<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/f3/Gleeman.jpg)</div><div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/f3/Gleeman.jpg)</div><div align="center"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">Quinton Fallhen</span><br/>By Tackyhillbilly</span></div><hr/><div style="text-align: justify;"><strong>Age:</strong> 33<br/><strong>Nation:</strong> Cairhien<br/><strong>Gender:</strong> Male<br/><strong>Orientation:</strong> Straight<br/><strong>Talent:</strong> None<br/><br/><strong>Position:</strong> Gleeman, Blue Ajah contact<br/><strong>Skills:</strong><br/>Singing<br/>Lute playing<br/>Harp Playing<br/>Flute playing<br/>Juggling<br/>Sleight of Hand<br/>Mastery of the Tales<br/>Lying<br/>Stealth<br/>Garrote<br/>Bare Handed Combat<br/>Daggerplay<br/><br/><strong>Appearance:</strong> Quinton is the typical Cairhiener, standing about 5'3, and weighing less then 140 pounds. He looks like an acrobat, and his body is that of one. Lean toned, very little fat on his small frame. His hair is dark, and he leaves it a bit longer then the fashion of Tar Valon, allowing it become tousled, framing his face well. With his paleness, it gives him the air of someone in his 20s, not his 30 years of age. His green eyes and wide smile only make that impression more firm, communicating a recklessness and joy that can be rare, especially anywhere near an Aes Sedai. He dresses in road clothes, a drab gray that hides stains well, and which only makes his cloak, brilliant in dozens of colors and fabrics stand out more. He claims that each patch is from a city he has visited, evoking the feelings he got from that place. Naturally, he can make his dirks appear swiftly enough if he feels it is called for, but generally his flute lies far closer to hand.<br/><br/><strong>Personality:</strong> Quinton is a study in dichotomies, something he learned from the beginning in his home. He's merry, spreading joy. He's reckless, taking foolish risks to impress a pretty girl (even if she be an Aes Sedai). He's a notorious braggart. He has a smile that tells of a pretty face without one iota of intelligence behind it. And yet? He's capable of making a plan, carrying it through, and killing a highly protected target, or gathering key intelligence with little remorse, and fair amount of skill, if he believes it justified and necessary. He is not a merciless killer or an assassin, but he is not squeamish when he believes it needed. When speaking or dealing with Quinton, it is best to remember that he has a face he wears for every occasion. When he plays dumb, watch for him to be smart. When he plays panicked, know that he is in control. The real question is which is the real Quinton, and that's not one easily answered.<br/><br/><strong>History:</strong> Quinton is a product of Daes Dae'mar. While of common birth, his parents were rather wealthy commoners, and he lived a comfortable life. From an early age, he had a fantastic singing voice, natural rhythm, and a prodigious memory. He was encouraged to expand this talent, and eventually his parents purchased him an apprenticeship to a Bard, thinking this was the best way to cement their sons life. And for the first years, it was. Quinton learned quickly from his master, Delin Ammnar. However Quinton's looks and position attracted the eye of Reina, a young lady of House Yennan,, a smaller noble family. She began encouraging him to play for her at smaller and smaller engagements, and eventually, alone. From there it was a quick leap into her bed. The two entertained each other for a month or so discretely and harmlessly. However, Reina was entirely altruistic. One night, she entered Quinton's room, appearing distraught, her clothes torn. She told a story of how her sister's husband had approached her and defiled her in her sleeping quarters. Quinton needed little more then her words, and though Reina begged him (while subtly encouraging him with her body language) to not go, Quinton left the room with his daggers. By morning, Reina's sister's fiancee was dead.<br/><br/>Only then did Quinton feel the jaws of the trap close around him. Come morning, both Reina's sister, and her sister's fiancee were dead. Reina immediately told a tale of Quinton as the perpetrator, that he had been caught in her sisters bed chambers. He was said to have killed the woman when she reacted with horror at his action. Servants were produced, who truthfully told of Quinton going to Reina's sisters room that night. The pieces slowly came together. Reina's sister was to get the lion's share of her parents estate. That meant Reina would be married off to someone worse off. However, with her dead, Reina was now an extremely eligible bachelorette. Quinton was sentenced to death.<br/><br/>However, Delin wouldn't abandon his apprentice. Delin had heard the beginning of the tale, and left, finding Quinton before the House Yennan's soldiers did. He got his young apprentice out of the city, and delivered him to the second of Quinton's teacher, Tareth, an Andoran Gleeman. Tareth took Quinton with him to somewhere the Cairhien soldiers could not follow. The Wastes. Quinton travelled the wastes, and beyond, before returning to the Westlands. A chance encounter on the way set most of his life. Just outside the wastes, he found a pretty young woman, near a dead man. Her leg was badly broken, and feverish, raving. The dead man was covered in dozens of wounds, but the blood trail told that he'd carried her this far.<br/><br/>The Caravan master refused to stop and help her, fearing contagion. Quinton however, had not grown so callous in the wastes to refuse a pretty woman in need, and broke from the Caravan. He got her to a small village, and introduced her as his bride. He asked for a room for the two of them, and did his best to nurse her. However, mostly it was done by a warm bed, plentiful food, and rest. After about 2 weeks, he returned to find the woman composed, eying her savior. And it was then that Quinton met his first Aes Sedai personally. She asked him for his help in returning to the White Tower, while making it clear that refusal wasn't a particularly pleasant option. Being the Gleeman that tricked the village into hosting an Aes Sedai... that would uncomfortable. Quinton acquiesced, and the two returned to Tar Valon... at which time she tried to make him her new Warder. Quinton had visions of Reina, and frankly? Fled. The Aes Sedai was not done with him, and let slip word of his talents to her Ajah. They approached him in a Tavern in Tar Valon, and offered him a fair amount of cash, and the chance to indebt the White Tower to him. Something which could be cashed in, for say, revenge on Reina. Quinton accepted.<br/><br/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">OOC Notes:</span></span></div><hr/><strong>O&amp;O:</strong> Quinton is straight, with no real attraction to men. He enjoys bondage, and kinds of other play, largely with him in the dominant position. He doesn't deal well with submitting to women sexually (or in any other fashion)<br/><strong>Available for bonding:</strong> Potentially Yes, but the Aes Sedai would need to be damn convincing IC<br/><br/>----<br/><br/>The Aes Sedai is not named, as it could be an NPC (or potentially a PC) in orver to give Quinton a ready made connection</div>