Sovald Rul

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==Description==
Eye Color: stormy-gray eyes, shaped like
Hair Color: Dark Black
Height: 6'0
Weight: 210
Age: 15
Place of Origin: Shienar
==Stats==
Rank: Tower Guard
Weaopon Score: 13
Philosophy: The Flame and the Void
Primary Weapon: Two-handed Sword
Secondary Weapon: Lance
Tertiary Weapon: Quarterstaff
==History==
Sovald was born of a Shienaran 
father, although he never learned of his mother's 
nationality. The eyes he had hinted at Saldea, but it 
was said she had come with others from Arafel. His 
pale skin and eyes showed that he was Shienaran, but 
the dark hair was uncommon. His mother was taken from 
him early in life, something eating away inside of 
her. His father was not a warrior, and could not bear 
the grief. He gave up his son at an early age to a 
blacksmith with a wife, and left to wander the lands. 
It is said, behind Sovald, that his father became a 
Darkfriend, in the hope of seeing his wife once more. 
Sovald grew up in the smithy, watching and learning 
the trade of blacksmith, in a fortress west of Medo. 
In Shienar, the demand was not so much for plows and 
sickles as it was for swords, axes, and armor, and the 
blacksmith, Vladsta, was good at what he did. 
Horseshoes and daggers were the early toys of young 
Sovald, along with a hammer. He grew up a happy and 
solemn child, with no apparent aftereffects from 
losing his parents. He learned the Shienaran ways 
early, how to ride and how to fight. Due to breeding, 
or just an early start, he took to everything like a 
Cairhien to the Game of Houses. He was wide, and, at 
the same time, agile. The sword flowed in his hands, 
and the staff was death spinning. 
In came to pass at the age of thirteen that there had 
been trouble for a period with supplies making it to 
the city. This included the metal for the weapons and 
such that were forged. Vladsta, unable to leave and 
needing the right things, sent one who would know, the 
boy Sovald, south with a caravan to pick up the things 
and return. On the return trip, the caravan met up 
with a party of Aes Sedai, bound for Fal Dara. The 
Aes Sedai stopped at the village that Sovald called 
home. The night after Sovald returned, the Aes Sedai 
came to speak during the dimming hours with Vladsta. 
After a time, Sovald was called into the room. He was 
told that he was loved very much by his parents, and 
the Aes Sedai wanted him. Him! It was explained to 
him about the Warders, who Sovald had seen and 
admired, and being a trainee in the tower, and the 
Tower Guard. Yes, they wanted him even though he was 
not raised exclusivly as a fighter, had not been 
battle-hardened. The Aes Sedai had seen him 
practicing at night, working through the forms he 
knew, his large upper frame working itself. He was 
also told that Vladsta would be allowed to visit him, 
and that he was greatly needed, and it was a great 
honor. The solomn gray eyes looked up at the Aes 
Sedai, matching her gaze. After nearly a minute, 
Vladsta broke the silence, explaining that he could 
get along without Sovald at the smithy, and Sovald 
knew as much as he could learn from Vladsta. Still 
locking eyes with the Aes Sedai, Sovald knelt to 
Vladsta. He acknowledged Vladsta as a good parent, 
and asked for release from the sevice of Vladsta. 
Upon being granted this release, he spoke to the Aes 
Sedai doing the speaking, one Talvan Sedai. "I am 
yours to command, and you I shall obey." The next 
morning, Sovald set out with the Aes Sedai, with what 
clothes his mother had put together, his horse, his 
hammer, and his basic weaponry. After staying in Fal 
Dara for a week, they returned to Tar Valon, where 
Talvan released Sovald to the Master-at-Arms, to begin 
the formal training, developing his pillar-like legs 
and broad shoulders.
Category:WS 13
Category:Tower Guard
Category:Biographies
Category:Warder Bios