Taer Sedrian

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==Description==
Eye Color: Brown
Hair Color: Brown
Height: 5'11
Weight: 170
Age: 16
Place of Origin: Andor
==Stats==
Rank: Trainee
Weaopon Score: 1
Philosophy: Not Choosen Yet
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==History==
Taer is just short of six feet, and a thin, wiry fellow. His eyes dart rapidly to take in his surroundings, and his long brown hair is usually unkempt. He is a serious young man, with a wry sense of humor, and an outlook on the world best described as gloomy. He has good control over his temper, but when he does become angry he tends to express it loudly. He has a very high opinion of Aes Sedai, though he mostly keeps it to himself, having grown into the habit because of his father's open dislike for them. He grew up in the woods just north of Caemlyn, in a small house on the edges of the forest. He and his parents did not often visit the city, as his father did not like the crowds of people, and preferred the quiet of the forest. Taer found a similar dislike as he grew older, though not quite as strong. His father was an experienced hunter and tracker who taught him to use a longbow well enough for hunting, as well as how to track and hide in forests. His uncle was a soldier in the Andoran army during the Aiel War, and taught him the basics of using a sword, after Taer expressed an interest in it. His mother died of disease when he was four, and while it left him sad once he finally understood what had happened, it affected his father far worse, causing him to be careless and often lose his prey while hunting. Taer began to hunt seperately, providing most of the food for the two of them. Eight months after his fifteenth nameday, his father became careless during a hunt and was gored by a wild boar, and died shortly after, despite Taer's efforts to help him with what little he knew of forest herbs. Taer went to Caemlyn to try and find his uncle, but discovered he had died not two weeks before. His aunt was barely managing to support herself, and while she offered to let him live with her, he chose not to. Taer found himself feeling lost and confused in large city, with little money and no understanding of the city itself. Thinking over his options, he automatically discarded the idea of living alone in the woodlands, as his father had once intended, or working as a merchant's guard. He considered joining the Andoran army, but his thoughts turned to stories his uncle had told him, of the Warders and the Tower Guards in Tar Valon. Not content to join an army in a time that seemed peaceful, he set out for Tar Valon, hoping to join the near-legendary group of soldiers and guardians.
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