<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/fd/Valdar.jpg)</div><strong>Character name:</strong>Rhoven Bryce (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=234819.msg11565549#msg11565549)<br/><strong>Position:</strong>Valdar, formerly Gaidin<br/><strong>Bonded To:</strong>None<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Open<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Evening, Saven 5th, 990NE<br/><strong>Place:</strong>Amrylin’s Office -> Faire<br/><strong>Warning:</strong><br/><hr/><br/>While the grounds themselves were quiet, the streets of Tar Valon ahead were normally busy, and generally had people bustling about even at night. Perhaps it was a symptom of being so safe, people felt secure wandering about in the dark. They didn’t normally hold the bustling crowds or buzzing energy that the faire had brought with it. The sights and sounds and scents were already filling the air as the group approached, but instead of pleasant relaxation that normal fair-goers might feel, it just made Rhoven grit his teeth. He hoped that Aelrin, at least, would take his duties seriously. This was not a casual visit for recreation, this was a mission, and he would see the Amyrlin and her escorts around to whatever attractions they wished to see and then safely home again if he had to kill a hundred men with his hands and teeth to do it.<br/><br/>The crowds would pose a bit of a challenge, as anyone could take the opportunity to slip in close. One Power or not, a poisoned blade up close would finish the most powerful Aes Sedai. So, he kept slightly ahead of the group, within a few paces, so he might watch the people moving about and clearing a path. The clearly displayed sword, and generally intimidating nature of his face helped people give them a wide berth. The position at the front also gave him plenty of opportunity to peer in to every alleyway, window and dark shadow that lay in their path, just in case someone might be hiding with plans to make an unwelcome surprise entrance.<br/><br/>Glancing back periodically to check up on his charges, he noticed that he couldn’t hear what the Amyrlin and her nearby companions were saying. A trick he had seen before, but, he understood the need for privacy, perhaps better than most. It was difficult to say who could be trusted anymore. He suspected it was going to be a long evening.