Who: Morne Miriel (
piratemorne ) and Egwene al'vere (
controlingfire )
What: Meeting, fighting snakes
Where: The Casino?
When: Day 167
Egwene shut her journal feverishly, slipping it into her skirt pocket. She leaned against the nearby wall, unsure why she was so terrified for Morne's life. He was a man; he could defend himself. If that was so, she couldn't understand why she was so much in fear for his life. Just because the other pirates were dying, doesn't mean Morne was going to. Did it?
None the less, she had written that quick, sloppy entry addressed to Morne, hoping he'd be able to get to the Casino without much delay. And without getting bitten. Though, if he did, she had a couple flowers in her pocket, just waiting to be used. For some messed up reason, she had more feeling for Morne, then she did for Rand.