<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/36/Wtguest.jpg)</div><strong>Character name:</strong>Beneth Farsheron<br/><strong>Position:</strong>Refugee<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Nasha al'Maena<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Evening, Saven 5th, 990NE<br/><strong>Place:</strong>Library<br/><strong>Warning:</strong>N/A<br/><hr/><br/>Beneth didn't like the way that Nasha used the word 'questioning', as it reminded him a little too much of the kind of interrogation that the White Cloaks employed whenever they brought someone in for 'questioning'. There was nothing about the Aes Sedai that implied such a fate for her little discovery though. Not only was there a lack of aggression or malice to her tone, her scent carried a strong sense of curiosity and...ink? She must have spent a lot of time with a quill in one hand and parchment in the other. Beneth was still far from understanding these new abilities that had manifested within him, but he knew that these strange scents that often surrounded people were uncannily accurate. So whenever his nose told him something, he had learned to trust it. Although that did little to assuage his fears over these changes he had been going through. "Yeah...lucky me..." he muttered.<br/><br/>He leaned back warily when she let go of his chin, and glanced away while folding his arms over his chest. "Thanks, I suppose. But these eyes have been nothing but trouble. Ever since they changed color, it's like I'm not even the same person anymore." he said with a sigh, more worried about the kind of person he might be becoming than he wished to let on. He still shivered at the memory of the day he had slaughtered those White Cloaks. Or at least, what little memory he had of that day. It was all such a blur. The outcome had spoken for itself though, and the instant he had came to and seen what he had done, he had known that he'd likely never be able to return home again.<br/><br/>He returned his golden eyes to Nasha as she asked him a confusing question, and raised an eyebrow. "Accepted? No one guided me here. I just...wandered in?" he replied, getting the feeling that he had broken some kind of unknown rule by wandering around on his own. He had never really believed in the horror stories spread by the White Cloaks about the Aes Sedai, but there were many out there who said that crossing one was one of the last things one would ever want to do. So he felt himself growing more tense as the seconds went by, subconsciously preparing to bolt and make for the closest exit as fast as his legs would carry him.<br/>