Jasin Tarloman

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==Description==
Eye Color: Green
Hair Color: Black
Height: 6'
Weight: 
Age: 17
Place of Origin: East of Caemlyn
==Stats==
Rank: Trainee
Weaopon Score: 1
Philosophy: Not Choosen Yet
Primary Weapon: 
Secondary Weapon: 
Tertiary Weapon: 
==History==
Jasin is tall ?especially compared to his twin brother Rynn- measuring in at over six feet. He has shoulder length black hair that he keeps pulled back in a ponytail, and light green eyes. Where his brother is short and muscular, Jasin is tall and thin, more agile and quick than strong. He has a playful demeanor and has a talent for getting himself into trouble. Where his brother in moody and condescending, Jasin is personable and easy-going, and makes many friends while gambling and tavern hopping. 
Both boys were raised in the Andoran countryside East of Caemlyn. Their father was a well to do Andoran merchant and their mother was Cairhienen. When they were old enough to accompany the wagon train, they traveled along the road that ran east out of Andor, through Aringill, and into Cairhien and back. Rynn and Jasin both learned from their father how to keep the accounts and manage their land, as well as how to trade and buy and come out with a good profit. Rynn usually paid close attention to the lessons while Jasin pretended to be hearing them, instead day dreaming about fighting brigands attacking their wagons or being out in the woods behind the manor. He ?stooped? to making friends with the guards, and was taught to navigate the nearby wilderness and how to stalk and hunt. 
The boys spent their free time playing at fighting off brigands and sword fighting each other as children; as they grew older, Jasin fell into the habit of dicing and drinking in outland taverns with the guards. Rynn constantly had to be on the lookout for trouble brought on by his boisterous brother. The longer things continued that way, the more strained the brothers? relationship grew until Jasin left in the middle of the night, leaving only a note letting his family know that he was traveling to Tar Valon to train with the Warders. He had frequently spent nights outside the manor and in the woods with his friends among the guards, and stories of Tar Valon and Warders and the Blight filled his young mind when he should have been concentrating on learning to take his father?s place some day. Upon leaving, he took one of his father?s swords from its place?one of the plainer sabers that lived on the rack behind his father?s desk? and a walking stick that had served as a quarterstaff in his daydreams. With his new sword buckled on and the quarterstaff tucked under his saddle girth, he left for Tar Valon without looking back.
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