FL Bio for Aos der'Kelman - CCed on behalf of BT

[Winter Mist]

Basic Information

Handle : Tigara

Character Count : 3

Contact : tigara@look.ca

 

Character Information

Name: Aos der'Kelman

Age: 25

Nationality: Ghealdanin

 

Weapon of Choice: Chinese style halberd (Spear with a curved blade on the end of it)

 

Appearance

Hair: Dark, feathery hair down to shoulders.

Eyes: Brown

Skin: Tanned from lots of time outside.

Height: 6'1"

Weight: 195

 

Optional

Special Skills: A moderate control of saidin. (Low skill level, average strength.)

Physical Weakness: Mute

 

 

Personality

 

 

 

Aos is a quiet type, as one would imagine with having a misformed larynx. He is very passionate, but only when driven by money. Because of that, he is very greedy. He tends to be antisocial, only communicating when making a deal, which is done by writing. Being unable to speak, he quickly became very literate, so as to be able to communicate effectively. He is an intelligent gent, but not very polite.

 

 

 

History

 

 

 

Aos was born in a large village just south of Jehannah to Avery and Madeline der'Kelman. His father was a fletcher, his mother was the Wisdom of the village, and Aos was born unable to speak. His parents worried he was a retard, but as he aged, he showed considerable academic skill. So they just assumed he was a mute. He lived a lonely childhood. The other children didn't wasn't to play with him because he couldn't talk. So he played by himself mostly, with a brother or sister, occasionally. He has four brothers, two are older and two are younger, and then two younger sisters.

 

 

 

There was celebration going on in Jehannah when Aos was about 8. The Queen's daughter was engaged, so a festival was being held, with all invited. Aos and his whole family went to join. To honor the celebration, the Queen's advisor, an Aes Sedai of the Yellow Ajah, was offering Healing. His mother took Aos to see her. The Yellow took Aos' head in her hands, removed her hands, and simply told his mother that she could not Heal what was wrong. His larynx was naturally formed wrong. That told Aos that he had no hope of ever speaking. But while he was in Jehannah, something caught his eye.

 

 

 

The palace guards inspired him. He saw how they watched for danger and how they used their weapons like an extension of their arm. He wanted to be a soldier. During his spare time at home, he would go into the woods and practice swinging with his sword he fashioned out of a large oak branch. A retired soldier noticed him, and saw fire in his eyes. He took Aos under his wing and taught him to fight, at first with swords, but then Aos took to a unique style of halberd. It was like a curved sword on the end of a spear. He liked it better, so that was what he learned. It was during his training with the veteran that he was taught The Flame and The Void,

 

 

 

Once he was old enough, he tried signing up for the army, but they wouldn't take him because of his disability. He became angry, so he ran off from Ghealdan. He knew little more, so he found work guarding merchants. But it didn't pay well, so he began looking for high paying jobs. He grew skilled with his weapon, so he began being asked to do jobs. There was little he wouldn't do, or at least try, so he sometimes got into trouble. But he was gaining fame in the Andor/Murandy area.

 

 

 

He spent time off in taverns, sitting in the back corner, reading or smoking his pipe. Yet, other times, he would sit there, in the trancelike state, which is known as the Flame and the Void. It helped him concentrate on the fighting, and helped calm himself after a long day. But when he was about 19, he started to see a light out of the corner of his eye when he was in the Void. It wasn't always there, but often. He ignored it at first, but then he grew curious. He finally gave in and "reached for it", if that's what he did could be called. Suddenly, he was filled with life. His hearing, sight, and feeling was all much stronger, and they were stronger than most other people's in the first place. But there was also a sickening film that he could feel. Could this be the dreaded saidin? He quickly suppressed it and retired to his bed.

 

 

 

But he longed for the feeling it gave him, the feeling of really being alive. He wandered his way deep into the woods near Aringill, and there he practiced. He could easily take hold of it now, and he had figured out how to do some of the weaves. He could do a decent bit with air, and could easily make fireballs and lights, but anything else was usually random. After he got a stable basis with this new power of his, he didn't use it often, unless in an emergency. He didn't want to go mad from the taint.

 

 

 

Just within the last year or two, he started hearing rumors about a place where men who could channel were being taught, just like the White Tower. He had heard it called the Black Tower. He would have liked to receive a bit of teaching, but he had no interest in being part of a group. He didn't like people. So he kept on doing what he knew best, being a mercenary.

[Tigara]

*poke*

[Raeyn]

 

Now, reading up on the larynx, I'm going to have to question its inclusion, in that the lack would mean breathing would be very difficult.. too difficult to manage a pipe, I would think.

 

Refer to here:

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Larynx#Muscles_associated_with_the_larynx

 

And see if you can make some tweaks :)

[Tigara]

A misformed larynx perhaps? Enough to eliminate any speech, but allow breathing.

[Raeyn]

 

That would probably be just perfect, sweetie.

 

CC'd on behalf of the BT pending that change; Lara or Coren - lock and change the header once that little bit is fixed.

 

<3

[Tigara]

I edited it....I'm super sneaky. ;D