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Character Name: Hall Vard

DM Handle: Liitha

RP Group: Warders

Place of Birth/Raising: Saldaean

Age: 18

Gender: Male

Height: 6 ft 2 in

Weight: 194

Eye Color: Blue

Hair Color: Dark Blonde


Special Features (Missing Limbs, Scars and such):


Weapon of Choice (Channelers automatically have the One Power as Primary):

No Dachi


Secondary Weapon: Single handed mace


Tertiary Weapon (if a non-channeler): Staff


First two preferences for Talents:


Character History


He was born the oldest son of a horse trainer, and such knew how to ride

almost before he could walk. His mother gave birth to two more boys and a

litle girl before dying in childbirth giving life to a sick litle creature

of a boy who died before the next day saw light. Hall was 8 at the time, his

brothers 6 and 5 while his sister was but a todler at 2. They all grew an

intrest in their fathers ocupation helping out with the buisnis, and as all

borderlands from an early age was thougth to weild a sword, and to use some

other weapons.


At 13 his city was visited by an Aes Sedai and he took an fasination in the

warder that followed her, the man was stout, silent and looked like a beast

traped in a body when you looked into his cold controled eyes.


He told his father he wanted to go to Tar Valon, his father and him agreed

he would stay and help out till he was 18 so that all his siblings had time

to grow up properly and have as good a shot of a proper future as he would

have if he signed in to train and become a warder.


As the years passed he grew into a popular teen, he never had troubles

finding girls to dance with at festiveties. The hard work with the horses

gave him a good stance and muscles. He had several sweethart through the

years, but though popular he was down to earth, and caring something he

learned both from working with the horses but not the least from caring for

his siblings.


When the day came that he was to leave his father did not only hold to the

deal but gave him the finest horse in the stable, one he himself had helped

train and name, wishing him luck and telling him to go make them all proud.

His brothers had saved up money and bougth him sadlegear, and his sister had

sewn him new clothes. It was with gratitude he left them wishing them the

best of luck and promising to write at least once a year.


Then he rode out of the city on his redbrown stalion named Son of Fire both

from the way its fur glistened in the sun and from the temperament.

They held good pace toward Tar Valon, and the day he saw the White Tower

rice in the horison with dragonmount behind he knew his life was about to

start all over.



NOTE: Great Name Ata!! *laughes*

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i did when i choose it and you reminded me 5 min after i had goten inside my apartment from returning from states (sorry was the reason i might have come off short but that long travel dont make the best chit chat companion lol)


recaled more as i goten more awake...cause Hall also big enough to handle it and i seen a pic, and figured could be interesting, and i guess just gutt feel it was the one fitting the char *s*

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