I can't really say when I was born, since I have no idea when this White Tower was formed. I'm in my twenties, and am the second female warder. To immediately skip to that part about how I got bonded, click hurra. For the really, really (but not really) brief stats about me, click thurra.
I was born in Kandori, the daughter of a weaver and a former Kandori Outrider, now a cooper. We lived more or less in peace, as far as that goes in the Borderlands. My father enjoyed teaching his skills, little used now in his adopted profession. I learned quickly and well. My mother soon despaired of teaching me ladylike pasttimes like embroidery (eck) and fine speaking (even worse than embroidery). Oh, well. Everything was going hunky-dory until the surprise Trolloc raid. We must've been betrayed, since Aychar (the city where we lived) had an unending watch of the Blight. My family was killed in their sleep. I was captured to fill the Trollocs' cookpots on the trip back to the Blight. Luckily, I escaped in the ensuing skirmish between them and their pursuers, the Outriders. The only artifact of my past life that I had managed to keep was my father's sword. I vowed to stalk my revenge on the Blasted Ones, as well as find out who betrayed the watch. The best way to do so, it seemed, was to join those bent on defeating the Dark One. The Whitecloaks were out of the question; I have my doubts about their true purpose today. That left the White Tower.
Traveling there, I learned I could not channel. I decided to train as a Warder, despite protests by the Aes Sedai. The other Warders didn't complain; as soon as they saw me in action they began my training immediately. They are my surrogate family now, the brothers I never had, for I have no one left. I continued to hone my skills until I met Ariakas. Now, that was interesting...
I first saw Ariakas when she was "training" (fighting) with another Warder. She's definitely... proficient with weapons, to say the least. She was the only Aes Sedai who could probably handle the Blight with one hand. I thought that she and I could get along well. And I liked her style. (Ariakas:"Why? WHY do you want to Bond me!? *An Accepted just ran screaming down the hallway*") Of course, I have a healthy respect for her abilities. Frankly, the thought of actually asking her to Bond me almost made me curl up in a fetal position. That's scary, ya know.
Later on, when I actually convinced myself to ask her about this matter, I was more nervous about how she would respond rather that what she said, if you know what I mean. I..uh...might have been able to hold my own against a physical assault, but seeing how she can make people's heads explode, it really wouldn't matter all that much. After discussing with me how much sheer terror I would have to go up against concerning her and those against her (Ariakas:"The choice is yours, if you value your life and wish to keep it and your mind and live to a ripe old age, with lots of children, I suggest you leave now"), it didn't change my mind. She tested me, and I passed. It got worse, though...
General: I have darkish skin (I wonder if darkish is a word?) and a rather rangy build; face is more round than narrow, though. Very agile. I wear traditional Kandori bells in my hair, but braid my hair rather than keeping it loose (flyaways are not good when it's you against a fist of Trollocs). My favorite weapon is a longsword, preferably of the Saldean variety, and I wear it over my right shoulder. Proficient with other weapons as well. I normally wear pants (thank the Light!) and a baggy shirt. I have the appearance of being frail, but am stronger than at first glance. To go back to the top, click here.
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