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Noj's sleep was troubled with images of his past. His small squad, which eventually evolved into a platoon, in the Andoran army, the the following battle against Darkspawn, leaving him the only survivor of his men, following into around the time of the last battle, where try as he might, he could protect that small town, and again was left alive and alone. Alive and alone, seemed to be a reoccurring theme in his life. The thought left him awake in his stirrings, though he left no physical sign of his wakefulness. It always happened because he was too powerless. But now he was making large strides in both his swordsmanship and his control over the power. That much was evident by the sole fact he lived through that horde of men. The Warder had given him little credit over the fact he'd fallen twenty plus men with his blade, after creeping through them in whole and disabling their leader. The power had helped, but his grip was still too tenuous for him to lean on it incredibly in a fight, but he could grab it at will. And no matter how skilled a man was, such as the Warder, a man was still helpless against the power. That left the Aes Sedai. She couldn't do anything offensive unless she or her Warder were in threat of harm, so the trick was too disable the Warder without harming him. He mulled the thought over before sighing through his teeth and drifting asleep again.

Noj continued to flit to and from consciousness for a while, seeing and thinking of many things that may or may not have been true or realistic. He knew they had meaning, but couldn't decipher them. Eventually, everything stilled, and Noj found himself sitting in a room by himself, which was strange. He'd just been on his horse with Cellyn, and knew he still was. There was nothing off about the room, it wasn't a cage or cell, or anything grand like a throne room. It could barely be described as a room, more like a space that just barely fit the description. All he knew was that he was sitting at a table, and across from him, he saw an old man, who was looking off into the distance, though it seemed that he had finally taken note of Noj's presence, and tilted his head a little. "What do we have here? It's been a long time since anyone's visited me here."

Noj looked around again, confused. "Where exactly are we?"

The old man shrugged. "It has many names, a place where dreamers go, lots of things happen here I guess. Though, your visit is strange. I sense none of the talent to come here in you, but your presence here is too strong for an ordinary dream, strange indeed. Though, given the circumstance, it's understandable at the same time. You're an odd one, and let's leave it at that."

The old man seemed to be talking in circles, contradicting himself and not plainly answering a thing. "Odd? Interesting maybe but why odd?"

"Because, your existence is misfitted. Well not just here. Let's just say you're a conglomeration. An important conglomeration traveling with an important person, who is bound to meet more important people, and do important things with those important people."

What? "Conglomeration?" The hell? "And important things? All of the important things one can imagine have already happened in this age. The taint on Saidin cleansed, the Dark One resealed, the land united. There is still turmoil, but I cannot imagine what else could happen."

The old man tilted his head side to side again. "Well yes, what you said is true, many things of note have happened in that age, all of the things that were supposed to happen did, but you're wrong on one account. That was a past age, the Last Battle was a marker for it, you're in a new one now, which appears to be catalyzing much sooner than normal. Then again, the last Dragon was a clumsy fool so it's not to be unexpected that things already meet the criteria for more grand chaotic things to happen." The man laughed, seemingly to a private joke. Or might as well have been, because Noj was completely lost.

Truly, it was a bit too much for Noj to really take in at once, and was convinced that he was having a delusion of some sort due to blood loss, or...something. "So wait...who are you?"

"Me? I'm...an important person. I told you that you'd meet a lot of important people right? Well, I'm vain enough to include myself. Anyhow, we've talked long enough, I'm sure your lady friend is getting lonely without your...friendly banter? Whatever the case, till next time."

Furrowing his brow, Noj was about to say...something, when suddenly he felt a force pulling him, powerfully. The shock of it nearly felt like a bucket of ice water being poured down his back. Jerking up, looked around quickly, before hit by a wave of pain from his wounds. Where ever he was, he wasn't there anymore, and was back on his horse, with a village in sight, and a rather perturbed Cellyn next to him on the saddle.

Noj looked around and shook his head. "I...I'm not sure, I'm the same as before, I was just having a strange dream, something about important people...not sure, it probably doesn't matter." Nudging Light Dancer with his knees, he led the horse into the town, toward the first thing that looked like an inn. The dream was strange, but the memory of it slid between his fingers like water, leaving only droplets on his fingers for him to remember. He felt there was some significance to it, but as to what it could be, would be anyone's guess. "Hey Cellyn, would you mind getting the room for us, I probably look a little...too rough to be taken seriously." It was probably true, he was bruised and battered, and covered in bloodstained bandages, which'd make most sensible people avoid him most likely.

Noj gave a nod in thanks, before sliding off the horse and hitting the ground with a grunt of pain. He probably looked a bit like death, but he was fine with that he supposed. "Take Light Dancer with you, he can carry things, which he deserves to do. He's the only one who got out unscathed." He gave the creature a look before walking in, ignoring the looks he got and went straight to the room, and began carefully taking off his bandages before wrapping himself in his cloak and leaning against the bed. He needed new clothes too, come to think of it, though, he had the coin to get it on his own, and he had one spare outfit that was dilapidated. Deciding to take a nap, Noj curled up a little tighter into as comfortable a position he could. He figured by the time he woke up Cellyn would be done and the bath ready.

