Darian

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==Description==
Eye Color: Green
Hair Color: Brown
Height: 5'6"
Weight: 135
Age: 17
Place of Origin: Saldaea
==Stats==
Rank: Trainee
Weaopon Score: 3
Philosophy: Not Choosen Yet
Primary Weapon: 
Secondary Weapon: 
Tertiary Weapon: 
==History==
Character's name: Darian
Age: 17
Place of Origin: Saldea
Hair Color: Brown
Eye Color: Green
Height: 5?6?
Darian has green tilted eyes, with shoulder length black hair and a small 
goatee. He is a little above average height, with broad shoulders and has 
small but defined muscles.
Brief History: Darian grew up on a small estate near the border of Saldea. 
His father taught Darian how to defend himself with a staff and how to fight 
with his hands and feet if the need be. Being the eldest, he was also taught 
how to manage the estate. But the Wheel Weaves as the Wheel wills.
*****
Dark clouds moved gently across sky, with the promise of another storm. 
Winter had just begun and wind blew with an icy chill. Snow swirled on the 
wind, blowing through the trees, moving among the last vestiges of the 
field?s grass.
Sweeping across the fence of an estate, the wind circled the form of a young 
man, moving slowly through his early morning exercises. Shirtless, there was 
a glistening to his moving form, a gentle steam rose off of him. His eyes 
were closed and face was relaxed, obviously finding solace in these 
exercises.
Reaching a point, the man brought his hands in a full circle, bringing them 
in front of him and standing motionless. After a moment, he sprang into 
movement, flowing from one foot to the other, each movement finished with a 
practiced grace.
?Darian, you?ve been out here for too long, you?re going to catch a cold.? 
Darian finished the form he was up to and turned around, facing his sister. 
?Azhure, I like the cold. And besides, doing this keeps my mind and body 
sharp.?
Smiling he walked over to his shirt and put it on. Walking over to his 
little sister, she was only fifteen, two years younger than him. ?But you 
little sister, will catch a cold if you stand out here any longer watching 
me.? Taking her hand he walked inside.
?Let?s go and make you some breakfast shall we, I?m sure mother won?t mind.? 
Walking into the kitchen Darian was surprised to see his mother and father 
already in there, talking quietly. They stopped talking when they noticed 
him enter which gave Darian a feeling of unease.
?Mother? Father? Is there anything wrong?? The look in his Mother?s eyes 
made his unease turn to dread. Walking forward he sat down at the table with 
them. His father turned to Azhure, ?perhaps it would be best if you go and 
wake Fredrick.?
Darian sat in silence as Azhure left, and then came back with their little 
brother. After a moment of silence their father spoke again, ?I have to go 
away for a while, there is some trouble with bandits at the borders, and I 
have be chosen to lead the force to quell them.?
He sighed as he always did, when he was making a hard decision, ?I am 
leaving Darian here, and he will be in charge of the house hold while I am 
gone.? He paused again, ?I would have brought you with me Darian, but Gareth 
has also been chosen to go.?
Darian could feel a weight being placed on his shoulders, along with the 
feeling of dread increasing. His father would not have done this if he felt 
there was no need for it. Suppressing his emotions Darian spoke, ?How long 
do you think you will be gone??
?I do not know, a month at the least.? Worry entered Darian?s mind. The 
border is only two days ride from here. There must be more here than what he 
is telling us. Realizing that his father wasn?t telling them it because 
of his younger siblings, Darian decided against questioning it.
Darian listened to his father lay out the details of what he would have to 
check every day, and what jobs he must see to that they were done. It would 
be later that he would be shown his father?s plans for the bandits, and 
perhaps what was really going on.
The day pasted unusually quickly. Darian could barely remember what he had 
done all day, but all too soon it was nightfall and he was sitting in his 
father?s study, looking over maps of Saldea. The candles flickered slightly 
in the darkness.
?This is the areas where they have struck, and this is where we are 
mustering our forces.? His Father pointed to two different circles on the 
map. Pointed to where the bandits circle was he looked at his father, ?Isn?t 
that the Averl?s estate?? His father looked back down at the map and spoke 
quieter.
?The Averl?s house has been destroyed. Only Carl and Marian survived, that?s 
how we know about it so soon. I can only hope that we stop them before they 
reach here.? Looking back at the map Darian realized they were closer than 
he had thought.
