Chapter One: On the River Erinin

Aryana nods to Locas, "An excellent idea." She glances at Jandral, but doesn't let her face betray her worry. Seeing no immediate danger, she reluctantly releases saidar.

Alojz follows Pelar onto shore, scaning the river bank to see if anything stands out.

As everyone else is doing something will make his way to shore and start to scout outward from where base camp will be to get an idea of who or what is around them.

Jandral takes the opportunity, while everyone is busy unloading people and cargo, to have a moment alone with his sister. "Aryana Sedai," he says formally as he sidles up to her, "I'm sure you know what you're doing, but I wonder if you'd like to share some of that knowledge. You asked for my help and you'll have it no matter what. But who are these other people? I expected a warder, was surprised you had two - I'm not judging, the more the merrier - but one of them doesn't seem right in the head. And then the gleeman and the silent fellow. I'm sure you have your reasons, I just hope you can trust these people. You can trust me, you know that, right?"

She nods and gives a little smile, "Yes, of course I trust you," then looks out at the other members of their team with a more serious expression. "We're going to need everyone's help to get where we are going. Locas is a woodsman, and a good one. Elricain has more tricks up his sleeve than the average gleeman, and Alojz..." sadness briefly crosses her face before melting into Aes Sedai calm once more. "Alojz is my second warder, and neither of us chose the other. I'm doing my best to keep him safe, despite himself."

Pelar, not seeing anything amiss, waves for the others to join him on the shore.

Jandral nods, sincerely placing his trust in Aryana, particularly with regards what he is about to reveal to her.
"As I said, you know best. I'm sure they all have something special to offer. As for myself... there's a reason I had to leave home all those years ago, and it wasn't my liaisons. If I had stayed we may have found the dragon's fang on our door." Jandral lets the significance of that sink into Aryana before continuing, "When I seize it, it's exhilirating and terrifying at once. I wish it had never come to me, but at the same time now that I've tasted it, life without it tastes like ashes."

A swirl of emotion plays across her face too quickly to decipher, then she looks up at him with deep love in her eyes and silently reaches out her hand to touch his arm and quietly says, "You are my brother. Always."

Jandral, deeply moved, lets out a shuddering sigh of relief. He resists the urge to wrap Aryana in a tight embrace - he knows it would be unbecoming of an Aes Sedai. "Thank you, Aryana." is all that he can manage, but his eyes say it all for a tender moment before the twinkle and the mischief return to them. "Pelar calls. Let us get off this wreck, shall we?" he says, leading the way.

She nods and follows after.

Aryana whips around to look for the woodsman.

we aren't alone!

Pelar begins to draw his sword, as he looks over to make sure Aryana is safe