Immunity idols are weak when dealing with things from the future we’ve figured out how to work around them but nice try

My charm and my cyborg lasers are well known in the future

Psssssh seems like a push over to me

Lmao I will do that in the morning way back in the day in RP my Warder was bonded to Arette Sedai if you remember her

But honestly don’t know where to start on the social side

I remember you

I wouldn’t even know how to get started on the social side but be fair warned, I am 1/3 Tower Guard, 1/3 Gleewoman, and 1/3 cyborg from the future here to spread news of how the WoT TV series brought peace and harmony to all mankind after its 13th season finishes. Ooops I wasn’t supposed to say that last part

Ohhh the trouble I’d get myself into I would be in the mistress of Tower Guard trainee’s office every hour light help me

I was not that active in anything outside the RP world back then. I’m not even sure where to start lol but I’ve been active in the discord so I could see myself active in other stuff this time, who knows what the wheel will bring ?

   Starting over from scratch is never easy but, this was way worse then Calvin had imagined. The trainer picked to work with Calvin and a small group of four others was a burly man with a permanent scowl on his face. The mornings began with rising just before the sun hit the horizon which in itself was a blessing for it was mid summer and the days heat got very oppressive. It started with twenty laps around the Tower grounds followed by a short but hearty breakfast, then the others were sent to work on sword forms, while Calvin worked on building strength. It was his job to feed and water the horses in the stables, each bucket of water and bail of hay did not weight that much by itself, it just never stopped, Bucket after bucket hay bale after hay bale till the lunch bell rang! A short but again hearty lunch followed by the only somewhat rest of the day, an hour of lectures and lessons on the history of the White Tower and its role in the world. A whstle blew at the hour mark and they were expected to sprint to the small hills on the north side of the grounds. Once there you sprinted up the hill and jogged back down then repeated, sprint up jog down. This felt like it lasted so many hours but in fact only lasted two. This was followed by a short break to drink water and try and get your breath back. The other went again for sword forms after this but, as weak as he was Calvin was made to do more strength training. This time It was unloading the wagons of whatever the ships brought that day to the Tower and the Warders yards. Then a short dinner followed by more learning before they were expected to goto sleep in the barracks.

      Week after week the pain got a little less, the tiredness was not as bad, but still everyday felt like another nightmare. After about a month the trainer let Calvin try at forms instead of the afternoon strength session. The weapons felt heavy but he didnt dare show it as he worked through the forms with different weapons. Two more weeks in Calvin settled on a weapon of choice , that being axe and shield, and yet another two weeks and Calvin wasnt doing any strength training just sword forms like everyone else. Things were slowly getting easier and new trainee's were being brought in just as scrawny as he started, this time two new recruits needed the strength training, but he could not afford to be sad for what was about to come for them. New people would come for a long time for the wheel never stops turning and the Tower will always be needed to fight the dark. 

  One night after the dinner lesson Calvin spotted an odd sight, it was a Aes Sedai sitting on a bench in the Warders yard. It wasnt the sight of a Aes Sedai in particular but the color of her ring that puzzled him, what was a Red Aes Sedai doing in the Warders yard? She was paying no attention to anything but what she was doing, he didnt even think she noticed him take a seat on a bench, three benches away. The Red Sister had needle and thread and was delicately mending a beautiful red floral dress that laid in her lap. The needle work was so perfect you'd have thought the dress was just bought, oh how he admired her work. It was the first time since arriving he had found himself thinking these thoughts, they needed to go he needed to work himself harder. Before she could notice him, he got up as quiet as possible and headed to his barracks where he belonged! Tommorrow will come soon and he needed to obviously work himself harder.

Thank you yeah it definitely brings back old memories my first girlfriend RL was someone I met here if you’d believe that. The TV series and now coming back to DM definitely brings back memories 

Hello to all you wonderful WoT fans young and old alike. I am Calvin Gulwin now but some 25+ years ago I was Calvin Coshere. I also was in the RP world back then as on of the Chicago Aiel, and a Warder. I met up with many people from here back then even went to a dragoncon with a group in the mid 90’s. Since then I got married we got dogs and a cat and since have separated. I’d love to get to know the people from DM that are here now I look forward to it

Name: Calvin Gulwin

Age: 18

Birthplace: Bellwan, a small village in Northern Andor

Physical description:

5'10 

135lbs

blue/green eyes

dirty blond hair thick and wavy grown out unevenly to his neck

Personality:

Always giving a weak smile and obvious forced outward appearance of being happy. If you look close enough you can see haunted eyes but rarely looks people direct in the eyes to be able to show that. Usually keeps head down and if given a compliment he's quick to point out bad things about himself.