?Surely they will be easily defeated father? They are only bandits.? His 
father only shook his head, ?You must learn not to dismiss things so 
readily, to do so will only lead to disaster.? He walked over to his son and 
patted his back, ?You must still learn patience, and how if you study a 
situation, you will see all the solutions, not just the quickest.?
?Tomorrow I will leave, early in the morning. You will be there to see me 
off. I have sent word to my brother to come and help you, I can only thank 
the Light that one of our family wanted a peaceful life.?
Darian nodded in agreement. His Uncle Gavin was the only member of his 
father?s family that had not joined the army. He had become a merchant, and 
quite a successful one. And as Father says, probably more successful 
than he should be.
?He should be here in a day or two, listen to his advice, please. I know you 
like to make your own decisions but your Uncle knows what he is doing.? Then 
they said their goodnights and Darian headed off to bed, his father still 
going over his plans.
*****
A week had passed since Darian?s Father had left. And two days ago his Uncle 
Gavin had arrived to help him out. The days have been moving slowly, and 
more and more I catch myself looking North.
It was early morning, the sun had just started to rise, not that you could 
see it through the clouds. Catching himself gazing north again he stopped 
his exercises, unable to concentrate on it. There was a feeling in the air, 
like a storm brewing.
Putting his cloak on, he held it around him, looking towards the north, 
and Father. Then he noticed something that must have been what was 
distracting him. There was a haze of smoke over the horizon.
Pausing for a moment, he then ran inside. Rushing to his Uncle?s room he 
banged open the door. ?Gavin wake up! There?s a fire on the horizon.? His 
uncle was sluggish, unused to being awoken early.
?What are you talking about Darian?? Darian pointed out the window, towards 
the increasing haze of smoke. ?Look for yourself Uncle.? His uncle stood up 
and looked out the window. He seemed to stop for a moment, lost in thought.
?This does not bode well Darian. Go wake everyone.? He paused again, turning 
to Darian with a sympathetic look on his face, and placed a hand on his 
shoulder, ?we will have to leave immediately.?
Disbelief filled Darian, because there could only be one reason why that 
would have happened. ?But what of Father? Surely he will stop them before 
they reach us.? The look on his Uncle?s face said more than words ever 
could. We would only have to leave if father hadn?t of made it.
?I?m sorry Darian.? His Uncle?s head was lowered, and Darian could see a 
tear forming in his Uncle?s eye. He was fighting it, as if by stopping 
himself, he wouldn?t have to believe it. ?The only way your father would 
have let anything burn, was if he could no longer do anything about it.?
Not letting his emotions to overcome him, Darian realized that he would have 
to make time for that later. ?No more Uncle. We must prepare.? Letting his 
emotions fuel him, he strode outside. It will have to wait. I must get 
the rest of the family out of here.
*****
The rest of the day was a blur. After stepping out of his Uncle?s room he 
had organized the household and packed it up. There was only an hour to 
sunset now, and they were a long way from home. But not near enough to 
the closest town. We are going to have to camp around here for the night. 
Calling for a halt Darian pointed over to a small clearing, ?This will do 
for a campsite. We are not going to go any further tonight.? He watched as 
his tired family moved to make camp. His mother, Uncle, brother and sister 
all riding close together, taking comfort in each others presence.
There we the two soldiers his father had left him, Luke and Harold, keeping 
watch on the rest of them. Then there were the three servants, Robert, Sarah 
and Grace, with their families. But all of them were part of his family. 
Darian and his siblings had grown up playing with the servants children.
Darian himself could remember the camping trips the two old soldiers had 
taken them on, teaching them different skills to be used if they ever got 
lost by themselves. And most of all he thought of his Father.
He had taught him his kartas, shown him how to manage the house hold, and 
their livelihood. He had shown him how to defend himself with his hands and 
feet. And of course, he had taught him how no matter what happened, he had a 
duty to himself, and to his family.
It was going to be hard without his father?s council. He had come to rely on 
it at times. And now that his Uncle Gavin had broken down over the grief of 
losing his brother, Darian was the only one that anyone here had to look 
for.
It is a great weight that has be forced upon my shoulders, I only hope 
that I am strong enough to bear it. Looking over his shoulder at the 
smoke and the glow of fire within it. After a while he finally turned away 
from it, and walked over to his family.
*****
Sleep had not come easy to Darian, but it had come nonetheless. A noise 
awoke him, the sound of a twig breaking underfoot. Thank you for 
teaching me that Father. You may of just saved me. Opening his eyes 
slightly, he could see several figures standing still, as if waiting to see 
if the noise had awaken them.
