Talim Mishadake

DM Handle Tigara
==Description==
Eye Color: Blue
Hair Color: Light brown
Height: 5'7"
Weight: 120 lbs
Age: 20
Place of Origin: Tar Valon
==Stats==
Rank: Trainee
Warder Weapon Score: 0
Paths and Disciplines: Not Chosen Yet
Primary Weapon: Not Chosen Yet
Secondary Weapon: Not Chosen Yet
Tertiary Weapon: Not Chosen Yet
==History==
Physique: Fit for a woman
Voice: High and childish, even at her age
Personality: Talim is snippity. She is rather demeaning and often puts people down for no reason. She is a perfectionist, always wanting something to be perfect and hardly anyone comes up to her standards. Her temper is frequent, but only ever verbally. She is very arrogant and sings her own praises. Few have earned her respect.
History: Talim was born and raised in the city of Tar Valon. Her parents owned a bank, so they were very wealthy and Talim always had the best of things. She had access to as much money as most minor nobles. Her parents loved her so, so she always got to do the high-cultured things. She was taught to ride horse, only purebreds, mind you, and she was taught how to dance, how to sing, to play various instruments, and all things expected of a lady. Her ego swelled up like a blister, and it soon seemed that no one was better than her at anything, in her opinion.
But the Aes Sedai had her full respect. She would go and wander in the foyer of the White Tower just to catch glimpses of their perfect, ageless faces. They could wield the Power, which should make everyone respect them. Oh, how she longed to be an Aes Sedai. She tried every year on her Nameday to see if she could, but to no avail. Until one year. She turned 19 and went to the Tower for another testing. Her last possible testing. If she failed this, there was no way she could be Aes Sedai. She once again got her hopes up, but she still did not pass the test and had no gift of channeling. She returned to her home and moped.
On her 20th nameday, a thought struck her. She decided that if she couldn't be an Aes Sedai, she would go for the next best thing. That day, she marched to the Tower and put her name down to enlist with the Warders. Yes, Talim, the brat from down the street, was becoming a Warder.
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