Rahien looked arround at the gardens. they were well tended, and actually beautifull, though the beauty of them effected her no more than had the beauty of the architecture of Tar Valon, nor the decorations in the White tower. None of it made any difference. Not all the beautifull architecture, fine tapestries, or perfect roses could have saved her father. nor could they bring him back. for this reason they did not matter.

They passed through the gardens, and to the stables. there were many horses from different bloodstock, there was even a razer in a stall. Rahien looked at all the horses. she was a fine judge of horses, but this did not excite her either. she meerely looked them all over, and looked at the one the accepted was talking about. "He is a good horse accepted, i am sure he did very well bringing you here"

Rahien followed along as the accepted showed her arround, keeping carefull note of where things were and how to get there. She supposed all of this was life now. it was the way things were. The hallways changed, and they made turn after turn. Rahien was afraid she would be lost for awhile, whether she tried to remember where things were or not.

The Dining room and kitchen seemed hardly worth note at all. she planned on staying out of trouble. as for food... well, she hadn't been hungry much for monthes. she did make herself eat some, but she was not hungry.

the library on the other hand... the pure number of books. she blinked, her eyes widening as she looked at them. For a moment she thought she felt something. it was the first time in a long time, but then it was gone. still, she realized, she would not have a hard time finding something to read...

Rahien blinked, and answered the accepted's questions dirrectly. It didn't take much, just a word or two. She didn't know what to think. the woman seemed... very talkative. She hadn't ever minded talking, just... it didn't seem right for anyone to be hapy. but then, she didn't feel upset as she should, just empty. perhaps she was blighted somehow.

she turned her thoughts from that to the corridors they passed through. she thought at least that the woman was right, in that she could easily get lost in these coridors. she paid attention to the turns they made. She blinked in surprise at the accepted's question. was it interest? or did the tower need to know her hobies as well as her name and homeland? she didn't know.

"I garden, and embroider" she said simply, still no emotion on her face. "And read"

Rahien nodded impassively as the aes sedai decided to let her stay. she could have gone home, she would have liked that. it just wasn't safe though, and she knew it. Still, staying here for perhaps the rest of her life was not something she looked forward to. still, she would be aes sedai. someday she would be aes sedai.

"Rahiendazar Hardan", "Carhien, near the Northern Border", "18" the answers came with no more emotion than her first signt of the city had, and Rahien cared no more about them than anything else, she simply watched as the answers were written down, a feeling of finality filling the room.

"Thank you, Aes Sedai, where must I go now?" she went wwhere she was dirrected, and left the small office, not expecting to ever return to the office. She would not be in trouble, and unless classes were held there, which, by the size of the office seemed unlikely, she would not return. She just wanted to finish what she had came here for, and perhaps, someday she would go home.

she would run from any possibility of talking to wolves, she would not want training, she would be terifid of it, much like Perrin was for awhile. she would certainally never use it, and not be able to do much if she needed to. The division she would belong to would be bt, not wolfkin. if this is not allowed, then ok, but i think it is just as likely that there would be those not related to any group, and that would avoid contact if possible. that is what i wanted for her. it would be somethign for her to run from, not be trained for. and no, she can not channel.

i have a new character in mind, but i am being informed by her that she can talk to wolves. I did not mean her to be wolfkin. she is to be a cook at the black tower. Would this even be possible, and if so which would i submit her as?

Rahien almost blinked as the great wooden door opened in front of her, and her eyes took in her surroundings without thought, from the desk and chair, to the mirror on the wall. She took a seat when instructed to do so, her eyes finally resting on the woman behind the desk.

At first glance, she would have said the woman was young, perhaps no older than she herself. On second glance, she would have said, by the look in her eyes, her grandmother's age, before her grandmother had gone to the creator's embrace, and then neither age. There was no age that Rahien could put to the woman. this must be what they meant by ageless aes sedai look. she wondered vaguely if she would ever look like this.

Rahien didn't flinch at the use of the word child, it didn't matter what the woman called her, she listened to the woman's question about testing. she didn't know what this testing would involve, but she was pretty sure she hadn't been tested for anything. she shook her head slightly, not a bit of emotion showing.

her eyes followed the woman as she took out a small polished stone. it was not a stone of any worth, and she wondered at why anyone would keep it.

