Nefaline Inowain

Nefaline Inowain
Information
Gender	Female
Occupation	Aes Sedai of the Green Ajah
Affiliation	The Grey Tower
Bondmate(s)	Jaisen Davram (former)
Nationality	Shienaran

Nefaline Inowain is a Shienaran Green Oathsworn Aes Sedai of the Grey Tower.

Biography

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Looking back on my years, my life has been a basically good one. I have had a fulfilling and fruitful existence. I’ve had three warders (not really very many for a Green I suppose, but enough for me) and many friends. I am currently a Sitter for the Green Ajah, and for one year, after the collapse of the first Grey Tower, I was Mistress of Novices. My last decade can be called cloudy, at best, however. Shortly before releasing Jaisen Davram’s bond to his then to be wife Lelianna, I retreated from the rigors of Tower life. While still in residence in the Green Hall, and still a Sitter, I did not do much beyond vote when necessary. Yes, I did leave my rooms, but not to teach nor to officiate anything. I would go for many long walks on the Tower grounds and into Town. Sometimes I would go horseback riding. I was contemplating ideas and philosophy. I’ve always joked that I would have made a good White, if my temperament had allowed for it. The shadow has too much of a foot in the world for my liking, however to spend my days dwelling on weather a particular law is just. I would love nothing more to see the Dark one, the Foresaken and all their minions forever destroyed. As a novice, all so long ago, those words would seem to seep with blasphemy. How can stories be real, let alone destroyed? But, from first hand experience, I know. I was born to a hardy family of farmers in Shienar, in a small village called Fal Caran, just outside the Capital, Fal Moran. My father and mother had seven children. I was the second youngest and the only girl. As the only girl, I spent many a day learning how to keep up with my older brothers. When Trolloc raids drew close, the whole family would go into Fal Moran, if possible. But, when I was six name days old, it was too late. My father and brothers did their best to defend our home and farm, but two of my brothers were killed. My hatred of the Shadow has been growing inside me ever since. I spent most of my free time with my favorite brother Tovar. He was two years older then I, but tolerant and kind. While father chided that I should be learning how to cook, Tovar defended my horse riding and hunting. I also learned how to defend myself. Not completely unusually in women of the Borderlands, but I took it to higher levels then most. A month after my sixteenth name day, Tovar and I went on a trip. “It’ll be fun,” he said without much enthusiasm, “We’ll get to see the world. First stop, Tar Valon. ” We were on the road for two days when he got in a fight at an Inn. He died in a pool of blood, in the middle of the mud soaked road. He had an evil temper, and a young man called him a “flaming darkfriend” or some such thing. I realized later that his behavior had been increasingly erratic that last year. It wasn’t until later that I realized why he decided on Tar Valon. He could channel. This was before we knew of the existence of the Grey Tower and he believed that being gentled was his only choice. I cried for three days when he died. I continued on the road to Tar Valon, not sure where else to go. I was ashamed and could not go back home. Sixteen years old and tear-streaked, I continued. Until I met Aliandra, an Aes Sedai and her Warder Alec. They were from the White Tower and told me that I could continue on with them. I accepted, but was silent for most of the trip. Aliandra would stare at me with piercing eyes. That gaze made me shiver. “You have it, child, you have it.” I had no idea what that meant. “You will be Aes Sedai too, one day, you can channel. Weather you want it or not, the ability will surface.” I felt empty, my brother’s death not a week past. We arrived at the White Tower and my training began. I felt alone. I knew no one and cared not at all. I threw myself into my studies, rising to Accepted in one and a half years. Two years later, I was an Aes Sedai of the Green Ajah. I did not stay at the White Tower long, however, for I heard of a new place, a place where male and female channelers could live together in harmony, the Grey Tower. Shortly after arriving at the Grey Tower, I became a Sitter. There were very few members gathered when I arrived. There were perhaps half a dozen Aes Sedai and Asha’man. I set about helping create the foundations for the Old Grey tower. I taught several classes and helped with anything that I could. I went on the first search for new novices and soldiers. As a young Aes Sedai, I saw my first love tainted with evil. On the search for new members, a female version of a Myrddraal, called a Shadadore almost took his life. Radithan. His name still stirs the love in my heart. I bonded him on the brink of death, unforgivingly, without his permission. He would have been distroyed by the evil that was corrupting him if I had not. We returned to the tower, but not for long before journeying out to fight a roving band of Whitecloaks. To this day, I do not know if they were Whitecloaks or shadow spawn. Radithan disapeared, that is all I remember if that mis-adventure. I felt as if my life had been taken from me. The bond had simply disappeared, I had not felt him die. If I had, perhaps I would have had some closure. The Old Grey Tower fell shortly after. I had left the tower with Jaisen Asha’man and Amora Sedai before it fell. I escaped the horrors that claimed so many. Amora passed Jaisen’s bond to me, a premonition compelling her to do so. Jaisen can not go without a bond shielding some of the taint from entering him. He was devastated when she disappeared, but we were both in for a shock when we returned to the Tower. The Tower was a pile of ruble and many were dead. Too many. I broke. My mind crumbled apart. Radithan, where are you? I was consumed with a longing for my lost love. I wandered mindlessly for months. I traveled the continent in search of him, but to no avail. He was gone. I resigned him to memories and finally returned. I became temporary Mistress of Novices, with Jaisen becoming Master of Soldiers. My time as Mistress of Novices was short, however, and I stepped down. My heart was not in it and I would not have the Tower suffer for it. Excepting a recent attempt to destroy the tower by Darkfriends and, dare I utter it, the Black Ajah, I have lead a quiet life. I bonded another warder, Dagor Raurok, Master of Arms, a few years ago. We see each other rarely, however, his duties and mine clashing. Regretfully, his wife, Harmony, a great friend and the Amyrlin seat, recently left us. I look to the future and my return to activity. It is a time of change, but the only thing that remains the constant in life, is change.

Career History

• Novice
• Accepted
• Aes Sedai of the Green Ajah
• Sitter of the Green Ajah
• Mistress of Novices