The Brown Ajah, on the other hand, forsakes involvement with the mundane world and dedicates itself to seeking knowledge. It tilted, started to fall over, and he caught the square wooden base; the tube pointed straight at the Trollocs. His face softened as he looked down at her. He fingered the kerchief wrapped around his right hand.
In here, the Accepted said curtly, gesturing to a door. Instead, they stared silently at the High Lord's body. The Aiel might have unveiled their faces, but they still had spears in their hands, and they studied the four men as though trying to see inside them. It did not seem to exist for the two servants, either, any more than Rand and his sword existed, or the sounds of fighting, fading now from the rooms to either side out into the house.
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