Darian?s mind worked quickly, taking stock of the situation. He counted the 
figures through half closed eyes he realized the situation was worse than he 
could have imagined. Ten of them, and if they are so close that means 
Harold and Luke are knocked out or dead.
I can?t reach my sword, and even if I could I doubt I could use it 
properly. The only thing I can do I wait for them to get closer. Slowly 
he moved his hand under him, gripping his dagger, and waited for the 
intruders to get closer.
The figures started moving again, and the moon started to move out from 
behind the clouds. As the moonlight slowly moved across the ground towards 
the attackers, Darian nearly made the mistake of holding his breath. Then as 
it swept over them, he was filled with horror.
What he had taken for strangely shaped helmets were actually deformed heads, 
making the attackers something Darian had never thought he would ever 
experience. And then he saw something which was even worse.
Trollocs, and a Fade. At least there are some humans among them. 
One of the humans was closing in on him. Darian waited until the man was 
standing above him before he stuck. Lashing out, he swept his leg across the 
attacker?s ankle, pain shooting through his leg, but getting the result he 
wanted.
The man yelled out in shock and pain, waking the rest of Darian?s family. 
Grabbing the man?s sword as he fell, Darian yelled, ?Everyone get up and 
run!? Rushing forward he jumped at the closest Trolloc, swinging wildly.
Luckily the swiftness of the attack took the trolloc by surprise, but not 
enough to stop I form trying to dodge the blow. There was a painful jarring 
as the sword tore into the trolloc?s shoulder. Unfortunately Darian lost his 
grip on the sword and it was left imbedded in the trolloc.
Looking at his family running, he noticed the Fade starting to watch them. 
Looks like it?s time to do something stupid. Digging his foot into 
the snow, he flicked it at the Fade to distract it. Pulling out his belt 
knife, he leaped at the Fade.
Grabbing hold of the Fade?s head he shoved his knife into it?s pale eyeless 
face. The Fade screamed, and Darian fell to the ground in pain. The scream 
ripped through his head, and it turned out he wasn?t the only one to be 
affected by it.
The Trollocs fell to the ground howling, and the other humans fell to the 
ground as well, dropping their weapons. Darian looked in the direction of 
his family, and through the pain he felt he felt relief as he saw them run 
away.
Relief quickly changed as he felt a hand grab his shirt and lift him up, one 
handed. He was turned around and was brought up to the Fade?s face. There 
was a large wound in it?s face and blood was streaming out of it.
Then it spoke, and it?s voice was every bit as horrible as it?s appearance. 
?You will pay for this child.? Darian believed he only had one chance. 
If I can piss it off enough, it will either kill me or maybe throw 
me.</rm> Trying to steady his voice he made his choice.
?Well I would rather die then to look at your ugly face for another moment!? 
It was all Darian could do not to grimace as the Fade?s face contorted in 
rage. The Fade brought his face closer to it?s.
?You, lightfool, show how little you know.? And with that he threw 
Darian towards the closest tree. Any hope he had was short lived as he hit 
the tree. The force of it actually made the tree crack, and Darian hit the 
ground hard. He could hardly breathe.
A horrible laughter floated through his pain filled head. And then he could 
hear the Fade draw his sword. Darian was struggling to get up when the 
branches above him released their burden of snow onto him, knocking him back 
down.
The Fade was obviously ignoring him for the moment. ?Where are the other 
humans?? One of the Dark Friends must have been looking for them. ?They are 
long gone. This is not good, they know that we are here.?
?Shut up fool.? There was a wet sound, and then a muted thud. ?You come 
here.? It paused briefly, ?Grab that light fool and let us leave. We have 
wasted enough time here on nothing.? Rough hands grabbed Darian and then he 
was knocked out.
*****
Darian awoke to a pain filled haze. His hands were tied behind his back, but 
strangely his feet were free to move. He opened his eyes slowly, fearing 
what he would see. Darkness surrounded him, and he realized that he was 
inside a hole.
He could feel that there were people around him. The Light save me if 
they are bodies. Sitting up, he looked around. And then he spotted 
something he recognized. ?Uncle! Are you alright?? He moved as quickly as he 
could towards his uncle.
There was dried blood on his forehead, and a small amount of blood around 
his mouth. Nudging his uncle as best he could, Darian spoke quietly, ?Uncle 
wake up! What happened??
Gavin?s eyes flicked open quickly, focusing on Darian. ?Dari? What..? How 
did you get here?? Darian looked at his uncle carefully, ?I was captured 
trying to buy you some time. What happened, I thought you had gotten away??
