. Have him help you."

Meeko turns abruptly to Naileve "where have you seen this?' her voice controlled and not to happy at this point. Hearing Devon she laughs "No crime, where have you been locked in the Tower?"

Arwen returns, leading the two Guards and the trainee. He gives a nod to his Sedai, before getting the guards to unrolling the sack, and getting ready for the body.

Naileve nods, a satisfied nod, for whatever reason, "Maybe it's better if I go off and look closer... Guess I'm going to grow far too much suspicion if I stay with a Sedai when I'm not even part of the tower...". She then leaves, but before going into the crowd, she wanted to look for someone... Maybe Reese? Yea, him.

Reese watches the Guards and Arwen take care of the corpse, all the while trying to watch the crowd as well.

Lissa and a shaken Galjea help a woozy Sarah to her feet. And stand off to one side, while they wait to be escorted back to the tower.

Ah, there he is... Naileve quickly approaches the trainee, putting a hand on his shoulder as she came near enough, "Reese?", she asks, althought it wasn't the happy, calm voice he used to know... She was nervous, pretty nervous.

Devon glances around, raising her voice slightly. "Do any of you know the woman who is missing from the city? The seamstress?" It may be a long shot, but perhaps someone would have met her before.

Meeko remains silent and listens to Devon. She seems to be handling it well and Meeko is a bit distracted with this whole thing.

Trelaine nods to Devon, then looks to Reese. "Escort the novices back to the Tower, you can join them if you wish, child." Then she looks to Arwen, before lifting the body from the river, and sliding it into the bag. Once that is done, Trelaine releases the source completely, and leans heavily on Arwen.

Arwen moves to Trelaine, nearly holding her up. Frowning, the Saldaean man looks around, then starts to move Trelaine away. "Back to the Tower with you. No arguments." Then he nods to the guards. "Take that to the infirmary."

Reese nods and whispers to Naileve, "I can't talk just now, Naileve.. maybe later? Come see me." He nods again to the Sedai and helps the guards carry the body back to the Tower.

Devon nods her head to Trelaine, attempting to smile. "Come on, let's go." She gestures to the students. "Trelaine Sedai and Arwen Gaidin can surely handle this situation. Back to the Tower now." She begins heading back that way herself, perhaps to be assured that they do indeed head back there.

Trelaine licks her lips then looks to Meeko. "Ambassador, I suggest heading to the Tower yourself. The Yellows will look at the ... and you might as well be there to hear what they find."