Long brown waves of hair are swept gently aside this warrior's deep ocean blue eyes with a large but meticulous hand. His gaze seems to notice everything, though you don't see him look around. As he lays his gaze on you, you feel like he knows everything about you. His eyes, penetrating your very soul, you shiver, but as you do, he smiles at you, and humbly knuckles his forehead to you.
    His broad shoulders and full chest hold himself upright with the look of great strength. He is armored with shining steel his old Seanchan helmet, scared from battle, is hanging from his backpack. He looks like a veteran of veterans. The way he moves speaks of death. On his back, secure in its harness is an enormous axe that you think the man knows full well how to use. Standing only 5' 11' he seems to tower over you. However, when he speaks, it is with such compassion, that you almost forget how dangerous he appears.
    He smiles weakly, and turns his head to look at the strikingly beautiful woman at his side. She waves her thick black hair, it glimmering silver as it catches the sun. It is cut to the shoulders, a few strands laying gently across her eyes framed by an oval face. Those deep blue, almost violet, eyes. Within them is a deep intelligence, a vault of experience deep into those depths of blue, violet eyes. She smiles up at him lovingly, lighting up her face beautifully, a small dimple on her pink cheek. Her small mouth curved in happiness, her pink lips full and soft. Her skin is like silk, a pink cream color that hardly shows her small pretty nose.
    Her shoulders set in confidence, slim but strong hold her upright. Following her seductive curves from a generous bust, they show a thin waist with shapely hips. Long and smooth legs pick their path surely, but make her hips sway in a way that drives men crazy. She is the most beautiful woman you have every seen, and all you can do is watch her and admire. Admire her sure determination, and wit. Her intelligence and style. The man smiles warmly at her, you see in his eyes a love so deep, you think that he would die for her.


    My name is Nevelo. As far as my past, cannot remember. The only thing I have left from that foggy time is a battle worn Seanchan helmet and blurry flashes of memory. Now, my life is Ciel's, and I hope to become her husband and warder to protect and love her. I love her more then life itself. I will love her until the sands of time run dry. Forever... she is my life.