Eye Color: Brown
Hair Color: Black
Place of Origin: Saldaea
Someone once said his life had been a sad story,something out of a gleemans tale. Amos never thought of it like that.
Amos grew up in Saldaea in a remote village a few leagues outside Maradon with his father and Mother.Life was never easy for Amos but then again the same was true for every Saldaean.His Father was rarely home and when he was it was never very long he was always on campaign in the Blight with his men or always at the call of the the high lady margaret,Mother didn't trust her she said "that woman has other things in mind besides the affairs of the army". And their was always the trolloc attacks.They started around spring of each year,pillaging and burning everything they could killing everything and everyone in sight. Their attacks would start at night,their screeching and howling erupting from the woodland nearby surrounding the outer wall.Bells would begin ringing "to arms,to arms mens roars sounded in the village square,fighting would continue into the deep resseses of the night.Amos soon found sleep was a luxury few enjoyed by few in the Borderlands. It was to one of these attacks Amos lost his mother at the age of twelve.It was the biggest trolloc attack Amos had ever seen.Since Amos was of age he too was called to defend the outer wall with the rest of the archers,he considered himself fairly handy with a bow since he had won the archery competition two years running.however for all his skill with a bow the defenses never held,the walls fell and the trollocs effectively destroyed the whole villlage and took his mother away for some trolloc cookpot.It was only with the intervention of his father Jonah al Jared that Amos and the remaining people were saved. Amos' father left the army after that saying he was too old but Amos knew it was so he could take care of him.They left the village together leaving behind everyone they knew and loved and began travelling the world taking what remained of their posessions including an old sword which bore an enscription in the old tongue,his father said it meant "Therin"and it was tradition in their family to name their swords.Amos also began learning the basics of the sword from his father during there travels progressing rapidly in the forms and soon taking on his father,he was determined to become a blademaster. However his travels with his father were short lived when Jonah died after contracting a disease in camyln.Amos was distrought for a long time after his fathers death but ambition still burned in him to become a blademaster so he picked up "Therin" and left for Tar Valon to become a Warder.