<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/50/BlueAjah.jpg)</div><strong>Character name:</strong>Aleana Schiller (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=234819.msg11575159#msg11575159)<br/><strong>Position:</strong>Keeper of the Chronicles, Blue Ajah<br/><strong>Bondmate:</strong>None (As yet!)<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Quinton<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Afternoon, Saven 5, 990NE<br/><strong>Place:</strong>Tar Valon -->White Tower --> Inn<br/><strong>Warning:</strong><br/><hr/><br/>As Aleana approached the White Tower after a nice morning of shopping with Imoko, a gentle hand on her arm stopped her and her head whirled toward the source.  Though she didn’t actually expect an attack this close to the Tower itself, her heart kicked up in her chest and she readied herself, grabbing ahold of Saidar without missing a beat.  A second later, Aleana felt inwardly foolish but gave no outward sign of it as she stared into the face of a barmaid that, on more than one occasion, updated her on the comings and goings of others in Tar Valon.  Dropping the One Power, she stared at the young woman, her face composed into her typical cool mask.<br/><br/>“The gleeman is back, if your seeking entertainment during the grand Faire!”  She exclaimed as though it were nothing more than chance to get some Aes Sedai to come to the Inn and take in some of their coin.  “Come to the Blue Cat Inn for the drinks, stay for the entertainments!”  She continued, passing the message before turning to the next group of people approaching the Tower gates and repeating the message - almost exactly.  Something the barmaid would do for another hour before returning to work.<br/><br/>Keeping her stride measured though she wished to rush, Aleana made her way into the Tower to grab her cloak and a nice bribe for Quinton.  It was rare that anyone worked for free and, while there were certainly other means Aes Sedai could use to coerce people into working for them, she wasn’t one to take such tactics.  Especially when information was involved.  She wanted the people working for her to not simply be looking for a means to escape her or give her bad information as retribution.  The work she did was far too important to risk that kind of thing.  Once ready, she left the Tower, meandering toward the Blue Cat Inn as though she wasn’t in a hurry to catch up with one of her informants.  Cloaked in her drab, grey robe, she hoped to escape the notice of other Aes Sedai.  It was harder and harder to do as the Keeper of the Chronicles but she strove to have some privacy even if her positions often interceded in such things.<br/><br/>Opening the door, her tanned eyes scanned the room, seeking the familiar colorful cloak of the Gleeman.  Even in the small crowds that had already gathered, Quinton wasn’t hard to spot and, though her face remained utterly composed, she inwardly smiled at the sight of him.  Even if she did use money to keep him talking to her, they had known each other for over a year and she had hoped nothing untoward had happened in his travels.  Not only had he proven himself useful to her but he had been willing to take the risk and work with an Aes Sedai despite mistreatment at the hands of one of her own Ajah.<br/><br/>Slipping between people and tables casually, she began working her way toward a private room, making sure to pass close to Quinton as she meandered toward their usual meeting spot.  Raising a hand subtly as she got close enough, she flashed him their usual signal and continued onward without pausing and slipped into a private room.  Closing the door behind her, she settled into one of the chairs and waited patiently, keeping her cloak on for the moment.