<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/e8/GreenAjah.jpg)</div><div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/e8/GreenAjah.jpg)</div><div align="center"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">Moira Niall</span><br/>By Caela</span></div><hr/><div style="text-align: justify;"><div class="floatright"><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Moira</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Brunettes/Jaimie%20Alexander/ja3_zps583fac68.jpg)</div></div></div><strong>Age:</strong> 32<br/><strong>Nation:</strong> Illian<br/><strong>Gender:</strong> Female<br/><strong>Orientation:</strong> Heterosexual<br/><strong>Talent:</strong> True Dreaming; sporadic and uncontrollable such Dreams come entirely at random and only rarely but when they do she knows they are True and heeds their warnings. She can count on her fingers the number of times such a Dream has come to her in her lifetime.<br/><br/><strong>Position:</strong> Green Ajah<br/><strong>Spheres:</strong> <br/><ul class="bbc_list"><li type="disc">Air: Average</li><li type="disc">Earth: Average</li><li type="disc">Fire: Above Average</li><li type="disc">Water: Strong</li><li type="disc">Spirit: Above Average</li></ul><strong>Skills:</strong><br/><ul class="bbc_list"><li>Knife Fighting - Highly skilled, if they made Heron marked knives she's have a pair.</li><li>Swordsmanship - Average at best, a sword isn't her most natural weapon and what meager skills she has have been hard won.</li><li>Cooking - For all the time she spends practicing either her Weaves or her Weapons, she is a surprisingly good cook!</li><li>Sewing - A skill she started to learn as a child, before coming to the Tower, and one she finds useful to help calm her mind as an adult.</li><li>Singing - When coaxed to sing, Moira has a clear and lovely Alto range and has been known to use her ability to sing to pay her way in Inns when travelling incognito outside the Tower.</li></ul><br/><strong>Appearance:</strong> Standing at a statuesque 5'10, Moira has a mane of dark hair that falls in, seemingly, loose and artless waves to just beyond her shoulderblades. This chestnut mane is often allowed to flow freely but if she is in the practice yard it is drawn back into a tight brain and even that is then tucked under and secured with pins to keep it from flying free and being a distraction in her weapons practice. The first thing one notices about the Green sister, after the rich fall of her hair, is the deep pools of her dark eyes. She looks out on the world from a gaze that seems, often, stern and serious and then will surprise a person with a rich laugh and the sparkle of mischief that will suddenly sparkle across her entire face!<br/><br/>Like most Greens, she takes care with her wardrobe, always conscious of the face she presents to the world but on close examination one will realize that those flowing skirts are often not really skirts at all, but a sort of loose and flowing pant-legs that give the illusion of a skirt and the freedom of movement that comes with men's breeches. A second, or perhaps third, look will also reveal that while she may favor rich fabrics, the weave of her garments is tight and the stitching strong enough to withstand the longest and hardest of journeys. Moira is ready to travel or meet the call of Battle at a moment's notice! She also has made it a point to have a series of carefully crafted belts with knife sheaths on them so she, almost, never without a blade in clear view. <br/><br/><strong>Personality:</strong> First impressions can lead one to believe that Moira is far more serious than your average Green. She is intent on her studies both in learning new Weaves with, or new ways to Weave, the Source or in her weapons practice. Scratching the surface however will reveal a woman that has more layers than simply being a member of the "Battle Ajah". Below the surface is a woman who enjoys life, savors the sweet with the bitter, can be mischievous and serious in turns and is a loyal friend.While there may not be much call for it at the moment, she also has an excellent mind for strategy and tactics and enjoys studying accounts of old battles and reading the journaled accounts left behind by famous Generals.<br/><br/><strong>History:</strong> Moira was the fifth child (2 older brothers and 2 older sisters) born to a Mother who was a seamstress and a Father who was a blacksmith, both skilled enough in their trades to have made their living doing business with the nobility of Illian and a few well off merchant families as well. Women from Noble houses would come to her Mother's shop and vie for the best appointments and sometimes offer outrageous prices for her skills, the bidding sometimes being almost enough to support them for six months at a time if they were clamoring for her work for some royal function or other. In all likelihood she could have gotten a position in the palace if she'd wanted it, but she always told her children she preferred the freedom of the city and to be able to take her clients where she chose. Her father on the other hand <em>did</em> work in the Palace forges and was often praised for his sword and blade smithing skills. <br/><br/>With two talented, and busy, parents and siblings who were much older than her (she'd been a surprise when they'd not thought that they'd have any more children and her nearest sibling is still a full 10 years her senior) it was no surprise to anyone that Moira was a bit wild as a young girl. She never seemed to be able to decide if she wanted to run after her brothers with a toy sword, or sit at her Mother's knee and develop her own skills with a needle and thread. Often she'd spend her mornings running through the streets of the city with other children only to make her way back home at the dictates of her stomach.