Noj opened an eye and looked around, mostly woken up by the breeze he felt, which was strange, he remembered covering up with his cloak. No matter. "Right, right." Standing up carefully, so as to not injure himself or surprise Cellyn, he got into the blissfully warm tub, and began scrubbing off the dirt, grim, and blood from his person, which probably improved his appearance greatly. He was stilled scratched up, but they were scabbed, and would probably heal into impressive scars, so he didn't mind. Originally, he would have covered himself and had a bit more shame, but Cellyn had probably already gotten an eyeful as it was, so his care for it was gone. He doubted she had any intention to jump his skin, or really anyone else did for that matter. He didn't look bad, but his personality was rather off putting. Meh. After he finished washing his hair, which admittedly shouldn't reach as close to his shoulders as it did, he got out, eyeing the new clothes that Cellyn had bought and dressed himself, and on a whim located the mirror and shaved, with his skinning knife due to a lack of a razor. "Alright, I'm done, though you might want to change out the water, since I was rather...messy. If you want I can help change it out."

Noj shrugged and walked out of the room, still in a bit of pain, but something about being clean, well dressed, and groomed, made it much more bearable, so he was able to for the most part walk in a relaxed manner, though he was still lacking a majority of the wolfish grace that he kept about him when he was fully healthy. Whatever. Drawing his cloak closed he walked out, pulling his hood over his head. He figured he should hide his white hair, and had an excuse to cause of the cold wind. He was quite certain that the Aes Sedai would have one of two reactions, ignore him or hassle him, but the Warder would attempt to phase out of sight if he was recognized, so Noj kept his head down and looked around. A dejected posture would most likely contradict the man's image of him. He was rather amazed really, how clearly and concisely he could think when he had to. Pondering his situation a little, he considered dyeing his hair and cutting it short, but he lacked the resources and time, so it'd probably have to wait. After buying a carrot for Light Dancer, he slipped it into his sleeve to stop himself from twirling it, since it'd be a dead give away for his dejected demeanor. On a whim, he also bought some black die, tsking a little over the price. Black die was rather expensive, mostly as a trap for earning money from nobility. Black dye didn't take very long to fade to purple, so many clothes had to be dyed often to keep the dark color. Never the less, brown dye was even harder to come by because most things tended to be brown. Whatever. Heading back to the inn, he whistled through his teeth, deciding that he'd get a basin of water to dye his hair once he returned. It was a rather tight nit community, and he was sure that a story of a filthy naked man with white hair had already spread aflame through the town at this point, so dying his hair would make him more easily looked over anyway.

Noj walked sighed as he trudged through the snow, mostly due to hate of the cold. To many things had happened to him in cold weather, his family, his squad, the little town, meh. Part of the reason he loved blacksmithing was because of the fact that during the entire process, no matter where you were you were enveloped in heat. Kinda of an escape he supposed. Whatever. He'd have to put that to the side since he was rather wounded. Walking around he was fine, but he'd probably break a few wounds open if he did any sort of exercise, which he wasn't looking forward too. He had resigned himself to it, since he was sure the Warder wouldn't leave without a fight, but he wasn't looking forward to it. The only thing that he was completely sure of, was that the Warder wouldn't up and kidnap her. The Aes Sedai needed her permission, or at least to twist her words into what she believed was permission, before she could take Cellyn with her. And she was semi certain that she'd at least want some sort of reconciliation with Noj, whether in thanks, coin, or otherwise before she left, even if she had her arm twisted, so he knew that he'd be seeing someone at least, probably a Warder with a cryptic message. Women. Spotting Cellyn, he waved before walking up. "Do you have anything incredible planned? Because I need to head back to the room for a bit."

It was a bit bothersome to go eat, but Noj put up with it. He was planning on cutting and dyeing his hair, but it could wait, though he was certain he knew where around at least half of those looks were coming from. Whatever. Deciding to refrain from ordering, seeing as Cellyn was going to buy out the food supply, he decided he'd just bum food from her, cause he knew she wouldn't eat it all. Despite recent activity, she didn't really seem active enough to be able to eat that much in a sitting while Noj...well, let's just say he can eat a lot. "We have been through quite a bit at this point together haven't we? And we've only known each other for a handful of days, not even really a week. Crazy." The scope of it was. They'd been together around four days, which was roughly half a week, yet they'd fought darkspawn, had encounters with Asha'man, Aes Sedai, assassins, and whatever else was gonna be thrown at them. It was, in short, kinda crazy. He was sure things would slow down, but by the Light, if every day of his life was as eventful as these past few, his poor heart would give out. And that was saying something.