<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/35/YellowAjah.jpg)</div><strong>Character name:</strong>Shayella Adair<br/><strong>Position:</strong>Sister, Yellow Ajah<br/><strong>Bondmate:</strong>None<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Kalain, Closed<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Evening, Saven 7th, 990NE<br/><strong>Place:</strong>Private Room - Infirmary<br/><strong>Warning:</strong><br/>Shayella shrugged at Kalain’s accusation of being a fool for trusting in his honor.  “It has been a year thus far and you’ve managed to keep your rage leashed enough to not harm or kill anyone that you weren’t supposed to kill.”  She mused, her gaze flicking to his creeping hand.  Brows furrowing, she pondered his actions for a moment.  “Does the fear of others give you some satisfaction?”  She asked pointedly.  “Do you believe you might use that as a shield to keep people at bay?”  After losing someone he had cared about a great deal, it was an understandable reaction.  If he had no one that counted on him and no one that wished to get close to him, he wouldn’t have anyone to let down.  Anyone that hadn’t been forced on him anyway.  Moira was, once again, the exception as she had become in so many of their conversations.<br/><br/>“Elaine was a very well trained member of the Green Ajah.”  Shayella mused, her blue gaze meeting his again.  “She had skill and foresight so I am left disagreeing with your statement.”  She said without any heat or anger.  It was a difficult task to make Shayella angry.  “There’s a great deal of mystery surrounding Elaine’s actions but I suspect that she had her own reasons for acting as she had.  She had arranged for your bond to be passed to another in the event something happened to her and went into potential danger without alerting you beforehand.  Yes, you are the Master of Arms and expected at the Tower most times but, if she had said anything to you about it before she left, you would likely have found someone to step in for you at the Tower and travelled with her.”   She studied his face as she spoke about Elaine and the events that led to her death.  It wasn’t often that Shayella weighed in on it but, instead, let him speak of it as he wished.  Again, she shrugged, “I guess I am curious as to why she made the decisions she made.  Do you ever wonder why she kept it from you?"<br/><br/>Listening, she pondered for a moment, still aware that he was not answering the questions she had asked of him but avoidance was common.  She would, as usual, circle back to them.  “Because I respect the privacy of everyone who speaks privately to me, I won’t go into detail but, yes, I have had sessions with women that have lost their ability to channel.  I even had one case in which a young woman wished to be stilled for her own personal reasons.”  A small frown formed on her face as she thought on previous cases, a hint of sadness in her eyes.  “In most cases I have handled, the women choose to leave the Tower after a time, the channeling women around them a constant reminder of what they lost.”  She paused, “It’s not a well-known fact but those that are stilled or burn themselves out still have the ability to feel the One Power so remaining here was too painful for them.”  A small, sad smile flicked across her features for a moment.  “I still exchange letters with a couple of them.  Some of them weren’t receptive to keeping in contact after they departed.”  She sighed, “I will admit though that they made some of the other women uncomfortable and many avoided them after they lost their abilities.  It was not an easy time in their lives and living here often made it worse.”<br/><br/>“As for whether I know the locations and reasons why each person has been asked to leave the Tower, the answer is no.  There was a time I was in charge of the exit interviews and a part of the group of Sisters that helped make arrangements but I am no longer a part of that.”  It hadn’t been until recently that Shayella finally understood why she hadn’t continued with those particular duties.  The Amyrlin had, without realizing it, given her the answers at the Faire.  Though she likely could have offered some level of comfort to Kalain by explaining, she wouldn’t share what Raine had told her and Theraeve.  She was a Cairheinian and good at keeping her own council.<br/><br/>Rising at Kalain’s agreement, Shayella nodded, “Thank you, Kalain.”  She said as she collected a piece of parchment, a quill and ink. Her brows rose as she settled back in the chair, not attempting to hide what she wrote.  “You seem quite pleased with the idea.”  She mused before she started on the note.  If Kalain was pleased, Shayella suspected it was because the session would become more difficult than normal with both of them.  If that were the case, however, that also meant that the two of them had come to some sort of understanding and that was interesting enough to warrant the difficulty.  She was intrigued to see them together as well.<br/><br/>Leaning forward, she penned the polite note quickly.  It was formal and gave little indication as to the reasons for the invitation.  Concerned both for Kalain’s privacy and having little doubt that Moira was already aware of their sessions, she didn’t give much in the way of details.  Gazing up at the man, she offered a quick smile and rose again.  “One moment please while I have this sent to Moira.”  She said before stepping out of the room for a short time, giving it to the Novice helping her that day.  Thanking the young woman, she stepped back into the room and closed the door behind her.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">The Note</div><div class="spoiler_body">Sister Moira Niall,<br/><br/>With the permission of Master of Arms, Kalain Baneron, I am writing this letter to ask you to join us in the infirmary if you have the time and inclination. <br/><br/>Thank you,<br/>Shayella Adair, Sister of the Yellow Ajah<br/></div></div>