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Name: Kiren Thym
Rank: Gaidin Counsellor
Bondmate: Rialt Erydinan: Mahdi al Tain of the Black Tower raised of the Shen al'N'Dore al'Mordero
Age: 39 (looks like mid- twenties)
Nationality: Andoran
Height: 5.9ft
Weight: 121p
Hair color/length: blond semi-curly hair that reaches over her shoulders
Eye color: golden
Special: Wolfsister
Favorite Weapon: Longbow
Preferred Melee weapons: longsword and lighter blades, spears, quarterstaff
A quick overview of personality (optional):
Kiren has quite a strange personality. Most of the times she is really laid back and enjoys every aspect of life; especially the comfortable ones. She enjoys luxury whenever she can, and can often be found just relaxing anywhere.
On the other hand she can be quite stingy and hot-tempered as well, and her mood between either laid back or tempered can shift in a heartbeat.
She simply adores eating and special and exotic flavours and will seldom leave anywhere without having at least some food or sweets in her pockets.
Though she likes exotic food, she dreads large masses of water. She'll loath crossing a river by bridge, and it would take some very serious reason to get her on a ship or so. She cannot swim and sees no reason what so ever to learn.
She dislikes most women. This is because of their behaviour, where most men are open and straightforward, most women are merely lying and deceiving to get things done their way; at least this is how she has always felt it. She will always behave to other women, she just prefers male company.
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History:
Kiren was born the third child of Rekka Plucar and James Thym. As she was born she immediately had two brothers, the 3 year old twin Gon and Gareth.
She was born in Deven Ride; a village in Andor, one of those villages that are so far away from the large civilisation that they hardly even know they are a part of their country. James Thym was the son of the towns Innkeeper, Gonar, and often helped out his father in the inn even though he spent most of his time at his regular life and work in the village and the forests that surrounded it.
Rekka was the towns Wisdom with the reputation of being an amazing Wisdom and Healer.
Kiren grew up like every other child in the village, perfectly happy while trying to escape chores and trying to steal pastry. Over the years Rekka and James were blessed with 3 other sons. In the meanwhile Kiren lived the way her parents did; either she'd be with her mother and her mothers apprentice Kura, learning several useful things, or she would be with her father, running around in the forest, 'helping' him in the hunt.
Still she found time enough to play with the other children, but she often just played with her five brothers. But even though she could be quite the tomboy she eventually grew up and got the attraction of other boys as well with her evolving body.
One chilly day in the early fall she found herself walking into forest by herself. Her mother had sent her out herb picking, because the time would be right now for a couple of plants, and by now Kiren, who had celebrated her fourteenth nameday not too long ago, knew quite some things about herbs and other Wisdom things. Often her mother said that at sometimes Kiren seemed to know more then Kura, but still Kura was the official apprentice and for some reason Rekka always said that Kura might be more suited as the Wisdom, that she somehow felt that way.
Kiren had wrapped her cloak around her body tightly, but still she felt the wind chill her to the bones. Annoyed she held her fist clutched around the baskets handle, her fingers white of effort.
As she made her way trough the forest, leaving as little tracks as possible, the way her father had taught her, her eyes fell upon a plant near the ground. She got on her knees and took a knife out of the basket. Carefully she started digging out the plant with the aid of her knife. For some time she did just that and moved from time to time to another plant, but always she had a little ache in the back of her mind; as if therre was someone around. A bit later she looked up into the golden eyes of a wolf.
Panic shot trough her body, she had heard of wolves near the sheep of late, but to actually see one staring right at her... But it just sat still
And so did she
Somehow her panic waned as the flowing sea, and she just sat down, looking at the wolf, wondering what was happening, and why nor he, nor she did anything.
The heavens burst open as her Mother had said they soon would and Kiren led her gaze to the clouds for a moment only to see the wolf casually walking away as she l
ooked back down.
She went back home as well, a bit fuzzy about what had happened back there but she tried to ignore it.
A few days later however she could not resist the strange pull she felt on herself. She knew she wanted to return.... for some reason, she knew she'd figure it out then but yet had no reason why.
Not too much later she sat again where she had sat before, somehow expecting the wolf to show up again. And he did. Again they sat in silence, just looking at each other. Kiren felt strange... the wolf looked at her and it's posture and expression almost seemed to say something, almost seemed to make her talk to him; introduce herself...
A third time she went there, and a fourth, and many more.
And things started to change. Somehow she managed to understand the Wolf, it was strange mental images flashed trough her mind when they 'spoke' and she learned that she could send those images to him as well. Finding Eye he was called. He let her know of his pack that was close by, of how he often was their scout, and how they knew of her. Golden Whelp they called her; and she could feel them as well... somewhere in the back of her head... in time she even learned to reach for them; to let her mind touch theirs and to swap mental images.
All of this she kept to herself; for she was certain the townsfolk would think her to be crazy if she'd say it out loud.
But she didn't have to say anything. As if she was turning into a wolf herself, her eyes slowly started to change their colour, and turned into to striking golden of eyes of that of wolves.
But even though some people looked a tad strange at her, nothing was said. In her home her mother often talked to her while trying to find a 'cure'. But even trough the swallowing of awful potions and bathing in stinking tinctures, Kiren kept her lips sealed about the wolves.
One day; about half a year later then the first time Kiren met Finding Eye, one of her friends followed her into the woods, curious about what Kiren did there all the time. She found Kiren playing with a few cubs of the pack and Kiren had to go to Imara to explain it all to her best friend and to make her promise not to breath a word to anyone.
