<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/42/Gaidin.jpg)</div><div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/42/Gaidin.jpg)</div><div align="center"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">Warner Du'Baru</span><br/>By Blinkin</span></div><hr/><div style="text-align: justify;"><strong>Age:</strong> 26<br/><strong>Nation:</strong> Fal Dara, Shienar<br/><strong>Gender:</strong> Male<br/><strong>Orientation:</strong> Heterosexual<br/><strong>Talent:</strong> None<br/><br/><strong>Position:</strong> Warder to Avalyn Sedai<br/><strong>Skills:</strong> <br/><ul class="bbc_list"><li type="disc">Survival training</li><li type="disc">hunting</li><li type="disc">Weaponsmithing</li><li type="disc">sword-master</li><li type="disc">Mountian-climbing</li><li type="disc">Cooking</li><li type="disc">Tracking</li><li type="disc">massages</li><li type="disc">Story-telling</li><li type="disc">Horsemanship</li><li type="disc">Scouting</li></ul><strong>Appearance:</strong> Standing at just over 6’ and with broad shoulders and chest, Warner comes across as a massive figure not unlike a bear  in scale. Long years of working a forge and hammering weapons has given him a well toned form that could be considered intimidating on first sight. Between the dark gray of intelligent eyes and a vaguely wicked smile, it doesn’t take long for one to learn that inspite of his size, the man has a gentle touch and quick mind that’s prone to equally wicked humor and wit. A deep voice often seems to come from a deep barrel makes him all but impossible to mistake for anyone else and while he’s surprisingly quick on his feet for a man of his size, he’s not exactly well known for his ability to move quietly… unless he wants to.<br/><br/>Strong, handsome features are offset by the absence of hair on his scalp, with the exception of an ebony topknot that brushes his shoulders like a proud horse-tail. A gentle touch and a surprisingly soft center for friends is at striking odds with his skill with the blade that is never out of his reach. <br/><strong>Personality:</strong> Warner is, at heart, a warrior with a complicated outlook that might strike most as absolutely insane. He has no problem killing anyone who he perceives as a threat, but will go out of his way to tend to a hungry puppy. Fierce in the performance of his duty, he also delights in good conversation and a good ale and is an accomplished flirt. A man who loves to read and learn, he sometimes can be found arguing with a book that he disagrees with… and believing that he’ll win the argument regardless of how resistant the book might be. In short, he’s a man who lives his life for all that it’s worth because he knows that he might have to die defending Her in the next hour and do it willingly.<br/><br/><strong>History:</strong><br/>Warner is the only son among 5 daughters of a weapon-smith in Fal dara; an honorable trade that he had every intention of following himself. Along with his sisters and mother, who worked a local tavern as a cook, they lived in a well kept home over the shop and had all of the regular experiences that boys and young men had in the region. In short, he played with other boys, dipped girl’s pigtails in ink-wells and ran through the streets and alleys like life was some grand adventure.<br/><br/>When Warner reached his 12th birthday, he began to help his father in the forge; working bellows and eventually picking up the hammer and tongs that were the tools of the trade. His first effort, a dagger, came out looking more like a spike with a decided curve, but he learned quickly and by the time that he was 18, was producing weapons with a more than acceptable quality; something that both he and his father took some pride in.<br/><br/>It was on Warner’s 14th birthday that he received his passage into manhood; a sword that his father had made specifically for him under the tale of a contracted item. The weapon was a work of art in it’s simple lines and hand-carved handle; the engraved blade showed a scene of men fightingshadowspawn along it’s slightly curved, single bladed length in such detail that the tiny blades seemed to gleam all on their own. Sadly, it would only be a year before the blade would see it’s first taste of blood.<br/><br/>It was during a patrol along the blight, with his father and a group of warriors, that Warner would use the fine weapon against bandits rather than shadowspawn, but the bandits deserved it as they had raided and killed a family of farmers only the day before… Warner took no pride in the kill, but he was a borderlander and duty was as heavy as a mountain. The young man continued on, after a long, quiet conversation with more experienced men, and the fear of his stomach’s contents n the ground not quite so hard to deal with.<br/><br/>Warner’s next opportunity to use the sword that he never let out of his sight was far to the south… on the shining walls as one of the more than 20,000 men sent to fight the aile; where the handle turned dark with blood and the snow was red with it. When the war was finally over… and Warner’s wounds had healed, he had been impressed with the skills of the warders and men of the shining city so much that he chose to stay and learn from them in the White Tower… a fateful decision as he had also spied an accepted with a sharp tongue and will that he found all but irrestible… not to mention a lovely rear and dark eyes.<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> <br/>Find them Here. (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=136163.0)<br/><strong>Available for bonding:</strong> bonded by Alalyn</div>