<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/42/Gaidin.jpg)</div><strong>Character name:</strong>Ardan Taliesin<br/><strong>Position:</strong>Gaidin<br/><strong>Bondmate:</strong>Aleana Sedai (Soon)<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Aleana<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Evening, Saven 5th, 990NE<br/><strong>Place:</strong>Aleana<br/><strong>Warning:</strong>N/a<br/><hr/><div style="text-align: justify;">Ardan shook his head no. "This is not how it works, Aleana Sedai. I smell things all the time, sometimes smells wake me in my sleep if a particularly pungent trainee is on his way to a bath, or if Aes Sedai comes in the barracks and she is using floral soap or cream for her skin. The infirmary is scrubbed clean, but whenever I pass by it, it still smell of blood and sometimes some of the violence that led to the blood still lingers behind. I can smell the sickness or the infection…"<br/><br/>Uncomfortable towering over a woman he so deeply respected, Ardan took the seat near her to try and answer to her question. "I am perfectly normal, Aleana Sedai. My head is clear, my memory never lapsed. I've been like this for as long as I can remember. I could tell when my mother tried to surprise me baking blueberry pie, because I could smell it from three houses over even if my friends couldn't. It's just a very sharp nose." It was quite obvious that Ardan had accepted his condition. What made him nervous was whether of not the Tower would. If <em>she</em> would.<br/><br/>"I've kept my peace for so long because I don't want it mistaken for  something else. There's been nothing odd happening with me other than a very sharp nose that I've learned to use for the Queen's guards, and now for the Tower. How do you think I knew to find your group when we first met? How I knew there were some among you that were more wounded than appearances made them be? The violence and the blood left a trail for me to sniff and follow." Ardan grew calmer as it became obvious that she had no intention to bind him and throw him at the reds like a bloody carcass at a pack of hungry wolves.<br/><br/>"I am not worried by what I am, Aleana Sedai. I am worried by how people will react when they learn. Some people do not react very well to what is different, and I am in one of the places that has both the best and the worst reputation on how to deal with such difference. Believe me, if you were a Brown, your questions would have been met with silence. A red would have my cooperation just so I can prove that she has no business to do with me. I've learned a lot of what I am not since coming here. I can't channel, I am not a wolfbrother, if I've been manipulated by the dark forces of this world, it was done while I was a child and I have had no clues of it being the source."  Ardan had simply accepted the difference like one would accept big feet, or towering a head over the crowd.<br/><br/>"What is it that bothers you, if I may ask? I have seen you worried and concerned before. You hide it well, but I pay attention. What is it now? Is your life in further danger?" He was not so self-centered to think that it was him that was the source of her worry. He leaned forward to put his elbow on the tip of his knees and held one fist in the other hand, but his gaze was fixed on her unwavering. If there was one thing that Ardan had learned since becoming Valdar for the White Tower, it was that Aes Sedai were women, no matter how hardened or willful, they remained women.<br/><br/></div>