Time passed, and Kiren found out about Imaras broken promise, everyone in the forest now knew that she was with the wolf children and comments started to arise. Off course her mother would firmly beat some sense into the heads of quite a few woolheads in the village, but still things became even stranger for Kiren.
The girls in the village all acted nice and sweet to her, but she could clearly feel the masks they put on and nearly smelled the disgust they had for her.
The boys on the other hand seemed to either ignore her without pretence, or became even more interested in her.
At the end of the summer, a bit before her next nameday, some people passed, a woman with three men, all looking graceful and deadly; they seemed to be predators, ready to charge their prey; they smelled like death themselves, like how Swift, the pack leader, smelled when the pack went hunting.
She felt uncomfortable with them and tried to stay away as much as possible; but still somehow she had gotten into their sight and after a brisk word, the woman sent one of the men to take Kiren to her room in her grandparents inn.
Rather intimidated by the three deadly men standing in the room, and by the womans ageless face, she failed to think of them as an Aes Sedai and her warders until the woman made it clear that she expected Kiren to go with her to Tar Valon, to stay in the White tower. The Aes Sedai only said that it was because of who she was, that it was because she could be a danger to her friends and kin. And she did not say it in a friendly manner. Kiren was nearly dragged away, but in the end she cooperated ; only to run of again the first time she had the chance. And the second time. And the third time. Off course she had always been found rather soon; but still one of the evenings she sat down and talked to one of the gaidin, a young lad who had only recently been bonded, and they talked of many things. Of kings and beggars, of friends and foes... of her eyes, of her talent in using sneaking away from under their eyes and making it annoying for them to find her; and after a bit they became friends.
The trip ended as they reached Tar Valon and Kiren was dumped into the hands of the Browns. Reluctantly she let the Browns investigate her and ask her all these things she couldn't answer because she found out rather soon that she had no way of leaving the islandcity.
Things became strange when the Asha'man found out about her, and promptly she had been commanded under the wings of Ashaman Mishael of the Red; a wolfkin, just like her. Under his tutelage, Kiren learned a great deal about her special gift, and gained more selfsecurity about it, because after all, this man was very old already and still sane. One of the things Mishael taught her, was about the Worl of Dreams, a surreal place that she could reach in her dreams.
One of the best parts of her 'training' under the silent Glow Storm was that she still she could do other things as well. She often found herself in the library without Browns around her trying to accuse her of being a partial trollock or so now.
No; she often enough just sat in the library reading; learning, mostly things about healing and anatomy. Because her experience as the daughter of the Wisdom she was allowed to aid in the infirmary of the Tower and so she did and found some joy in her life yet. One day a man was brought into the infirmary, Paskal, the friend she'd made on her journey to Tar Valon. He was surprised to see her there and asked her to visit him in the training yards as soon as he was healed.
And so she started training a bit. At first she did it secretively; after all she was no recruit or so, but when they found out she was quite talented with weapons, especially with the longbow Kiren was enlisted as a recruit to the White Tower.
Years passed and Kiren trained, studied and helped out as much as she could in the infirmary, learning from almost every aspect of her life. From waking up early under her harsh Master to copying tons of books, to being caught a few times in the kitchen with her hand in the cookie jar or near something other nice to munch.
She completed her training and was a Tower Guard to the White and Black Tower at the age of 20. by then she had fought in a number of fights and a couple of wars already, shining out as one of the better tower guards. She excelled with her bow and was quite good with blades that were no heavier then a longsword.
As well as that she also was among the better trackers of the Towers and could move nearly unseen. Being related to wolves somehow had given her special senses; or at least heightened ones. And that often proved useful as she fought or searched for something or someone.
During her time in the Towers she has met a lot of people; but one who still holds a specific influence on her is a man that she met in the Great Library as she was reading about healing once more. Back then he introduced himself as Asha'man Rialt Rei of Shen al'N'Dore al'Mordero; the Healers of the Asha'man. Between the two of them grew a friendship and strange camaraderie, though Kiren often wondered what was it that kept Rialt interested in what she had to say about healing.
About a year after she had passed the tests to become a Tower Guard, Rialt, who by now had become the Seeker of Truth of the Black Tower, asked her to be bonded to him. It took her a bit of time to think of this big decision, but she agreed nonetheless...
She had not been bonded a long time when she recognised one of the new recruits as her younger brother Ethan. At first Ethan had been a bit afraid and unsure around his sister and her yellow eyes; they had fought and had a lot of arguments, and for a while Ethan stayed away from her as much as he could.
This was very hard for Kiren, after all she saw
it as her family abandoning her, thinking of her as a monster. But as time passed Ethan started to change his attitude towards her; when he was a youngling, the boy had to work together with his sister in classes often enough, and he started to take over the common attitude most had towards Kiren, that she was ok.
Years passed and Kiren stayed by Rialts side as his gaidin, but she often left his side for small periods of time just to be on her own, or to join her fellow warriors in battle (if he would not accompany her which was seldom the case.)
Her skill with the longbow became near legendary and often jokes were made about her skill and her blond hair and they compared her to the Famous Brigitte Silverbow, having an aim that is said to be nearly as perfect. She however was able to wield a sword and no disasters would happen if she did.
After eight years as a gaidin, Kiren was appointed as a gaidin councillor after Tiuan died in combat; she gratefully accepted that honour and has eversince kept that position, proving her worth and wisdom (should she be in the mood to use it) time and time again.
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