<br/><br/>All that changed the first time she Dreamed. Her very first Dream was a warning that went unheeded because no one expected it to be anything more than a child's nightmare. Her oldest, and favorite, brother, Coram, chose to join the Hunt for the Horn. The night before  he was to take his vows, Moira dreamed of him falling and seeing his body mangled and covered in blood. Terrified she begged him not to leave, not to join this foolish quest but he calmed her fears and reminded her that Dreams couldn't hurt anyone.<br/><br/>Four months later a companion returned with an urn containing Coram's ashes to give to them. Riding through a narrow mountain pass, his horse had been spooked and thrown him. So near the edge of a cliff his body had fallen nearly 200 feet and fetching it back had, apparently, been quite the production. The body had been mangled and bloody and in no fit shape to attempt to transport it home so those riding with him had created a funeral pyre for him and returned what they could, the remains of that fire, to his family.<br/><br/>Moira was nearly inconsolable for a month and her parents were, understandably, terrified by the doom she seemed to have called down on her own brother! Just as life was starting to return to some semblance of order, Moira's Mother got word that an Aes Sedai of the Blue Ajah was in Illian and made it a point to go and speak to the woman. Concerned about her daughter's Dream, and what would happen should another come to her, she convinced the woman to come and speak to her daughter...only to end up losing her youngest child as well when the woman tested her and claimed her for the Tower. <br/><br/>Life in the Tower was a shock to Moira. Gone were the freedoms she'd come to take for granted. Gone was running through the streets with friends, or sitting at her Mother's knee learning a new stitch and how to make it perfect so that it was both functional and beautiful. Suddenly her days were to be filled with study, discipline, and (to her initially) boredom. It was only as she began to understand what it was she could do with her ability to touch the True Source, that her lessons started to become more interesting. Her teachers found her to be highly proficient with new Weaves, only needing to be shown them once or twice before she was off and running with them. But while she was highly proficient she was brash and impulsive and they often had to reign her in to try and keep her from trying things that might kill her. <br/><br/>That lack of discipline was what made one of her teachers suggest she might do well to spend some of each day at weapons practice as well. The discipline she needed to develop with the, then, Master of Arms, helped her in developing the discipline she also needed to control her Weaves as she worked with the Source. It also taught her respect for all the weapons in her arsenal and all but cemented the thought, nesting in the back of her mind, that it was the Green Ajah she wanted.<br/><br/>Along with her friend Elaine (who she spent hours with each night practicing as first a Novice and then an Accepted) she rose quickly through the ranks of Novices, taking a bare four years before asking to test to rise to the status of Accepted. She and Elaine both passed and continued to learn and study together. They were aware that there were those that suspected there was more than friendship between the girls but they didn't care about rumor and supposition. They had plans. Elaine wanted to join the Blue Ajah, which Moira considered an excellent fit for her friend, and that hatched dreams of travelling together, Elaine seeking justice and new learning, Moira to travel, protect her friend, and fight where battles might need her. <br/><br/>They were the dreams of young girls but they clung to them through their youthful trials as Accepted in the Tower. It took a bit longer, five years this time, before they were ready to test to gain the full rank of Aes Sedai, and while they were nervous down to their bones, neither really expected anything but that they would both pass and attain the shawls of their chosen Ajahs.<br/><br/>When Elaine took a Warder before she did, Moira thought that might change things between their friendship, instead she found herself promising her friend that if anything ever happened to her that Moira would take his Bond and ensure his life continued. It was a promise she never expected to have to fulfill, the man was an excellent swordsman and with his protection, Elaine should have easily outlived him. Instead Moira found herself learning about her friends death when she suddenly felt the shifting of consciousness that comes when a new Bond is formed. No longer along in her own head and enjoying a sunny day, instead she was swamped by a wave of grief so intense it made her falter on the dueling sands where she was practicing, and almost brought her to her knees!<br/><br/>Now she has her own grief at the loss of her closest friend, as well as the grief of her friend's former Warder to deal with and, often, all she wants to do is break something!<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> Moira has a broad spectrum of interests when it comes to her lovers. She's usually happy to experiment and try most things at least once though she does tend to fall on the more submissive end of the spectrum when it comes to sex. Most things can be discussed and negotiated for but absolute offs are underage partners, bestiality, maiming, bestiality, and bathroom play.<br/><strong>Available for bonding:</strong> No, already bonded to  Kalain Baneron <br/></div>