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  1. Your Handle: Sherper Character Information Name (first and last) of this character: Luka Talkend Age of this character: 18 Name of country where this character is from: Andor Appearance Hair: Light brown mixed with gold. Eyes: Hazelnut Brown. Skin: Tanned. Height: 5'9 " Voice: Soft and placid, prefers not to raise his voice. Evident Andorian accent. Optional Skills and former training: -Minor weapons training before going to the tower. -Nobility education. -Familiarity of the saddle. Personality Good natured is the best word to describe Luka. A likeable fellow to be aro
  2. Character’s name: Jokun Smills "Eldurian Darkrender" DM Handle: Eldurian Age (must be 16 - 21): 21 Place of Origin: Northern Andor Appearance: Eldurian is a towering figure at 6'7" and over 300 lbs. He has light brown hair and a slightly reddish beard that are generally trimmed short once a month. Like most Andorans, he is fair of skin. Personality: Eldurian is slow to anger and quick to laugh. Those who know him best also know he is a man of deep passions and a powerful sense of morality. He has a burning desire to make the world a better place, and is incredibly loyal to friends who
  3. Coraman tensed slightly as Loraine and Kynwric boarded the ship. She cursed inwardly but knew that it was probably for the best. Forced quarters with an Aes Sedai for a period of time just may be what she needed to get over her fear. She figured that the others had a suspicion but once the sails were hoisted and the Aes Sedai came on deck, they would all pretty much figure it out. Her thoughts got distracted as she watched Edana head towards the entryway heading towards the cabins. The woman grinned and motioned her over, Coraman went out of curiosity and her eyes nearly fell out of their
  4. ooc: I'm back! ic: Coraman groaned as she rose out of bed, a small headache pounding behind her eyes. Bloody mead, she wasn't accustomed to drinking at all and now she was paying the price. She smiled as she remembered the previous day and the time spent with Edana and decided that the headache was well worth the price. She gathered her belongings and headed down to the kitchens, grabbing a bite to eat as well as a few provisions. The cook mentioned that her friend had already departed, Cora nodded as she stuffed the last bit of bread in her mouth. The cook also prepared a bitter tea t
  5. Kilrin stepped through the tavern door, her narrowed eyes seeking out those responsible for the damage. Her hip ached from the quick walk after her lieutenant had informed her of a trainee, two tower guards, and a warder involved in a tavern brawl. Usually, the city guard was well capable of handling such incidents but in this case, the damage was extensive. Her assessment of the scene before her confirmed the lieutenant's report. "What the bloody hell is going on here?!" Heads turned towards her and she identified each culprit, not surprised in the slightest except for Kynwric.
  6. Kilrin let out a laugh. "That's all? You don't want to bind one arm behind my back or anything like that?" It's been too long since she'd had such a clean and technical spar, these days she fought dirty just like any other warrior especially with her hip the way it was. Trollocs and Fades care nothing for a beautiful dance of steel done perfectly the way it should be done. "Terms accepted." She finished off her drink and rose from her chair. "I'll be seeing you tomorrow at high noon then."
  7. ooc: brief description of the movements here ic: Coraman nodded at Tywin's choice and unsheathed her own lathe; typically she'd use both of her swords but for this training session, it was important not to overwhelm the student. "So, using your weapon is just a small part of swordmanship. Your feet work and coordination both are important." She moved to stand beside Tywin, slightly ahead of him. "First, the foot work." She did the advance, retreat, and crossover moves, calling out each motion its name. "Let's do each one slowly first. Advance, move your feet without moving the rest of
  8. Kilrin jotted down the information in her enrollment book, nodding. "I'll send a note to the stable master regardless to make sure he's aware of your horse. When you have free time, meet up with him to discuss any special requirements." She stood up and gestured towards the door. "Come with me. Before I can assign your rank, we need to evaluate your sword skills." She grabbed her lathe by the door and stepped out of her office, glancing behind her to ensure Lewin was following. She lead him to a small sparring ring that she or one of her Guards used for these evaluations. Settling in a def
  9. A thief. Kilrin could scarcely believe it. She released Tywin and glared at him. Typically, thieves were dishonorably discharged from the Yards and escorted out of Tar Valon but their ranks were so thin. She couldn't afford to lose any more guards, especially after the reports she was receiving about Tywin's training progress. This one was actually promising but she couldn't risk any festering distrust from Aes Sedai either. "Explain yourself, Tywin. Tell me why I shouldn't throw you out of my yards for stealing from an Aes Sedai and attacking her." That wouldn't be enough, of course. He
  10. Kilrin finally looked up and assessed the boy in front of her desk. Like all men and women seeking to enlist with the guards, he was nervous. Am I that frightening? She almost smirked at the thought but kept her face cool. His long braids with bells marked his heritage. A borderlander, she was in dire need of more of these warriors because they already had some sort of training which allowed them to progress through the guard ranks much faster. "Peace favor your sword, Lewin Kell." She gave him a nod of respect. "Those from the borderlands are always welcome. At ease." Lewin visibly relaxe
  11. Kilrin smiled and rose from her chair. Visar moved to do the same but she motioned for him to remain seated. "I always favored discussing the terms of a spar over a glass of oosquai." The look on Visar's face was priceless and she chuckled. She poured a healthy dosage in two glasses and returned to the chair, offering him a glass. "Let's do this tomorrow when the sun is at its highest, for all to see. I'll let you choose the conditions, whatever you think would give you the greater advantage." She chuckled again as she took a sip of the potent liquor.
  12. Coraman came out of her stretch slowly just as Tywin stepped up to her. "Have a good break?" She smirked, she knew all too well what trainees and guards liked to do on their off days. "Come, let's get started on basic movements." They headed towards the lathe rack and she motioned towards the different sizes and shapes, "Pick whatever feels right for you. We'll switch them out if you realize it's not working and once you find it, we'll head to the armory later to get you stocked with weapons." ooc: I know you wanted to do short blades, go ahead and pick out a lathe fitting the size and wei
  13. ooc: not a problem, you're doing good. We'll wrap this up, I'll make a new thread to go over some basic movements and some sword forms. You can use what you learn there for your knife fight with Visar ;) ic: Coraman grinned at Tywin and slapped him on the back, "Not too bad at all! You've worked pretty hard this past month and I can see the lesson of strength is ingrained by now." A couple of the older guards had remarked how hard the trainee worked at this course, it was definitely the making of someone to reckon with. "Come, let's go get a drink in town. You've deserve a good break,
  14. Kilrin scanned the document before her, it was a report from one of her commanders responsible for the east wall and apparently, there were a few deserters in the past week and he was requesting for a fresh supply of guards. She let out a sigh and scribbled her response when a knock resounded through her office. "Enter!" She folded the parchment and rolled the wax stick over the candle flame. As the door opened, she glanced up and saw a new face enter the room. Rekinu nodded his head in acknowledgement which she returned before he turned away. Pressing the melted tip of the wax stick to he
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