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Avatar: TheWhiteTower

Name: Felian Gelas

Race: Ebou Dari

Nickname: Lia

Age: 29

Priorities: One Power/Cloud Dancing

Weapon(s): Longbow and arrow, small dagger hidden on her person

Description: Felian-in appearance-is a typical Ebou Dari. She has dark brown hair which she continually keeps in a braid. Her eyes are also dark brown. She is 5'5". She does lots of traveling and long ago abandoned the slightly inhibiting clothing of her native land. Now, she tends to wear high necked Andoran dresses though from time to time, she will wear other styles. She attained the ageless face soon after being raised. Though not often seen, Felian has a lot of upper arm strength due to her working with the bow so often.

History: Felian was the daughter of a well known seamstress in Ebou Dar. From a young age, she was taught to sew and manage clothing, etc. Her father was a sailor on a trading ship and hence, not present often. One of her best friends was the son of a royal guard and from time to time, he would teach her how to use the bow. This fairly simple happiness continued and Felian had no reason to doubt it's end. Unfortunately, at 15, the ability to channel was discovered in her by a sister who was investigating reports of da'mane in an area. She had enough time to give a hasty, spluttering explanation to her friend before being taken away to the Tower. She spent 6 years as a novice and another 5 as Accepted. She is of average strength. She chose the Blue Ajah and went home to deliver the news, only to find that her mother had moved away to another place and none could tell her where. Now, Felian strives to make a name for herself and to make a difference in hopes of somehow finding a way to let her mother know her success. A side goal of hers is to find a Warder.

Rank: 4

((Very nice..this proves to be interesting.))

Hi, I'm new here, just checking the place out before making the character.

New Character

Avatar: Kakashi_Nakamura
Name: Kakashi Nakamura
Nickname: Kashi
Race: Human
Age: 20
Priorities: 3/4/5
Weapon(s): Kashi's primary weapon is a quarterstaff made from wood of excellant quality. The only other weapon that he has any proficiency in is the bow, but he uses that primarily for hunting.
Description: Standing six and a half feet tall, Kakashi is a well built man who almost looks like he would be best suited for farming. His hair is unusualy long for where he was raised. Hanging loosely near his shoulders it was a dark color that bordered on black. His eyes were sharp and dark green, set in a gentle face that while being handsome, wasnt so much so that women would forget themselves when he walked by.
History: Kakashi's original place of birth is unknown to him or to the man that took him in as a son. His father, Galan Nakamura found him when he was perhaps just over a year old, standing on the side of the road many miles south of Kandor. Even where he was found though has never explained his looks for he doesnt look like he would have been from Kandor. After Kakashi had been found, his father took him far to the south, to a town a little ways to the west of Whitebridge. There he learned, for the most part, how to farm and look after animals. His dream, however, has always been to go to Tar Valon and become a Warder. One of his earliest memories was when he passed through Tar Valon with his father, several days after he had been found. That memory includes a vision of the White Tower as well as a couple men that he now knew had likely been Warders. As soon as he had been old enough he began learning how to hand a quarterstaff as well as the longbow. Lucky enough for him, one of the older men in the town was well learned in the ways of staff combat. This mans name was Thomas Domnan. At the age of twenty Kakashi was finaly seen as being old enough to leave the town and make for himself his own life. He chose at once to head for Tar Valon. Many of the townsfolk disapproved, but he didn't care. He wanted to be a Warder, no matter the dangers associated with them.

New Character

Avatar: LacyLaneAlMeraia

Name: Lacy Al''Meraia

Race: Domani

Nickname: Lacy

Age: No one knows

Priorities: 1/2/4

Weapon(s): Daggers. The Power. Efficent in the use of throwing daggers. Deadly with battleweaves.

Description:

Hair: Knee lenght, white, straight with curls at end.

Eyes: Steely Gray. Tattoos surronding her eyes.

Height: 5''4"

Weight: 110 lbs. In good shape.

Description: Graceful with a slim and toned body that is curvy but not too much so that it over powers her petite frame. Steel gray eyes look out from a fan of long dark lashes and are surrounded by strange tattoos. The tattoos are swirls and whirls and have heart shapes in the corners of her eyes. A long scar runs down her slim arm. She received the scar as well as the startling white hair in the Dreamworld. Her white hair falls to her knees in a series of ringlets that starts at the small of her back. She usually wears pinks and black as well as greens though she has been known to wear crimson and other jewel colors as well as some pastels.



History:

Aes Sedai of the Green Ajah. Lacy is deadly with battleweaves which she has spent her whole life studying. Being raised as a noble in Arad Doman she is used to having men fall at her feet. The oldes of Aes Sedai can remember when she had black hair. Due to an accident in the Dream World, her hair is now a startling white long before it should be. Lacy has two Talents. Dreamwalking and Traveling.

