|Created by||Tiffany Rahr|
|Occupation||Aes Sedai of the Green Ajah|
|Affiliation||The Grey Tower|
|Nationality||Manetheren (The Two Rivers)|
Aliana Al'Miere moves about gracefully. Her slender 5'0" figure moves as if she were taught to walk balancing a book on her head. Saphire eyes easily can hide the torrent of emotions she holds back till a small thing sets her off. Dark jet black hair is kept in a neat braid down to her waist. She had learned over her many years at the Tower to control her emotions. When she left to go to Andor to act as a sounding board for the Lords there s he had lost her bondmate. She had also decided that her head was not put together the greatest to continue her duties as Mistress of Novices.
Aliana sat down to write in her journal, the wisdom back home in the Two Rivers had said it would be good to write about who she was before she began at the Grey Tower and then periodically write about how much she's changed. Her normally steady hand began to write, "Dear Journal", she stopped and scratched it out, "That's just dumb! What 20-year-old woman writes like that!". She shook her head then began again,
"I Aliana Al'Miere herein leave an account of who I was BEFORE the Grey Tower became a part of my life." She stopped and reread what she wrote. That should be a good start now for the rest..." Born Aliana Al'Miere to one Jaxsom and Diana Al'Miere and being the only one in her family line who has been able to "channel" as they put it hereby sets out for the Grey Tower leaving behind her her home, her parents and Damien Al'Merek a young man who had been courting her for 3 months. I leave the Two Rivers as a overprotected, shy and soft spoken young woman and hoping that during my stay at the Grey Tower SOMEONE CAN TELL ME WHAT THE HECK THESE DREAMS ARE!"
She laughed as she scribbled 3 lines under the last 10 words. All her life she had been plagued by weird dreams that got more vivid as she got older. Strange things that she can't interpret and that caused the wisdom to speak with her parents about sending her to the Grey Tower. Closing the book and tying the thick leather cord neatly at it's spine she placed it in her traveling trunk taking one last look around her little room in the upstairs attic of the house she had grown up in, looking out the window for the last time before things forever changed.
- Aes Sedai of the Green Ajah
- Mistress of Novices (first term)
- Mistress of Novices (10 February 2009, second term)