Morad al'Chan
Pronounced: Moorad-al-chann
Rank: Asha'man of the Blue Ajah

Profile:

Morad al'Chan is tall for an Andoran and has kind dark eyes which generally get people to trust him. He is clean shaven and has dark blonde hair to his ears. He has a long scar running from his hand to his shoulder. He does not like being talked down to as he becomes dark and difficult to get along with. He is a humorous person in all but has serious mood swings that catch people of guard. He has a tendency for doing things of his own accord. People think that he is bluffing when he says he’s going to do something outrageous but it turns out that he has done it. He is light on his toes being an assassin. A distinguishing feature is that he is usually wearing a bandana around his neck which he pulls up and a dark green cloak with a deep hood on it which is usually up. He smiles a lot to put out a trusting personality and swaggers slightly. He reacts quickly in dangerous situations and doesn’t like being involved in Daes-dae mar.

Biography:

-Born in Two Rivers in Andor and grew up in Caemlyn on the streets after an upheaval in his home concerning his father and his drunken stupors in which he became increasingly violent.

-Age 16 he decides to move to Cairhein after an offer to be taught by a swordsman that always wears a bandana around his face he never learned his true name or motives until his death one year after Morad arrives to train under him.

-The mysterious swordsman tells Morad of his true motives toward himself which was that he himself was an assassin that was meant to kill Aes Sedai.

-Morad distraught of his teacher’s death takes his masters bandana and becomes his trademark. He had numerous jobs from peasants to nobles who wanted better tactical positions in daes-dae mar wanting someone dead or out of the way but finds that killing people for a living was not a living after all.

- Morad is worried about this but continues to assassinate people for a living because Killing is the only thing he knows how to do for money and to live a prosperous long life. He is now twenty. Walking down a street in the foregate he is wracked with a terrible seizure and fever. Laid on the ground by a man in a black coat all he can do is battle the sickness and hope to come through it alright.

-The man in the black coat was in fact an Asha'man and asks him to come to the Grey tower with him via Gateway. He says that I have the spark in-born and that is a rarity even these days.

-The Asha'man takes me to the Grey Tower and walks me to the Master of soldiers and is taken in as a new recruit.


Works by Morad
~ Memories of a Past
~ Lucky or Not?
~ Morad's Raise to Dedicated
~ Smells
~ Morad's Raise to Asha'man
~ Thread Burning

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