Toh
A tall, blond, slender Riran lighteyes with a clipped Western accent that the Blackthorn finds silly — wide-eyed about Alethi highstorms and Soulcasters and the Shards concentrated in Vorin kingdoms. A man without a home, run east as far from his kinsmen as he can get, with one piece left to play: the Plate he stole out of Rira. Wants assurances before he hands it over. SA:OB:Ch 19
Events
- SA:OB:Ch 19 Sits with the Kholin high table making polite Alethi-tactics inquiries until Dalinar strolls out into the highstorm for a knife, comes back drenched, and gives an unseen thunderclast the equivalent of a rude gesture; bows out across the hall to refresh his drink, pale even for a Westerner.
- SA:OB:Ch 49 Cracks the back door of the wrestling den open in ill-fitting Alethi clothes, his wide-eyed innocence unmistakable, to deliver the news himself: Evi's child is coming, early but well.
Backreferences
- summarySA:OB:Ch 19
- factEvi
- factEvi
- factShockspren
- summarySA:OB:Ch 24
- summarySA:OB:Ch 26
- summarySA:OB:Ch 49