Jaysin Vartanion

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==Description==
Eye Color: Red
Hair Color: White, worn in long braids wit
Height: 5' 9"
Weight: 145
Age: 17
Place of Origin: Arafel
==Stats==
Rank: Tower Guard
Weaopon Score: 8
Philosophy: The Flame and the Void
Primary Weapon: Katana
Secondary Weapon: Wakizashi
Tertiary Weapon: Martial Arts
==History==
At first glance Jaysin is a typical Arafellin teen albeit his snow-white hair, of average height and weight with an exceptional build. He is handsome and possesses a grace that speaks of agility and speed. He is a quick learner, and quite intelligent. One look at his bloodshot eyes however dispels any thoughts of normality from an onlookers mind. 
Jaysin was born in Shol Arbela, the fourth child of Lord Kelvin Vartanion. An albino, Jaysin was an outcast from the beginning. His father and mother, thinking the hand of the Dark One had somehow fallen upon their household in the form of the little Jaysin, pretended the boy did not exist, charging a maidservant and her husband with the care of the infant. As a child, Jaysin saw firsthand how cruel the world was. Other children would follow him as he walked with his adopted parents about the city, calling crude names and pelting him with sticks and stones. Even adults would turn and stare at the unfortunate little creature, wondering what the parents had done that had warranted such a child. Eventually Lord Kelvin relinquished all control of Jaysin to his foster parents in the hope to distance himself even further from the rumors that had circulated about the town concerning Jaysin, and had the boy removed from his manor. Jaysin stayed with the maidservant and her husband in their small house, and while they were good parents, he could never forget the reason for his living with them. 
Slowly the years passed, and Jaysin grew into a strong, handsome young man. The insults he had endured as a young boy had only made Jaysin work that much harder towards perfection in every other aspect of his life, forging an iron will that fed off the hate of others. Jaysin was like heartstone in a sense; everything thrown at him he only used to make himself stronger. But no matter how strong or skilled Jaysin became, it was never enough to gain him acceptance into society, and he knew it. It tore at him constantly, until one day he decided to leave and seek a place where maybe, just maybe, he could live in acceptance. That night he slipped out of his house carrying a sack of food and clothes. He left Shol Arbela that night and made his way towards Tar Valon, the first major city directly southwards. During his stay in the serving maid’s household he had heard many stories of Aes Sedai and their warders. To Jaysin, becoming a battle-brother would be the ultimate achievement; surely no one could dispute his legitimacy then.
Category:WS 8
Category:Tower Guard
Category:Biographies
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