Amanda

Several years had come and gone since the last image of the brunette appeared in his dreams, with her radiating golden hue, yet unfamiliar blurred out features. Who she was and why she appeared in the deep shades of sleep eluded. It would be assumed she was his Mother. Any memory he had of her was lost in his infancy. Any time throughout his life the figure adorned in golden rays appeared, she shone with a warm, consoling and loving light that touched the heart of the deep sleeper. Her face was always an eluding curiosity and a constant fleeting hope. 

Taliom found himself walking towards the West Gate, when he spot Shimmer, Amanda's mare, next to the stairs of the market. He walked upstairs, and didn't took him too long to figure out she probably was at the Scholar's Hall, because he saw her there just a few days ago. When he entered, Kris was walking to the door, leaving, silent as a ghost. He didn't say a word to Taliom, he simply left. Taliom walked more into the hall, just to find Amanda and her dog Bailey. 
 

 Taliom: "What happened?"

Amanda sat in Adso's Camp, quietly playing with a stick.

"Pretty far from Bree..." Kristophor remarked