[pfsb] the mirrors of the wheel
The Wheel weaves as the Wheel wills, and all things are part of the Pattern. There is little that she can do now but wait, guard against events worsening as best she can, and watch.
As a result, Moiraine is in the bar this evening, musing over her thoughts with a cup of tea at hand and a slender, leather-bound journal open to a blank page before her.
As a result, Moiraine is in the bar this evening, musing over her thoughts with a cup of tea at hand and a slender, leather-bound journal open to a blank page before her.
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But what she seeks she is certain not to find here; not with Geralt riding to Kaer Morhen. Not unless Ciri has fled here. She sits back again, lifting a hand in a studiedly casual gesture. "I came simply to see if I could," she says, idly. "A professional challenge I could hardly ignore."
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Yennefer takes another sip of tea and sets the cup and saucer down. "And what does an Aes Sedai do, if I may inquire?"
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Yennefer's violet eyes sharpen just slightly. "Then we are peers, it seems."
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"Some advise kings and queens, some provide potions for villages and manage the weather; some devote themselves to research. Most find themselves doing each at different points in their career; we are quite long-lived."
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"Perhaps we are more of peers than I realized," she murmurs.
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"Or is it all of them?"
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She notes the color of the sleeve and the title with interest. "And to what do the Blue Ajah dedicate themselves?"
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"Blues pursue causes and have an interest in justice."
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"And what is the cause you have chosen to pursue?"
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"Why not both?"
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"Previously, I sought to find and protect the Dragon Reborn, that the world and the Wheel of Time itself not be destroyed and lost to the Dark One."
She says both things as though remarking on the weather.
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Verily I say unto you, the era of the sword and axe is nigh –
"And?" she asks, calm despite the volume of her thoughts. "Did you manage it?"
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"And your pursuit of the study of magic?" she asks. "How does that fare?"
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