Carla Sades

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==Description==
Eye Color: Brown/Gold
Hair Color: Blonde
Height: 6'2"
Weight: 160
Age: 14
Place of Origin: Andor
==Stats==
Rank: Trainee
Weaopon Score: 6
Philosophy: Not Choosen Yet
Primary Weapon: 
Secondary Weapon: 
Tertiary Weapon: 
==History==
Carla had grown up as an only child, spending her time fooling around with 
the guards in the castle of her mercenary father. Her mother, a soft-spoken 
Cairhein, had died due to unforseen circumstances at Carla's birth, or so 
she was told. Her father was overcome with grief, mourning daily for the 
loss of the most precious jewel in his life. The captain of an entire 
Andoran garrison was literally wasting away when the Queen of Andor finally 
decided to post him at places whenever trouble began to brew in order in 
relieve himself of his sorrow as well as a healing time for him.
As it was, devoid of loving parents, Carla nevertheless grew rapidly over 
the years, having grown accustomed to the absence of her father which often 
stretched for years. Her father's short period stays were often treated with 
great formality and a banquet was often held in his honor, to Carla's 
immense delight. And the tie between father and daughter drifted farther 
apart.
Carla often filled her days riding or studying deligently, if not practising 
sword-fighting with the guards. However, despite the training, Carla 
perferred the quarterstaff and would spend days away from home, hunting. Her 
studies evolved around the standard every other Andoran child had, although 
Carla often held long debates with her tutor over Daes Dae'mer. Indeed, it 
seemed as though she was fated to be a prominent player in Daes Dae'mer, but 
the Wheel had weaved an entirely different pattern for Carla.
Tho Carla was often exposed to death, it always consisted of hunting games 
found in the forest. There, with a crossbow in hand, she was a silent and 
emotionless figure who drew in the arrow notch, letting it go with accurate 
precision. Each time the arrow hit its target, Carla would feel a dull stab 
of pain, as though feeling the pain the animal had felt. Before it went into 
the bag, all but forgotten in the anticipation of a new target.
She was well protected from the cruelties of life, due to the determined 
spirits of the guards who had imposed the guardianship of Carla unto 
themselves. She would have remained as naive if she hadn't met an Aes Sedai. 
For one day, in the midst of her sword training, an Aes Sedai had appeared 
before them demanding accommodation. With due respect for such a legendary 
figure, overwhelmed that an Aes Sedai had even taken into consideration the 
fact that they would decide to stay in her humble home. The Aes Sedai, 
insisted on seeing her through her training before taking leave to her room.
Blushing furiously, Carla performed for her to the best of her ability. 
Thinking she had done well, she turned to the Aes Sedai for the expected 
approval only to be dumbfolded by the performance the Warder put up for her. 
Envious of the grace in which the Warder wielded his weapons and the catlike 
movements, she decided to become a Warder.
The next day, with directions to White Tower firmly in her hand, she began 
her journey, her trusty bow slung over her shoulder. The guards back at home 
had already been charged with the job of informing her father of her journey 
and Carla knew that by the time word had reached her father's ears, she 
would've been long gone.
Category:WS 6
Category:Trainee
Category:Biographies
Category:Warder Bios