Anahi
| Anahi | |
|---|---|
| ah-nah'-hee | |
| Created by | Joe Tarver |
| Information | |
| Gender | Male |
| Occupation | Asha'man of the White Ajah |
| Affiliation | The Grey Tower |
| Nationality | Sharan |
| Attributes | |
| Talents | |
| Masteries | |
| OP Strength | 9.3 |
| Affinities | Earth, Fire, Water, Spirit, Air |
Anahi is a Sharan White Oathsworn Asha'man of the Grey Tower.
Description
Anahi, when not fully covered, is a small man, standing only five feet and three inches tall, and thin, as though he's never quite had enough to eat. His skin is very pale, though not the sickly white of the myrddraal, his hands are delicate, and his hair and eyes are very dark, providing a distinct contrast to the color of his skin. This strange coloring has led to accidents in the past, when one man or another saw him and thought him to close to the look of a myrddraal or draghkar for comfort.
For these reasons, and what few cultural concepts he managed to pick up, he tends more often to walk around completely veiled, covered head to toe, and even gloved so that no inch of his body is shown. This, of course, draws glances as well, but more often curious than hostile. His elaborate veil also serves to hide the tattoos, in intricate lines and patterns, that cover his face. It was only because of that veil that he managed to escape his homeland.
Anahi's demeanor is one of confusion, mostly. He is far from his home, far from everything he knows, and surrounded by people he knows nothing about and cannot seem to understand. He's also aware that his isolation from his home is the only reason he is still alive, and thus has no desire to go back, but instead takes great care to try and ruffle as few feathers as possible in his new home. He approaches the westlands with a desire to learn and a willingness to set aside what few beliefs he has in order to better assimilate.
Of course, his outward appearance of wonder belies the fact that he lives in a constant state of barely-controlled fear that everything he has done since leaving his homeland has been a horrible idea that will only lead to his misery and death, and quite possibly the misery and death of those around him. Needless to say, he's not terribly open about where he's from. Luckily, few people would recognize him simply by his choice of clothing.
Biography
The child who would become Anah was born without a name, and for the first sixteen years of his life, referred to only as, "the male." He never knew his mother or father, but was instead raised communally in an high-walled Ayyad village within the borders of what is sometimes known in the Westlands as Shara. He was completely uneducated, being taught little more than how to speak and how to dress himself. His life mostly involved confinement in a small room, occasionally being let out to stretch his legs by running and playing with the other males. His interaction with females his own age was severely limited, usually kept to catching glances of them here or there, and they became a curiosity to him, though one he didn't have the freedom to pursue.
At the age of sixteen, though his age was never something he was aware of, he was hooded one morning by the older women of the village, those that had taken care of him and raised him, and escorted out of his cell. He could not be sure where they took him, or how long it took to get there, but he was ushered into a sitting position that began to move in a way he had never experienced. He couldn't know it at the time, but he was in a wagon bound for a life as breeding stock in another Ayyad village.
Things didn't quite work out that way, however. He never was certain how, with his limited scope of mechanics and things outside of the village in general, but the wagon suffered an accident, which he experienced as repeated jolts of the seat he was in followed by stillness. After two days of his companions making no noise whatsoever, he struggled to release himself from his bonds, pulled the hood from his head, and found the disheveled wagon and no one in alive in it save himself. The horses were gone, their harnesses in tatters.
After a day's wondering, completely beside himself with confusion, fear, and hunger, he found a farmstead and a young woman, not far from his age, picking something from a tree unlike anything he'd seen inside his village. When she saw him, she seemed immediately frightened, not at the thought of a scraggly young man approaching her from the wilderness, but at a scraggly young tattoo-faced man approaching her from the wilderness. He managed to convince her not to immediately go for help, if only because his obvious lack of understand caused her to pity him, but he managed to get from her a basic knowledge of what he was and why he must be captured and reported immediately. Male Ayyad are too dangerous to be let outside of the villages, as everyone knows.
But he didn't want to go back to the village. As he was making this decision, the young woman's father called to her, calling her Anahi, and so the young man ran off, afraid of being captured once more with such an interesting world out here beyond the walls of his village.
He very quickly learned to hide himself away from those who might see him, and by eavesdropping on conversations and idle talk of those around him, he began to learn of how his world worked. He knew he would never be safe within his own land, and so he began contemplating a way out.
Eventually he made his way to one of the great walled cities of the Mountains of Dawn. It took more luck than one man should have had, but he managed to get into the foreigner area of town dressed in the standard Sharan trading garb, covered head to toe so that not only the traders, but also his countrymen, could not see him. The thought of having a Sharan leave the cities was very nearly enough to convince a wealthy merchant to take him along.
It took time and a lot of learning to get him where he is now, standing in front of the Grey Tower. He's never channeled before. He's not even sure he's capable. But just in case, he has to try.
Career History
- Soldier
- Dedicated (20 January 2010)
- Council of Youth (14 January 2010)
- Asha'man of the White Ajah (4 October 2010)
- First Reasoner of the White Ajah (20 November 2010)
- Master of Soldiers (22 November 2010)
