The Grey Tower

Sigmund smiled sheepishly. "No, I didn't know how to swim. I actually never learned. The whole event was enough to keep me out of the water from then on. Looking back, the snake was probably no bigger than the ones that could be found in my mother's garden, but to a young boy? It was easily big ...

Sigmund winced slightly at the mention of the gateways used by the Aes Sedai and Asha’man. Like all other newcomers to the tower he had been warned to stay clear of the travel point at the Tower. He hadn’t needed to be told twice as the threat of being sliced in half was plenty of motivation for him ...

Sigmund couldn’t help but grin at his companion’s playful tone. “If Sotma is a darkfriend then I am the Betrayer of Hope in the flesh.” He absentmindedly rubbed at one of the welts on his ribs that he had earned this morning. “I can think of any number of names for the old bear, but crowns to ...

Sigmund strode into the warder yards as the sun was making its final descent in the western sky. He wore his grey Drin uniform and had his hair tied back at the nape of his neck as had become his tradition. He carried a training blade made of solid wood as opposed to the typical lath bundles used in ...

Sigmund set his bucket down loudly. Did she just say she was a borderland princess? He looked over and studied Illa a bit more in depth. Having spent his entire life in Whitebridge he had not seen many borderlanders, but since arriving at the Tower he had been forced to attend lessons covering all ...

Sig headed towards the occupied stall that Illa had gestured to, this one occupied by a tall black warhorse. Sigmund recognized the beast, he had seen it ridden by a scowling Kandori warder several times. Rumor had it the beast shared its rider’s sour disposition. What was this fellow’s name? Ashan ...

Sig watched as some of the tension left the other Drin’s form and she seemed to study him slightly. Now what could a horse of done to terrify her all the way into adulthood? Reaching over he playfully put his hands on either side of the horses head and looked it in the eyes. “Ah, so this is the ...

Sigmund was startled at the young woman’s sudden outburst. He stared at her for a moment, trying to discern if this was some sort of odd joke. She stared back at him without a hint of a joke in her eyes, or eye. Sigmund still was not sure what was going on there, he had never seen someone with a ...

Sigmund hurried across the paved courtyard that led to the Tower’s eastern stables. The four raised welts on his ribs still ached from his morning sword play session with Sotma Gaidin. The aging Warder had bested him several times before the sun had even peaked itself over the towering mountains ...

A chilly fall wind blew down from the peaks of the Mountains of Mist just as the first rays of sunlight were making their way over the towering heights. The wind continued through the foothills and into the sprawling expanse of the waking Hama Valon. On it moved through the stout stone gates of the ...