Biography:

Slowly the sun rose over the spine of the world and spread its golden rays over the land. When the golden beams reached the pale shaft of the White Tower and shone into the Green Halls Lacy was sitting in a deep copper bathtub. With her feet propped on the edge of the tub, Lacy sighed and sank deeper into her water. Her long white hair was hung over the edge and trailed to the floor in a white waterfall and a pool on the ground. As her maid brushed her hair, Lacy continued looking through the tall glass doors that let out onto a balcony. The sunrise was something Lacy always enjoyed watching. Since the day she had been raised to the shawl and given these apartments she had watched the sunrise in this way. Sitting up to her neck in steaming water with white bubbles floating on the surface. As she lifted her leg so wash it the white bubbles clung like a second skin to her slim leg.

When Faei finished brushing and braiding her hair the maid left and Lacy was left with her thoughts. When alone her thoughts always seemed to stray to her first years at the Tower. She had given up her betrothed that she had thought she loved at one time to come to the Tower and become an Aes Sedai. She had given up friends who had not made it past the tests and made new friends who had been raised rank upon rank with her. One of those friends was Aifa. They had been novices and accepted together. They had been raised on the same night to the same Ajah and had fought for the same causes for over twenty years. Now Aifa was once again something she had been. The Mistress of Novices. Lacy herself had been the Mistress of Novices for over ten years. She had been given the position so that she could prepare the novices for the Last Battle that seemed to be on the White Tower’s back door step. The feeling was upon everyone in the Tower. She had also been given the job because when she herself was a novice and Accepted she had pulled every prank in the book and knew every one that had been pulled whether or not she was involved. She had been extremely good at her job in catching novices and spoiling their pranks.

Spirited. That was what she had been told when she had been relieved of her office as the Mistress of Novices. She was too spirited for the position. She believed in living her life to the fullest. She might regret doing some things in her life but no one could say that she had not done something. Not when the opportunity had expressed itself. Slipping her leg back into the steamy water Lacy once again thought about her rein as the Mistress of Novice and thought that she had done a good job. Of course she had made mistakes or done things differently but she did not regret the things she had done. Sighing as the hot water soaked all of the frustrations from her toned but petite body, Lacy watched the steam start to fog up the windows and block her view of Dragonmount.

Rising from the tub as the steam fogged up the windows, Lacy grabbed a large towel to dry off. Soon she was dry and in a thin robe of deep pink linen. Black roses were embroidered down the sleeves and around the hem as well as the neck. Worked in with the roses were thick long thorns. Faei had a nice hand with the needle. Much better than she could do herself. Taking a cup of tea from the table, Lacy walked out onto her balcony and looked down into the Gardens. The Training yards were just visible at the corner of her quarters. The day was starting already and novices as well as Accepted were busy getting to classes. The Warders stalked through the Training Yards with a deadly grace much like that of a half tamed wolf. They had tamed death and carried it in their pocket to loose on who ever they deemed deserved it. Their students tried to imitate them. Lacy smiled a small smile. She might no longer be the Mistress of Novices but she was still a Green Sister and she had plenty to see to. Slowly she sipped on her tea. Her mood was better already.
(Taken from another place where Lacy is RPed.)

Read my journal for all bios Lacy has had.

NEW CHARACTER!

Avatar: Jaconis
Name: Jakelle Sarot (sa-row)
Race: Tairen
Nickname: Jake
Age: 21
Priorities: 1:2:N/A
Weapon(s): a large dagger.
Description:
eyes: she has calm blue eyes, slightly wide, almost as if she is surprised at all times.

hair: rich auburn hair, wich is cut short, at about 1 1/2 inches, it lightly lines her face, giving her a boyish look.

face: she has a slightly square and masculine face, minus facial hair. she has thin lips and a small slightly pointed nose, she has average sized eyebrows, though they break at one point, and continue, almost as if it jumped over a scar.

clothing: she wears male clothing, the stuff that Tairen commoners wear, baggy breeches and a long coat that flairs a the bottom, The breaches are a dark brown in colour, and a beigy tan colour at the top, the neck and shoulders protected by black leather. the cuffs on the sleeves also covered in leather. Her sash is a dark brown in colour, tied at the side, she also wears a leatehr belt for her dagger. her outfit would fit anywhere in the Maule.

jewelry:none other then what the tower provides.

History: Born into a small noble house in Tear. She grew up learning everything a lady would need to rule the country, even if she didn't act like a lady. She took up the commoners clothing, finding it much relaxing and protective. Many a time she almost lost her place, not because of the male clothing; because she wore commoners clothing. Though many times her mother tried to get her to wear dresses, she just refused to look like what everyone else wanted her to. Wen discovered that she could channel, They put her on a ship, in whatever she was wearing, and her horse. eventualy she made it to the white tower, and hence her life as a companion of the white tower, with many years ahead of her.

((this char is not based on min in any way, other then the clothing, she won't do anything else similar. for a visual of what her clothing looks like: http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/Katar_the_dark/File0048.jpg just brown and beige))

I'd love to read them. And believe me, length is no problem. I like reading.