<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/90/WTMaster.jpg)</div><div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/90/WTMaster.jpg)</div><div align="center"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">Master of Archery Aelrin Delenos</span><br/>By Gilgameshian</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> 27<br/><strong>Nation:</strong> Illian<br/><strong>Gender:</strong> Male<br/><strong>Orientation:</strong> Heterosexual<br/><strong>Talent:</strong> "Hawk Eyes"<br/><br/><strong>Position:</strong> Master of Archery (Unbonded)<br/><strong>Skills:</strong><br/><br/>-Master of marksmanship/archery and almost unparalleled in maintaining accuracy over great distances<br/>-Skilled with daggers and short swords<br/>-Exceptional vision allowing him to read even minute body language even from across a room or clearly identify something or someone from great distances<br/>-Agile and quick on his feet, better at improvising than planning ahead<br/>-Learned and proved adept at slight of hand, gambling (or cheating at gambling), and other misdirection tactics<br/>-Trained in tracking, hunting, and animal handling<br/>-Surprisingly good at tailoring/sewing<br/><br/><strong>Appearance:</strong> Aelrin isn't the tallest man around and, in fact, is only 5'7". Beyond that the man sports a thin figure that looks almost entirely ill suited to combat which runs counter to a Warder's call to protect their Aes Sedai. Of course a good look under his clothes will reveal that his "thin figure" is actually just toned muscle ready to spring to action with a nice helping of surprise to the poor fool who thought him weak. An unkempt dirty blonde mess of hair rolls down to his shoulders since he rarely bothers to straighten or tend to it though he has been told he looks dashing when he does actually bother. His face is clean shaven allowing most of the focus to lay with his green eyes, or so he wishes to believe, rather than the scar across his right cheek. A thin slash that is only the size of the average pinky finger he nonetheless considers it an annoying reminder of the bar fight he once lost. His features are all slender from the thin tapered nose to the fact that his chin is more pointed than rounded which lends a sort of grace or flow to his features.<br/><br/><strong>Personality:</strong> Aelrin, or simply Rin, is a dedicated if occasionally laidback man. His youth made him dream of legends and he worked to forge his own story that he hoped would be told in taverns one day and this aspiration drives him still. While some Warders and trainees work to be stoic or hide emotion Aelrin never thought it prudent. He keeps his thoughts on his sleeves, and craftily hidden in his well placed words, and acts in line with his own thoughts. He wants deeply to find the Sister who will bond him and will work with him to greater heights. He treats the Aes Sedai with respect and even shows the Novices as much respect if only slightly less so that the full Sisters and Accepted don't get angry with him for not showing "proper respect."<br/><br/>With regard to his general attitudes he could be best summed up as headstrong or foolish if you feel less inclined to kindness. Aelrin has survived by using his wits in the heat of the moment rather than beforehand. This has landed him in more than a few fights but he's always gotten through thanks to those same wits thus he considers his way of thinking perfectly logical despite evidence to the contrary. While he respectfully defers to Aes Sedai he does try to put his own little spin on whatever is asked of him. He is also weary of taking center stage from the start. He yearns for the fame and legend of a great hero but won't jump into the shadowspawns mouth to get it just yet. While some impulsive people take the front and lead the charge Aelrin prefers to move through the shadow and surprise with unexpected action.<br/><br/><strong>History:</strong> Aelrin Delenos was born to a soldier and a seamstress in Illian. While his childhood was nothing particularly exciting he was shown to be a rather quick learner. Being raised by his mother he learned a fair bit about what it means to be a seamstress simply by watching her. To this very day he occasionally sews his own clothes more out of habit than anything else. He was taught how to handle a blade from the time he was old enough to do so while his sister and younger brother were still being nursed. This made he feel as a sort of protector to them even though they rarely considered him to be a proper guardian against bullies or the like. Mainly because they failed to find out that he tended to deal with the so called bad apples when no one was looking. Better to defend from the shadows than smack them over the head.<br/><br/>When he reached fourteen his father expected him to join the military, as he had done, but was met with a wry smile instead. From a young age his mother, and later he had done the same for his siblings, was regaled with tales of heroes who had fought the Shadow and championed the Light. Of course he found the idea of the Great Hunt for the Horn to be the most intriguing. Illian hadn't called for a Hunt in many years but he still hoped to hear the call come. A fair number of those who had hunted the Horn had become legends in their own right and he decided, call or not, he was going to leave on a journey. With naught but a bow, a knife, and some well made clothes he set off with the blessing of his siblings and mother with slight contempt from his more rigid father.<br/><br/>The journey was perilous mostly because a thin boy walking the roads alone made him a prime target for bandits. Unfortunately for them Aelrin had a penchant for spotting them out and putting arrows through their legs before they got close enough to strike. With eyes like his he found the road and ever-changing landscapes he found in his walkabout to be enchanting to say the least. A wanderer's life, he felt, was perfect for him.<br/><br/>That all changed when he met the Sister from the White Tower while he was wandering around the Andorian lands. Few Trollocs made it out of the borderlands but it was not entirely unheard of. Coming into contact with the dark beasts made the nimble man a little more off put. Even then the eighteen year old took up his bow and struggled against them. He would have died if not for the Aes Sedai who came to his rescue. With her weaves, his bow, and her Warder's blade they managed to fell the creature. As she tended to his wounds her Warder told him he showed potential. A short discussion ensued which resulted in the young man deciding to make his way to Tar Valon where he, with the Sister's recommendation letter, was accepted as one to receive Warder training.<br/><br/>Warders were a rough bunch of fighters and scrappers but Aelrin's instincts and natural acuity lent itself to the work. He was prepared to be bonded to his Sister whenever he found her and he spent the better part of his recent days walking among the Aes Sedai as best he was allowed in the hopes of finding one to bond and work with to forge their future legend.<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> Aelrin is a switch at his core. He can be dominant or submissive depending on his partner as he is willing to take control or just go with the flow. Otherwise he follows these general O/Os (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=235107.msg11562942#msg11562942)<br/><strong>Available for bonding:</strong> Yes</div></div></div>