Children scattered in front of Kaylee as she strode down the road. She struck the paving stones with more force than was strictly necessary with her spear, glowering at the fleeing children. One of the boys paused, as if to hurl a complaint back at the woman who had disrupted their game, but a good look at Kaylee’s scowling, scarred face and seeing how she appeared to be looking for something or someone to use that spear on, made him spin on his heel and race off down the alleyways after his friends. The wondrous impression Merrilor had made on her was starting to wear off. In fact, it was gone as completely as the warmth of the sun two hours after sunset. Kaylee drew her cloak closer, these Northern climes were so much colder than Illian. Her bruised knuckles smarted as they gripped the spear she was using as a staff. When she had first arrived in the city that was rapidly growing across the plain of Merrilor, everything had gone so smoothly. The first inn she had stumbled upon was reasonably priced, comfortable and with an exceptional cook (though she used far too many herbs for Kaylee's taste). The very first leather shop she had visited had had some very profitable work for her and gladly offered a letter of introduction to merchant with a lot of influence in the city. Kaylee had briefly entertained thoughts of having her own shop by the end of the month. But then she had met the merchant, an oily overbearing man, Danvid Collarn by name, who had peered myopically over her work. The fat Andoran had made disapproving noises in throat quite at odds with the surreptitious glances he kept darting at Kaylee. Her irritation soon grew to anger as the esteemed Danvid had explained with feigned regret that there was no work available in Merrilor, though if she would care to entertain thoughts of some more intimate agreement for her lodgings... Kaylee had been satisfied to see oily lech spit out a bloody tooth as she spun on her heel and left his office. Her bruised knuckles were a small price to pay for the opportunity to let Danvid feel just exactly how she felt about such an offer. At last she found the inn she had been looking for. After returning to her own inn to gather her belongings, she visited the first leather working to collect her earnings and bid farewell for the time being. Then she had headed out on her back-up plan that she had thought she would not need. The tall building was certainly imposing, but Kaylee was in no mood to be affected by the Respite's grandeur. Inside she was directed to a large cork board, where her attention was immediately drawn to a gaudy advertisement. Kaylee snorted derisively at the text. A young boy with dark hair dashed past on some errand. Kaylee caught his arm. "I don't have time.." he began, and then cut off with a yelp as a grip, that had spent long hours cutting, hammering and sewing leather, tightened painfully on his arm. "You do be well having the time to be telling me where I can find the fanciful bard who wrote this detail, boy. Fortune prick me, or I'll be convincing you of otherwise." Kaylee was wondering exactly how many teeth she would have to knock out today. It started such a good day. "The purple booth, on the South wall." The boy squeaked. "Mistress," he added belatedly, as she fixed him with a flat stare. Kaylee fished out a copper for the lad before letting him go. It was not his fault after all, not exactly. As the boy had said, the mercenary was sitting in conversation with another boy at the purple booth. The mercenary was not much older himself. Kaylee sighed. It be yer own fault for having to leave in a hurry. Serves you right if you have to babysit the whole way. Just be grateful they probably won't need lullabies at bed time. Stomping over to the booth, Kaylee cleared her throat loudly, leaning on her spear. "And so where in the north do we be going, Captain? And where do be the gleeman that writes your posters?"

I'll check tonight. The bit that always sticks out for me is when they are given the scarves by the farmer for the dust that were his sons'. It always jars as it happens at the beginning of the section and the end, but it doesn't seem like it is the same event, or the same person, and they don't say ah no it is OK we already have some. Maybe I just couldn't keep up with the narrative, but I'm convinced there is something off. Though without checking, I must be feeling confident to just claim that outright, lol.

Every time I read that section, I have the feeling that it is not sequential. I've never sat down and tried to plot it all out (which is odd considering how often I have read tEotW) but I always get the feeling that they get dropped off by a farmer before he picks them up. It could just be the use of flash backs, or it could be deliberate to give an impression of the delirium that Mat and Rand are going through. Or I could just be imagining things. But this could have been a deliberate misquote, either to show how confused Rand was, or to show warped our journey with the boys were. I should go back and look, it is a silly thing to be unsure about.

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That is kind of difficult to say. Thinking, thinking. Well, as Ba'alzamon. he told all three Emond's Field boys that he knew who they were and the Eye would never serve them. Owing to the fact, he didn't actually know which was the Dragon Reborn, that would have to go down as a lie, though not to Rand, there he was actually correct 🙂 What about the Tower will try to use you? That could be seen as manipulating the truth, but he seemed to more than imply that the Tower would not be about winning the last battle only. Though, that could all be put down to insinuation. Certainly I don't think there is anything in Ishamael's character that we should trust - all his good qualities (if there were any left in Ba'alzamon) - were entirely secondary to his hopes of ending suffering by breaking the wheel. If he would sell his soul, cause so much suffering through thousands of years, he would not be above telling whatever he thought would be the most effective lie to gain the breaking of the wheel. What people will do for the greater good, huh?

