Bornhald

Floating in emptiness, he drew his sword from the scabbard Bornhald proffered, and the slightly curved blade became a part of him.

Knife of Dreams Jordan, Robert, 1948- 2005

"Keep an eye on them, " he told Bornhald, nodding toward the Questioners clustered on their horses near the gate.

Knife of Dreams Jordan, Robert, 1948- 2005

Byar was far from likable, and he himself seemed to like no one save young Bornhald.

Knife of Dreams Jordan, Robert, 1948- 2005

"That's right, " young Bornhald muttered, scrubbing a gauntleted hand across his mouth.

Knife of Dreams Jordan, Robert, 1948- 2005

By the time he reached young Bornhald, he had achieved what Gareth and Henre had called the oneness.

Knife of Dreams Jordan, Robert, 1948- 2005

Bornhald preferred the taunting Lugarder voice to the slightly oily, barely veiled contempt in this one.

The Shadow Rising Jordan, Robert, 1948- 1992

Bornhald glanced distastefully toward a much smaller collection of tents apart from the rest.

The Shadow Rising Jordan, Robert, 1948- 1992

He could hardly credit Byar's tale's of the man running with wolves, but Byar was clear enough that Aybara had led Bornhald's father into a Darkfriend trap, led Geofram Bornhald to his death on Toman Head at the hands of the Seanchan Darkfriends and their Aes Sedai allies.

The Shadow Rising Jordan, Robert, 1948- 1992

Bornhald held his anger until he was inside his tent, flap lowered, then swept maps and writing case from his camp table with a snarl.,

The Shadow Rising Jordan, Robert, 1948- 1992

Bornhald was not a Questioner, and he did not like to use their methods.

The Shadow Rising Jordan, Robert, 1948- 1992