<br/><div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/e6/NoviceLight.jpg)</div><strong>Character name:Serain Kaltorin</strong>(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=234819.msg11557590#msg11557590)<br/><strong>Position:</strong>Novice<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Amyrlin Raine Alvare, Open<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Evening, Saven 5th, 990NE<br/><strong>Place:</strong>Amyrlin's Office<br/><strong>Warning:</strong>n/a<br/><hr/><br/>Serain didn't even want to venture a guess as to how high up they were. Before arriving in Tar Valon, Serain liked to brag that she was just as fearless as her father was. After going through the gates, she had known she was in a world as strange to her as some Southlander court. She felt small on the island, even in the shadow of the White Tower before having entered and signed her name in the Novice book. What had been her entire world was very small indeed.<br/>That feeling grew tenfold as she obeyed and leaned forward to look over the balcony- there was an frightening tilting feeling as her eye looked upon what was likely the greatest city in the entire world and she imagined in her mind the long fall before she hit bottom. Her hands tightened into fists and she inhaled sharply. She wanted to close her eyes, but she feared that dizzy feeling might get worse.<br/>The redhead clenched her jaw and forced herself to keep staring. At least now she wasn't about to bawl like a bloody newborn- she was too dizzy for it now. Aside from the fear of falling it was a breath-taking sight, it really was..<br/><br/>What the wiser woman said made perfect sense, but officers were almost always titled in the military- that was to say they commanded by birthright- and Serain was not used to thinking otherwise, yet that could happen here. She'd never imagined being a leader before coming here. Running a house, perhaps, but nothing larger. She took a deep breath, letting it out slowly as her eyes shifted higher towards Dragonmount.<br/>"Mother...if it were me, and two others were fighting, I'd tell them that there's no place for that here, to start with" she said firmly. "They've likely got better things they should be doing and better things to take out their anger on. Extra duties to keep them busy, and one that hurt the other should help them til they get back on their feet. With classes and chores so long as they don't interfere with her own that she's got already. There's more important things to worry about than some silly spat."<br/>The Saldaean realized full well that she was talking about herself when she was giving this example, but any good Bordlerlander knew something like that was a waste with the Blight just a stone's throw away. Serain knew it too, for as much as her temper had gotten the better of her again.<br/><br/>"If she's busy, that's less fights to get into, and if she's helping someone else, and it'll give her a taste of what it's like to be responsible for someone else, what it's like to be a leader. It's not the same as being an Aes Sedai, of course, but it's a step on the right path."<br/>And easier to understand than imagining becoming an Aes Sedai- that seemed farther away than the stars at the moment. But she didn't want to say that and sound like a fool. She already felt like one, no need to make it worse.