Rahien looked at the stone as instructed, wondering why she was doing this, but then, it didn't really matter, did it? she focused on it as required. perhaps this was to see if she could follow dirrections. Nothing happened. There was silence for awhile before she looked back up at the mistress of novices again, the next question taking her a bit off guard.

"Tell me child, have you ever suffered from unexplained illness, fever or chills, that lasted several days? Perhaps it has occurred more than once?"

"Twice Aes Sedai, but only the week following having channeled"

Rahien followed the accepted through halls as beautifull as any he had ever immagined, more beautifull in reality, but it was a beauty she hardly even noticed as she passed rainbow carpets and tapestries of various scenes, she supposed in history, though she didn't know. Even the thought of what the scenes in the tapestries were of was distant.

It startled her a bit when a voice broke her thoughts. "What is your name?" she blinked, "Rahiendazar" she responded after a moment. "Or Rahien if you wish" she hadn't been called Rahiendazar since her mother had died. the memory twisted her stomach. she hoped the woman did not wish to call her by her full name.

" I’m Evaida, and this is the Mistress of Novices office, Faerzyne Sedai will take care of your enrolment." she noded slightly this would be an important door to remember, and impotrtant to remember how to get there. she didn't think she would need to know how to get there from the front door for a long while. that was a good thing. she couldn't remember how they had gotten there. The idea that she had no way of knowing how to get out didn't even faze her. she didn't care. afterall, she wasn't leaving anyway.

Rahien listened and watched as an invitation to enter came, and curtsied as she had seen the accepted, Evaida, she had thought the name was... as she had seen Evaida do then straightened awaiting whatever was comming with no emotion whatsoever. they could do what they wanted to her. it didn't matter anymore.

Sunlight glinted off stone, and glass, and Rahien didn't know what as she paused on the road. Tar Valon, a city she was vaguely aware she would have been awed by just a couple monthes back. Now she felt nothing. She had never seen a city before starting her journey, and she had still never seen one as great as Tar Valon, but somehow she cared no more for seeing it than she had for any of the towns, villages, or the city of Carhien she had passed through to get there. Feeling had left her shortly after setting out on her journey, and then it had been pain.

The glare was almost blinding. Rahien nudged stepper forward. She had had Stepper since she had been 10, and now Stepper no longer went quickly. she had chosen stepper though, because somehow the familiarity was comforting. she thought about Stepper for a moment, and about the day she had been given Stepper by her mother. Dad had said she was being spoiled. Mom had stated that every lady should have her own mount. Mom always won the disputes. Somehow the memory did not hurt, as it would have a month ago, She didn't feel anything from it. what did any of it matter anyway?

It wasn't long before bridges, towers, and what she could only consider great manor houses passed slowly by. the streets of Tar Valon were overly crowded, and uncomfortable. Vaguely she wished for the wide open grounds of the manor, and for her dad crossing the feild to tell her it was time to stop picking flowers and come in for dinner. Even this was not so much painfull, as melancholy.

Rahien brought her thoughts to the present and looked arround her, not to admire the architecture, but rather to gain her bearings. It wasn't difficult. In Carhien she had gotten lost several times just trying to find an inn (ending up in one she normally would have never gone near... but what had it mattered) and then several more times trying to exit the city. Here she thought she should have no trouble finding the Tower. There was only one building it could be, and only one street that could possibly lead to it. She followed the street through the slowly thinning crowd. Some, afterall, seemed to be avoiding the structure at all costs, taking roads that would take them twice as long as just going straight where they were headed. Large imposing gates loomed before her. this was where they would have taken her to had an aes sedai found her channeling. she was positive that was what had happened. trolocs did not just go up in flame in a normal situation. she sighed deeply and rode into the stables.

"Take good care of her" she said softly as she handed the stableman something silver. she didn't know if it was a crown or a penny, she didn't care. "She deserves it." she payed no attention to the response as she pulled her cloak arround her, drawing her small waist pouch a bit behind her. Solomly she walked into the front door. the interior was, she was somehow aware, as impressive as the exterior. She didn't care. There, that looked like the description the woman at the last inn had given her. the woman had claimed to have been to the tower, a claim which Rahien was not sure was true. it didn't matter though. "Excuse me" she said softly behind the woman in the banded dress, watching the girl jump. "I can channel, i would like to be taken to someone who can enroll me"

Eyes widened in surprise at er and she sighed inwardly once again. "Please" she added in a soft tone.