Nirur Torir, lept out of her seat, "Stop calling me that!" she roared, her emotional tone warring against the displayed outward calm of her face.
CobaltKobold, own voice stood in direct contrast, "but the manorisms, the tone, the reactions. There's no other solution, you are.."
"Stop it! I'm not, I swear it!"
Errol had a thoughtful expression during the exchange. She finished CobaltKobold's statement for her, "..you are Black Ajah."
A glow surrounded Errol and CobaltKobold-the sign that they are using the One Power-and quickly, two flows of spirit formed a Shield, sending it at Nirur Torir as soon as it was complete. The other woman, however, started glowing as well, and whips of the Power were sent out, breaking up the Shields: the rebound of the breaks struck back at Errol and CobaltKobold, sending the two staggering back to the wall. Others had noticed and quickly joined against Nirur Torir. Air to bind and Spirit to Shield were stopped before they could strike home while the defender stepped back telling everyone that she will not be taken.
Suddenly, a flow of Spirit, much more powerful than the others struck Nirur Torir. The flow was similar to the Shield but...sharper, like the difference between a block of metal and a knife edge. Nirur Torir struck at the flow, but was repelled. Before she could try again, the flow reached her, sliding between her and the Power like a knife in truth.
Nirur Torir stared past the other women. Her face lost the calm exterior-a calmness that took decades to fully master, to be there no matter what she truly felt. Instead, shock gave way to panic and was soon replaced by sheer terror. Soon, she was screaming, the entire world forgotten, even after the others reached her. It would be a long time before she would stop.
It took no time for the others to realize what had happened: the knife-like flow of spirit was not to Shield but to Still... to cut a woman-permanently-from the One Power. Nirur Torir would never be able to use the Power again, no matter what was tried for her or what she did for herself. To Aes Sedai, it was like a death sentence. It is not just losing a power you grew to rely on. Every woman that was Stilled simply gave up the desire to live afterwards: none survived more than a few depressing years.
It was unclear who actually Stilled Nirur Torir. However, it was clear that whoever did was one of the Black Ajah who decided to strike when she knew she had the chance. That makes Nirur Torir another death of this madness.
Death in all but truth. Afterwards, she left to her room. She would not come out again until she died, not long afterwards.
Nirur Torir, Townie, has been lynched.
(sidenote: meh, there's no Gray coloring)
It is now Night. Night Roles, send me your choices.