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Posted: Wed Dec 17, 2008 1:59 pm
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Posted: Wed Dec 17, 2008 3:55 pm
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Name: Cirithil Luinmir Age: 25 Position: Second in Command of the Warders, Blademaster Apperence: Cirithil has sharp, blue-grey eyes, fairly long black hair, and a scar on his right eye. He ties his hair back with a leather cord, and wears mostly black. His clothes are cut simply, but are of a fine quality. He carries two swords with him at all times. One is long enough to be used two handed, but light enough for one hand, and the other is a short sword. Both are curved, and look much like Japanese swords, though with western hand-guards of elaborate, exotic design. He calls them Mormir and Silmir. Over his white shirt, he wears a knee-length, sleeveless, scale hauberk reinforced with plates over the chest. He always wears either bracers or vambraces. His cloak was much like his clothes, simple cut, but of a fine material, but now he wears the Warder's fancloth cloak. His pants are far looser in the legs, though tucked into boots. His coat breaks away from the rest of his clothes. The black coat has gold trim, and is of a noble cut. He has a rather small build for a Warder, but despite that, he is quite strong. He also has slightly softer features than other Warders. Likes: Wind, stars, moon, arts Dislikes: storms, broken art supplies, people who act dishonorably About: Cirithil is a wanderer. He is the heir to House Indreluinmir, a major Sheinaran house. Despite that, he is humble, and rarely acts as a noble. His grandfather was Aiel, but the rest of his family are Sheniaran. He has traveled much of the world, including the Aiel Wastes. He is carefree when around friends, but usually he is stern and quiet. He has a noble heart and spririt. He dislikes formality among friends, but will go to great lengths to show humility when around those of higher rank. He is skilled with his swords, but trained himself to use them. He had defeated many Aiel while in the Spine of the World. He also had practiced against many warders in the past. He was taught to use the spear by the Aiel, and also learned to use a longbow in Manetheran. Like the Dragon, he has the spark. Unlike Rand, however, it has never progressed, and only assists, as it did Rand early when he used his father's sword. The way the Power affects Cirthil only enhances the abilities that he, as a Warder, works to master. His senses, swordplay, and wildernes skills are the only things affected normally, but when he is angry, he sometimes manages to use Fire to some extent, but not to the point of throwing around fireballs. They tried to recruit him at the Black Tower, but he declined, saying his role was to serve those with greater ability. He has a tendancy to call things by their old names, before the Dragon was Reborn. As he was greatly skilled in combat and other knowlege that the Warders use, he flew through the training. The hauberk and Silmir's blade and hand-guard were both made using the One Power long ago. Though Silmir's handle has been replaced countess times, the blade and hand-guard are still in pristine shape. A tiny weave of air surrounds each scale of the hauberk, preventing them from hitting together and making the noise most mail does. He is of Aiel blood, though just barely. He hunted alongside the Taardad more than once. His friends used to always say, "You're to chivalrous for your own good." That has happened while he tries to help out others. He defeated his father, a blademaster, but the victory was contested, as some felt that his father had allowed him to win. During his stay in Tar Valon though, he defeated an Arafellin Blademaster, without any arguement from the onlookers, thus becoming a Blademaster himself. His sigil is a silver wing-hilted sword, point down, with a silver moon behind it, tips upward. Cirithil, drawn
Recruited: Silwaniar, Apollo tha Prophet
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Posted: Wed Dec 17, 2008 6:46 pm
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Posted: Wed Dec 17, 2008 6:48 pm
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Posted: Wed Dec 17, 2008 7:17 pm
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Name: Called Cassi, full name is Cassideria Lemmings Age: 16 Rank: Novice, and hopes to get into the Blue Ajah Appearance: Light hair, tanned skin, brilliant blue eyes, small cute smile, perfect nails, tattoos on her arms, legs and chest. Like: Water, singing, boating Dislikes: Horse-ridding, arrogant boys About: Cassi was raised among the sea-folk. Her parents left her on the shore near a sea-folk harbor as soon as they found out they could channel the One Power. They knew the Sea-folk had people that could channel and hoped they would take her. When she was little she accidentally used the power in a strange way and ended up turning her hair a light color. She never figured out how to change it back, but among her adopted family looks didn't matter so much. When she was old enough she decided she wanted to train at the White Tower.
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Posted: Wed Dec 17, 2008 10:07 pm
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Name: Aradoa Viloxia (Pronounced Air-a-doe-a Ve-lock-z-a) Age: 20 years old Position: Accepted From: Ebou Dar Likes: Horseback riding, swimming, reading, dueling. Dislikes: Chores, cooking, sewing, clerical work.
