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| Dheren Ceraen (Male) | | Position: Gaidin | | Hails from: Amadicia | | Bonded to: | | Catieri al'Cardyn Aes Sedai |
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Played By: Elizabeth Halvorsen (PC) |
| Benefits: | | Blight Lore | | Dual Wielding | | Mounted Combat | | Strong Will | | Warhorse | | Bondmate Awareness | | Warder Physicality | | Shadow Sense | | Warded Dream |
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Weapon Skills:
| | Expert with Sword | | Veteran with Axes | | Skilled with Unarmed | | Competent with Dagger |
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Description:
Dheren is six feet tall with curly brown hair, hazel eyes, and a winning smile. His skin is fair, but is almost always slightly tanned from spending so much time in the sun. He was nearly thirty when Catieri bonded him; due to the variance in IC time flow, the two have been away from the Grey Tower for an indeterminate number of years, but he is somewhere in middle age now, though his cheerful demeanor often makes him seem younger.
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Biography:
Having grown up on a farm in Amadicia, far from any cities, Dheren Ceraen was less touched by the teachings of the Children of the Light than many young men in his country. Though he grew up as wary of Aes Sedai as any Whitecloak, the philosophies were perhaps less deeply ingrained than might have been. Stories brought by gleemen rivalled the prejudice, though, and he secretly dreamed of being of the legendary Warders, the Battle Brothers with the shifting, shimmering fancloaks--though of course, he would somehow not need a witch to become gaidin. A retired soldier in the nearby village taught him how to use a sword and a battle axe from age twelve, and he became quite skilled with both. When he was seventeen, his sweetheart unexpectedly married another, wealthier man, and Dheren left home with only a broken heart and a plain but serviceable sword.
Dheren made his way for a while as a hired sword, guarding merchant caravans across the westlands and occasionally into the Waste. When he was twenty-two, he settled down briefly in Shienar, fighting the Shadow in the Blight itself, working side by side at times with Aes Sedai. Working so closely with those he had grown up fearing and even hating was something of a shock, and it shattered the myths he had so long believed. While fighting trollocs and fades showed him the awful destructive power of saidar, the rush to Heal the wounded after each battle also showed him the good it could be used for. When he left the borderlands at thirty, he came away with an entirely new perspective, a heron-marked sword, and Catieri Sedai.
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