And the last of the Ta'veren arrives;

[righthandedragon]

Who: The Two Rivers boys - Rand, Mat, Perrin
Where: At the Coral
When: Noonish.
Style: Prose works o/
Status: CLOSED

Rand is very certain that he hadn't traveled. Or fallen asleep. This wasn't the Tel'aran'rhiod, because his brown cloak - coat might actually be far more accurate - didn't change when he tried. And he still had the Dragon Sword, Callandor, and still sensed the Source, so....

"It can't be His doing, the time for tricks is over..." Even if Moridin had claimed that he didn't pull him that time, this... this was a new place. Licking his lips once, he placed saltwater. Could explain the watery look to the sky, but...

Rand shifts, deciding to allow his need for answers pull anyone close.

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[righthandedragon]

Hmmmnn. What else. Rand's not sure what to say.

".... So we're just.. back. In the same area." He'll claim one of those cups of tea, and... maybe raise it a little.

"To being out of the mess, for a time." And together again, only without being really awkward sounding.

[ex_wolfbrother668]

Mat, if you think you have escaped teasing, you are mistaken. It just isn't happening right this moment.

Perrin nods and raises his own cup a little more definitively.

"For a time." But hopefully not too long, because as crazy and dangerous as things are back home, and as close as they might be to the end, he misses Faile.