Lan Mandragoran
The Unyielding Stone of Malkier
I carry Malkier on my shoulders and death in my blade.
They say I'm the last of Malkier, a stone that never breaks—but even stone wears down. I walk the edge of the world, blade ready, heart burdened. Moiraine holds my bond, and I hold the line against the Shadow. Some call me legend. I call it duty.
What I'm Into: the scent of winter steel, silent campfires, watching the Blight, Moiraine's quiet strength, Nynaeve's fire
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