Character History:

Born on a farm one of 6 children, 2 boys and 4 girls. Calvins brother and him were expected to do all the heavy labor as soon as old enough but that was never what he had wanted. Calvin wanted to be in the kitchen with his mum and sisters learning to cook and make clothes. He would ask sometimes but that usually lead to his father screaming of responsibilties and how in the farms was where his sons belonged so for awhile he gave up. It wasnt until one day when his father took the family into town to try and sell some of their extra corn that the feelings returned. Calvin saw a group of girls in town and stared at them longing to be one of them in their cute dresses spinning smiling and laughing. His gazes got taken the wrong way by the town folk and they just thought him a creepy leering boy up to no good and told his father of their concerns. That night the screaming turned physical and his father left a few bruises he knew what Calvin was staring about and meant to end it for good. 

It work for another year or two but the feeling were always there taunting Calvin while he cursed himself always muttering to himself, " why cant you just be a normal boy for once!" It was on his 17th names day that it happened, Calvin thought everyone was asleep so he crept into his eldest sisters room silent as could be. He quietly tried on one of her dresses and for the first time in his life a real smile shone on his face. A quick spin and the skirts twirled, but as quick as the smile came it disappeared as his sister shouted, "CALVIN!" Quickly the whole family ran into the room to behold him in a dress and the disgust on all there faces tore him to pieces. After getting redressed in his proper clothes his father gave him one silver coin and said, "You will never be my son so take this and be gone and never return!"

Calvin wanted to die what kind of bad life did he live in his past life? How was he to survive on his own and alone? He didnt even notice he was walking into town till he got there to a commotion. In town six Aes Sedai and four Warders were passing through on their way to the White Tower. A thought popped into Calvins head, maybe if he went and died fighting for the White Tower he be honored enough the next time the wheel spun him out to not live a life like this. Calvin wasted no time he found what the commotion was about quickly. Four ladies dressed in red, one in green and another in blue, two of the men had top knots and the other two were golden haired and just looked tired. He approached one of the men with top knots and asked, "Sir, may I join you and be taught to fight with you?" Suprised the man turned to Calvin and laughed," A little too scrawny arent we lad? Why dont you return home and tend to your family fields lad?"

Calvin lowered his head in shame and quietly muttered," I have no home" discouraged Calvin started walking toward the White Tower alone. That night sleeping by a tree alone was filled with little to no sleep. At first light he started walking again and was suprised by the sounds of that same mans voice," Persistent aren't we? well we cant in good conscious let you wander out here by yourself can we? If you really want to get your scrawny self killed I guess we should at least try to teach you a little, Gabin is my name." Calvin was hoisted on his horse and thats where he rode for the next month as they traveled to the White Tower.

During that month the four warders try shoving sword forms and different weapons at him but it was all so much to process it wasnt till about the third week that he found some peace. Gabin took him hunting that early evening and they came upon a small doe and Gabin handed him a bow and an arrow. Calvin quietly nooked the bow pulled back the string and tried to find this inner calm the Warders had been talking about. Breathing slowly he started trying to think about when he felt right and it came to him. He was in front of a mirror in a silk gown his mother smiling putting powders on his face, all of the sudden he notice he could see the deers heartbeats feel its breath from so far away. Smiling he centered his focus on where the heartbeats were and let loose the arrow. It didnt even make a sound the arrow glided through the air and the doe didnt even take a step before it dropped dead. Gabbin laughed gleefully shouting, "Now thats a good shot boy!" 

They ate the remnants of the doe all the rest of the to the Tower but when working on sword forms he never seemed to find that peace again to much commotion and one form after another being shouted at him. Every melee weapon seemed to heavy or not right for him it just got so discouraging which is when they arrived. Words just cant do justice to your first sight of Tar Valon and the giant magnificent Tower that sits in it's middle. Gabin laughed at him as he saw him gawking, " Close that mouth boy, this is where your real hard work begins! I hope your ready."

Character Reputation:

always downcast eyes hard to look anyone in the eyes, rest is yet to be determined.