A sad look crossed Gavin?s eyes, and he looked away from Darian for a 
moment. ?I?m sorry Darian, I don?t know how to tell you this. The horse 
carrying your brother and sister fell, and I was unable to stop my horse in 
time.? He paused, tears forming in the corner of his eyes.
?They were both killed. My horse tripped and fell because of it, and I think 
my leg is broken. Your mother tried to take me with her, but before she 
could leave the raiders caught up with us. She was killed because she was 
defending me. I don?t know what to say Darian. Then I passed out in the 
snow, and that?s all I remember before now.?
The weight on Darian?s shoulders increased and grief constricted his chest. 
He could barely breathe, in one day his Father, brother and sister had been 
taken from him. And now he was a prisoner of Shadowspawn, with no control 
over himself.
Darian let himself fall backwards, no longer caring about himself. There was 
just too much for him to handle at the moment. He could feel his mind 
shutting down, and he gradually fell asleep.
*****
An inhuman scream ripped through the air, waking Darian up. The sun was 
rising, and the sounds of battle accompanied it. Suddenly a figure appeared 
at the top of the pit, with a cloak that hurt the eyes with the way it 
blended into everything.
The man was holding a sword covered in blood. And then as quick as he came 
he was gone again. Darian moved to his uncle again. Then looking at Gavin?s 
face he stood up. Gavin?s lifeless eyes were staring at the sky. Listening 
to the sound of fighting Darian had no choice but to wait, not knowing how 
the battle went.
Time went past and the battle continued, until silence eventually descended. 
The man came back again, looking battle weary. ?How many more of you are 
alive down there?? Darian looked around, trying to find his voice. ?I?m the 
only one.?
The man jumped down into the pit and stood next to Darian. ?Don?t be scared, 
we are here to help. Now turn around so I can untie you please.? Soundlessly 
Darian did what he was told, not seeing a point in arguing.
?There are more of you? Who exactly are you?? Darian turned around after his 
bonds were cut, trying to rub some life into his hands. ?I am a Warder, and 
there are 2 others, but you will meet them when we get you out of here.?
The warder climbed back out of the pit. A Warder! That means there must 
be an Aes Sedai nearby. He had barely finished his thought when a woman 
appeared at the edge of the pit.
?Are you alright down there? I mean are you strong enough to climb out??
Darian shook his head, he had no energy left in him. Then he felt a weird 
sensation, like a cool band being placed around his chest, before being 
lifted into the air somehow. Panicking he struggled uselessly against it.
?Do not be afraid child, you have nothing to fear from me.? She gently set 
him down on the ground, and Darian?s legs gave out below him. Unable to stop 
himself he fell to the ground. The warder walked over to him and helped him 
up.
?Please, allow me to help you.? The Aes Sedai placed her hands on Darian?s 
head. A cold chill passed through him, sweeping away his pain and 
exhaustion. Unfortunately the pain that was removed cleared his mind. A 
flood of emotions passed through him.
Grief overwhelmed him, and he sagged to his knees. Unable to stop himself 
his eyes filled with tears, and he cried in silence. I have lost 
everyone close to me. What is the point of going on? Darian ignored the 
Aes Sedai?s attempt to get his attention, trying to deal with his grief.
Eventually he was roused by the Aes Sedai. She was drying the tears off his 
face with a handkerchief, speaking in a kind tone, ?Child you must leave 
your grief for later, now is not the time or place for it.?
Standing up Darian looked around him at the dead bodies of his attackers. 
?There are only six of them. Where are the rest?? The Aes Sedai looked 
sternly at the dead bodies, ?The fade disappeared, and the rest escaped.? 
The warders had been piling the bodies onto a pyre.
The Aes Sedai?s hands moved slightly, and the pyre erupted in flames. ?They 
are no longer of any concern, I must return to Tar Valon. They will be taken 
care of by another Aes Sedai. We will take you as far as the closest village 
but??
The Aes Sedai?s serenity gave way to surprise for a moment as Darian cut her 
off, ?If I may as Aes Sedai, I would like to go with you. I have nothing 
left here, and I would like to train as a Warder.? I want to leave this 
place, and this would give me a purpose.
The Aes Sedai thought for a moment before answering, ?Very well Child. But 
the life of a Warder is not to be taken lightly. I hope you understand 
that.? Darian bowed before speaking again, ?I understand Aes Sedai.?
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