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*Will steps through the door, and begins to make his way towards the bar.*

*He looks pensive, but only as any other boy might; he's thinking about a history lesson. He's supposed to have an essay topic chosen by tomorrow.*

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[blue_ajah]

"I am glad to hear it."

There is something about her that is, perhaps, more like the Moiraine who first came into the bar; more like the Aes Sedai was during the early days.

Slightly distant, almost as if focused on something else, something of utmost importance; very, very focused.

"I had occasion to speak with your ... colleague, Merriman, last evening." A faint smile curves her lips. "He is quite expert at t'cheran, what you would call chess."

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*Will recognizes that distant focus, and the Old One in him responds to it.*

*A quirk of a smile, from a face that seems somehow subtly older than a second ago.* I am not surprised.

[blue_ajah]

"No, I suppose that you would not be." An answering serene smile, and she continues, "It was an interesting set of pieces he had, as well; they were briefly turned to show those who fought in battles past."

A beat. "In t'cheran, the pieces that you and Merriman appeared to represent are termed 'Counsellors.'"