<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/fa/Trainee.jpg)</div><div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/fa/Trainee.jpg)</div><div align="center"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">Yfan Bravni</span><br/>By Cold Heritage</span></div><hr/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">retired by player</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div style="text-align: justify;"><strong>Age:</strong> 28<br/><strong>Nation:</strong> Kandor<br/><strong>Gender:</strong> Male <br/><strong>Orientation:</strong> Heterosexual<br/><strong>Talent:</strong> Nil<br/><br/><strong>Position:</strong> Trainee<br/><strong>Skills:</strong><br/><ul class="bbc_list"><li type="disc">Skilled Wrestler</li><li type="disc">Skilled with axe, mace, and greatsword</li><li type="disc">Resist the fear the gaze of a Fade causes</li><li type="disc">Whittling</li><li type="disc">Scrimshawing</li></ul><strong>Appearance:</strong> Yfan is an uncommonly tall man. It is a quirk that is unique to him; no other members of his family are especially tall. But the man stands out for his height, towering over fellow Borderlanders and the Aiel alike. He possesses broad shoulders and enough muscle mass that he looks, from a distance, to be a stocky and stout fellow. Up close, however, Yfan is simply revealed to be a broad mass of muscle and sinew. Yfan has pale blue eyes and all of his teeth.<br/><br/>Yfan keeps himself clean shaven, eschewing the typical practice of maintaining a forked beard popular in his homeland. He also shaves the sides of his head and has allowed his lustrous, straight black hair to grow at least long enough to be drawn together and held with a band, similar to the style of Shienar. The man has a single, simple silver earring in each ear, but they are a far cry from the sometimes ostentatious decorations of wealthier Kandori. He prefers not to wear the fashionable loose breeches of Kandor if he can help it, and is more content to wear the trainee clothing given to him by the Tower.<br/><br/>An angry red scar flows from the left corner of Yfan's mouth almost all of the way to his jaw. The scar's edges are jagged and irregular, and it is approximately an inch wide. There are many other scars - for Yfan is not some blade prodigy who has never been cut - but this one is the most obvious. His face is one that has high cheek bones, a strong chin, and a square jaw. His skin is moderately tanned.<br/><br/><strong>Personality:</strong> Yfan is a mellow, stoic man. He knows little sadness because he knows little joy. The constant warfare and vigilance required of life in the borderlands moulded Yfan into a subdued individual who has no strong passion. He is hardened by battle and inured to pain and suffering. In its place he was left with a core of duty and purpose. That is enough for him, and he has no ambition to be more than a blade wielded to destroy the enemies of the Light. Although Yfan might be mistaken as brave, and it may be true that he is not afraid to die, it is questionable whether he wishes to live. He does not engage in foolishly self-destructive acts, however, nor is he a death-seeker.<br/><br/><strong>History:</strong> Yfan's father is a soldier of the line. A man of good, but not great skill, and dependable shoulder to shoulder with other men. But he is not officer material, nor does he have the quality of eagles about him. Still, a solid of quiet dedication. His mother bakes pies and helps to produce goods sold by the Kandori merchants' guild. She earns by her work more money that her husband, but it is not a subject of rancor or divison. Yfan is the third of four sons that the two were blessed with. Of those, Yfan's eldest brother was crippled by Trollocs and now works as a jeweler, the second brother acquitted himself well and rose to become a captain, and the youngest son, possessing a fine head for numbers, became a merchant and now wears two silver chains.<br/><br/>Yfan's childhood was nothing of particular note. He learned, as many other boys did, to wield weapons of war. The boy consistently placed in the middle of his classes, neither the best nor the worst the lot. Other boys his age found him dull, and although Yfan was not lacking in intelligence, he was boring. Where other boys imagined themselves as heroes of the past or great generals in the future, Yfan could not imagine himself as anything other than himself. He did have friends, however. His best friend was a fat boy named Simon, whose mother spoiled him. Simon was a friendly boy with a gentle heart and no acumen for weaponry. In the south he would have found some trade that suited his temperament; in the Borderlands, he was doomed. A fade infiltrated the boys' home and managed to murder many before it was driven off by brave warriors. Yfan's contribution to this was to sound an alarm, resisting the fear that the gaze of a fade causes. It is the singular accomplishment of his life.<br/><br/>As a man, Yfan served at Kandor's furthest borders. It suited him well enough. Others beside him fought, and were injured or killed. Yfan was also injured, but he always managed to return to the fight. Perhaps it was luck. Perhaps it was his strength that carried him through. When Yfan fought, his mind went elsewhere. Without being taught, Yfan managed to employ Ko'di through his 'illusion of elsewhere.' <br/><br/>His post was once attacked by a force of Trollocs that outnumbered them many times over. Several men were dispatched on horseback to give word of the attack and bring back reinforcements. The fighting was, as always, bloody and merciless. Yfan fought, and he did leave the front. For hours beyond counting he fought while other men rotated out because of injury or from reaching the limits of their endurance. Despite every effort, every cunning tactic, and every ounce of bravery, the post seemed as though it would be overrun. Reinforcements arrived in the barest knick of time, and even they might not have been enough save for a Green Aes Sedai among them, and her wards. The Aes Sedai was skilled in battle weaves and the final push saw the Trolloc forces ground down and forced to flee. Of the original garrison, only four remained. Those four were all invited to the White Tower. Three of those men subsequently died of their injuries before they could accept. Yfan did survive, and after a difficult convalescence, accepted the offer.<br/><br/>That was six months ago. Yfan endures the trial and tests put before him. Whenever he cracks or begins to crumble, he has managed to find the strength to carry on. But ever greater trials lie ahead and Yfan can only steel his heart against what the future holds. But then, he is a Borderlander, and such is life for him.<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> https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=35549.0<br/><strong>Available for bonding:</strong> No, until he achieves rank</div></div></div>