Adjunct Lorn

"The captain threw her a look. If she felt his gaze, she gave no indication. Her eyes remained on the road ahead; she rolled easily in the saddle, the scabbarded longsword hitched high under her left arm - ready for mounted battle. Her hair was either cut short or drawn up under her helm. Her figure was lithe enough, the captain mused."

(GOTM, UK mmpb p.20)

"She fought the urge to speak to them as she passed, to offer whatever comforting words she could. Such gifts were not hers to give, however, nor had they ever been. In this she was much the same as the Empress."

(GOTM, mmpb p.22)

"He watched her as she removed her helmet and shook out her long, auburn hair. It was wet and stringy with sweat."

(GOTM, UK mmpb p.27)

"She placed her helmet back on and cinched tight the strap under her chin. Her long hair dangled in tattered ropes down over her Imperial cape."

(GotM, UK mmpb p.28)

"'I'm not one for modesty,' the Adjunct said. 'Enter and close the door behind you.' (...) Faded tapestries lined the walls. Ragged furs covered the stone tiles of the floor. The furniture - what little there was - was old, Napan in style and thus artless. (...) Her hair shimmered in the red light."

(GOTM, mmpb p.43)

"But this was the Adjunct to the Empress, Laseen's personal servant, an extension of her Imperial will."

(GotM, p20 UK MMPB)

"'I am anathema to sorcery. That means, Lieutenant, that, even though I’m not a practitioner, I have a relationship with magic. Of sorts. We know each other, if you will. I know the patterns of sorcery, and I know the patterns of the minds that use it.'"

(GotM, UK Trade p.22, UK mmpb p.28)

"Sorcery doesn’t work on me... It hasn’t in a long time."

(GotM, UK Trade p.210)