<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/90/WTMaster.jpg)</div><strong>Character name:</strong>Kalain Baneron (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=234819.msg11561809#msg11561809)<br/><strong>Position:</strong>Master of Arms, Pain in the Ass, Most Pompous of ass<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Moira Niall<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Saven 6th | 990 NE | Afternoon<br/><strong>Place:</strong>Training Grounds<br/><strong>Warning:</strong><br/><hr/><br/>Their eyes met, and she could see the beginning of that storm. The way the waves of anger rose, swirling, building upon each other until it threatened to consume the small little island in the middle. It would have been easy to give in, so easy. They would not have been able to stop him, the battle would be glorious. The trained men of the tower, the clash of steel and the rush of a battle. His blood sang within his veins, urging him forward. Urging him to act. He was a fighter, every piece of him born, bred, and trained to resist the Shadow in all its forms. He would fight, not because he wanted to, but because he had to. With a growl he pushed back against the storm wall, he would not give in not today not…<br/><br/><em>Liar</em><br/><br/>Her voice cut through the anger, straight to the heart. There was a moment where it stilled, frozen in time each droplet of anger, each time he had failed, each time he had lost, every death that was laid at his feet in perfect detail. The storm…turned. “You can see? You can feel?” The voice had gone cold, moving closer to her not letting her get away, not letting anything get away between them, how could she understand. How could she know what it felt like to feel someone die, to lose the part of yourself that lived within the other person. The Aes Sedai could replace that part, rebuild it with the sweet embrace of the source. They could live, but the warders. They were already dead. He fought to live. He fought to survive. He fought. He…<br/><br/>Let go.<br/><br/>Her hand slipped from his grip, but it would not save her not today. “You know nothing little girl, but I will show you.” There had been no time to grieve, no time to understand. Elaine had died and he had acted on instinct. Hunting them all down and separating their heads from their necks but as each one fell the bloodlust did not fade. They thought he had wanted to die, he had thought that as well but he was starting to understand now. He wanted to kill. The only time that the Master of Arms felt alive was when he held that blade, when he fought. Elaine had taken the good parts of him with her, now this was what was left. The warrior. The proud borderlander. The anger.<br/><br/>He showed it to her, no games no walls of the void that he could hide his rational mind in and steer it. The muscles in his jaw rippled, his teeth groaning at the pressure threatening to crack. Moira stepped away, presenting her back and uncaring he stepped forward hand slipping to her hip fingers like iron holding her in place with the barely restrained fury. She would bruise there, he knew. He knew just how much her body could take before it broke. “We are not done yet Aes Sedai.” He would not stay out of love for Elaine. She was gone and nothing could replace her. He would not stay for vengeance, those that had killed her were already gone.<br/><br/>“We still have so much to kill.”<br/>