Born in the Aiel Waste I was raised by my mother. My father had died in a battle weeks after I was born. When the Car'a'carn came to the Three-fold land I was just old enough to carry a spear. I followed him out of the Waste and into the treekillers country. After Rand established the 'school' he had all the Aiel that wanted testing tested. I was tested because I thought that If I wasn't I might likely die if I can channel and not wield it properly. I was found to have great strength. I had power that could very well match or maybe surpass the Car'a'can. I traveled to the school to learn. I was raised in rank quickly achieving Asha'man only weeks later. When they tried to teach me the sword I refused. I was Aiel. I knew the spear. I began teaching the student that wanted the spear. But, Alas that wasn't enough. By the end of the camp the could easily beat the M'Hael. Yet, even that was too easy. I wanted to learn more. Since there was no one to teach me I attached myself to Rand. Everyday he taught me something that wasn't taught by the M'Hael. I learned forms of healing from one of Rand personel channelers. I was very adapt at it. I then chose to free myself of Rand and strike out on my own. I did. I went to Salidar as a spy ambassador for Rand. That didn't work. So I decided to advance the training of the spear I had. I began training as a Warder. Soon I found a Aes Sedai in need of some protection. Joslyn and I bonded and we have become friends. I support the way the rebel Hall is leaning. I have pledged and oath to never quit until the unlawful Amyrilian Seat is desposed and stilled. If I have to I will do it myself. Thus is my story. Thus does the real story begin.
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