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Yes, but there is always the wriggle room that by being so close to him she was in the last defense of her life - or that if Rand died then it would mean the death of the world. All the arguments that have been used about the boat in fact. It is just rather opaque.

Meh, I rewrote an awful lot of the history but Kaylee was not happy with it, and was being willful. So changed most of it back to save my energy for the actual RP which seems more worthwhile.

TRIGGER WARNING: Assault of undefined nature. Name: Kaylee Tammuz [note: the main square in Illian is the Square of Tammuz, so far as I know it has no other role in books but I can change it if necessary] Age: 26 Place of birth: The city of Illian, Illian Physical: Typical Illian "Mediterrean" colouring and dark hair. Long dark hair, long scar from the corner of her right eye to her chin, pulling her mouth upwards slightly on the right. Of middling height, and average looks, and for the WoT, has a distinct lack of bosom. Slender, with the calloused hands of someone that has known manual labour. Height 5'7" Mental & Emotional: Positive traits Self-reliant Is a good cook, but bizarre with seasoning (due to taste) Neutral traits Obsessively clean (personal hygiene, clothes, hands – from working in a tannery and people’s reaction to it, particularly the smell) Has little to no sense of taste (no particular cause, runs in the family) Will never submit to anyone Hates insects Respects Aes Sedai and authority figures in general Negative traits Jealous of other women – for their relationships and family, or their ability to have them, or their choice not to Abrasive with men that flirt with her Fussy about neatness Hesitant to help others (who are not family, etc) Anger issues, is irritable and prone to explode when irritated Character History: Kaylee grew up in Illian, the third child of a leather merchant in the city. Her childhood was uneventful, learning the trade of leather work and running the shop. When she was 16 she was betrothed to a tanner’s apprentice, Mattinos Tammuz, who she knew from the family trade. The marriage was happy, but remained childless. Mattinos started to drink and stay away from home. Kaylee tried to be a good wife and would visit any healer she could find about her lack of children. When she was 25 she was accosted in the back alleys returning home from delivering a batch of leather to her parents shop. Mattinos heard the commotion but was too drunk to come to save her. He was killed in the altercation and Kaylee received her scar. Deciding to get out of Illian, Kaylee takes a shipment of leather up to Cairhien. She has some savings and had a letter of introduction to a cousin who may have work in a leather shop in the city. But the caravan is attacked by bandits on route and she enters the city as a refugee, with few of her possessions. In Cairhien, she attaches herself to a mercenary band due to her leather working skills and gets a rudimentary training fighting with daggers and a spear. On the death of the Mercenary Captain from natural causes, the band splits up. Kaylee heads to Merrilor, fortuitously nearby at the time, to reevaluate her options. Character Reputation: Is known as skilled leather worker in Illian, and has limited connections with mercenaries around Cairhien. Connections: None Character Goals: Short-term Get money, possessions (not be a beggar, high priority) Medium-term Make a new life away from Illian (high priority) Long-term To be rich/comfortable (upbringing, medium priority) To have a family (be all and end all) Weapon Score - 4 Trained - Spear Practiced - Daggers/short swords* *Transitional

I cannot give you any information about it but it looks like TarValon.net are still running the yearly scholarship. Could be an idea to head over there if you are looking for more information. Other than that, I cannot say I have heard of any other scholarships relating to WoT. Sorry the answer could not be more informative.

Ok. I'll keep that in mind.

I'll try to pick it up as I go along. I mean, it cannot be that difficult, can it?

TOR Questions of the Week Part II: Wheel of Time Interview Search: Theoryland of the Wheel of Time (Robert Jordan) See Question 3. This would appear to be definitive proof for Aan-Alone's statements. Though I suppose it is up for debate if author comments are canon or only published books.

I'd be hesitant to go with the Champion fighting for the DO. That seems too much like believing Ishamael's lies from tEotW. Or should we just believe him? The heroes can be spun out during End of Age malarkies, take Brigitte at the end of the second Age, and even Gaidal Cain being spun out so took no part in the end of the third Age, as a thread in the pattern or as a Hero. Hawkwing was under the thumb of the Shadow last life, so I would say it makes more sense that if spun out at the same time as the Champion that they often were in conflict. They are about restoring balance, not ensuring the complete victory of the Light.

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This is a point oft debated. I'm not sure why RJ left this ambiguity in. Iirc, in tEotW Moiraine first says the oath is only Shadowspawn. But in tGH already, Sheriam mentions Darkfriends in the oaths. So pretty much straight off the bat it is confused. And in NS, we have the actual wording that makes no mention of Darkfriends. Yet what about the Last Battle? The Aes Sedai could only attack actual Shadowspawn and not, for example, Dreadlords, even though that is what the Green Ajah was created to face? Darkfriends must be counted as Shadowspawn, yet why have that wording? I guess we will never know.

While the barbarity would certainly fit in with a lot of the Seanchan and damane lore, I think perhaps it would be giving too much attention and recognition to the Aes Sedai. The Seanchan feel dirtied by the very name - would they really want a constant reminder? Would it not be more fitting that they are treated like nothing more than marath'damane, and then damane once properly collared?

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Definitely agreed.