About: Aradoa was born with the spark in her, and has channeled a few times unknowingly. The Aes Sedai bringing her to the White Tower tried to teach her the basics, but it appears that Aradoa has developed a block that is preventing her from freely surrendering to the One Power. Quite the dreamer, Aradoa spent many days sitting under a tree on top of her favorite hill daydreaming about many things. Often times her favorite book Hearts of Flame was not far until the Aes Sedai escorting her to the White Tower took it away, claiming that such romantic tales are not "appropriate reading."Aradoa's haircut is the result of a bet she lost to her friend. She has dreamt of becoming an Aes Sedai before she knew she could channel, and is determined to join the Green Ajah and have fifteen warders. Though quite the prankster, Aradoa has a good heart and strong will and takes the word "loyal" seriously.
Appearance: tall, dark brown hair, dark brown eyes, ample bosom, mischievous smile, long nails, Novice White dress
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Posted: Fri Dec 19, 2008 7:16 am
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vagrant branwen Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Dec 19, 2008 3:55 pm
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Name: Kail Dougal
Age: 19
Position: Youngling
From: Manetheren
Apperance: Tall, white hair, gray eyes, pale skin, fairly muscular.
Likes: Reading, playing trumpet, singing, acting, sword-practice, drawing, rain, and eating.
Dislikes: Vegtables, bullies, arragant fools, and people who abuse books and women.
About: Kail hails from the small territory of SPOILER.....SORT OF Manetheren, in the Mountains of Mist, that was rebuilt out of the Two Rivers by Perrin t'Bashere Aybarra and Matrim Cauthon a long time ago. His father was a soldier in the Band of The Red Hand and taught him not to kill himself with a sword. He is no bladesmaster, like his father, but aspires to become so. He went off to become a warder, hoping it would aid him in his dream. He is quiet (sort of) and always has his nose in a book. He wears (normally) strange clothing: a black coat, a red garter with lace frills on his right arm as an armband, and the cut-off hood of a cloak that has been signed (well, stitched) by friends he never mentions but always thinks about.
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Posted: Fri Dec 19, 2008 4:07 pm
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Name: Toram Eldin
Age: 23
Position: Soldier of the Black Tower
From: Four Kings in Andor
Apperance: Toram is fairly tall, about 6'3'', of average build, not muscular and not fat, he has long brown hair he keeps tied at the base of his neck, with full lips and a strong face.
Likes: Toram likes quiet, reading, training, and being with friends.
Dislikes: He hates when women are mistreated, people that can't be trusted, and baraggarts.
About: Toram lived with his mother and father in Four kings where they ran an Inn. Tired of being an innkeepers son he headed off to join the Black Tower looking for excitement. And he found it.
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Posted: Mon Dec 22, 2008 8:43 pm
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Name: Falkonin Vatal Age: 22 Position: Soldier of the Black Tower, formerly a member of the Nine Valleys Sept of the Taardad Aiel clan. He was also a member of the Far Aldazar Din (Brother of the Eagle) warrior society. Appearance: Falkonins eyes are a deep green and his hair is a long dark black that was dreaded after he had encountered the style on a man from one of the seafolk vessels docked in a village he had stopped in. He had always worn the simple cadin'sor of his people. His body is very muscular, and his body contains many scars from the fights amongst the clans. Likes: Reading, writing, fighting, drinking Dislikes: Boasting/ cocky attitudes, cheaters, liars, wasting water About: Falkonin had always noticed that small things seemed to go his way as he was growing up but he had never paid attention to it until the day where someone trying to sneak up on him became quite surprised when their clothes erupted in flames. Though he couldn't prove it, Falkonin knew that he had done something to cause that, and that night he packed his bags and crossed the Spine of the World to head towards the Black Tower, making a few stops to see the world on the way. Even after arriving at the Black Tower he refused to pick up a blade, stating that it was against his ways, but his marksmanship was unmatched by all but the best and most experienced, and his skills with a lightweight cuendillar staff that had been handed down through his family was unmatched by everyone he had come across.
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Posted: Tue Dec 23, 2008 8:53 pm
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vagrant branwen Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Dec 28, 2008 1:06 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 28, 2008 6:12 pm
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Fantasmalogical Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Jan 11, 2009 7:14 pm
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Name: Raale Renaldre Age: 27 Position: soldier Apperence: Raale is tall, with dark hair and blue eyes. He wears his hair in a single braid. He wears well-made, fine clothes, though nothing that would belong in a noble house. His coat has bells on the lapels, and so do his turned-down boots. He wears primarily dark reds, with gold embroidery. He carries two swords on his back, a custom he still has not set aside. He has strong features, but hids the right side of his face behind his hair. He has scarring there from fire. Likes: Sun, clear days, good food. Dislikes: Cirithil Luinmir, arrogance, pride, dishonor. About: Raale is a warrior from Arafel. Like his enemy Cirithil, he calls things by their old names. He has considerable skill in both swordsmanship and the One Power. He flew through the ranks of the Arafellin armies, but soon went to the Black Tower to further his skills. During one fight against the Blight, he fought alongside Cirithil. Cirithil momentarily exhibited his slight ability in the One Power, and burned not only a trolloc, but also Raale's face. The man did not notice, and continued his battle. Raale and Cirithil had several other encounters, all of which furthered Raale's hatred towards the Sheinaran.
(Temporary character, until the Black Tower is more active.)
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