Appearance

Mentality

Personal history

Darkness, shadows, and pain were the life of young Jaylin. My family suffering under the xenophobic hated from the kingdom of Fara. As a very little boy Jaylin heard his family called all vile names, spat on, garbage thrown at them, and bullied by the humans. This hatred formed the basis of his celestial being for the rest of his life, losing hope in the light and falling into darkness of his own roiling hated for humanity. The only solace in Jaylin’s life at all was his little sister, Davina, many times he took a beating protecting her and she would always look after and care for my injuries. Every terrible thing I did in life was to protect her and never make her cry.
To try and escape the hate, my family fled to The Trag in hope that finding other of their own kind would find them peace, but rumors of The Trag held true and life there was tough, if it wasn’t the lack of food or money it was the harassment and threats by the criminals who have taken command of much of the place. My family fell into deep debt and the heavy hand of the underworld creeped in and one day, upon coming back from whatever menial jobs we could find, we found our father viciously murdered in our home, with a dagger stabbed through his head and note reading “Debt paid”. I exploded with rage and vowed to track down those murders and end their lives, how foolish I was to think I could stop evil like that. After confronting them, I tried my best to take as many with me as I could taken down a couple slow and weaker ones, but I was no match for the best of them and I was left for dead in an alley not far from my home.
A strange man covered in scars had found me close to death, I felt him collect my broken body just before passing out from the pain. I woke up a couple time to find myself on the move as the sky passed over me, eventually we arrived a distant farm house. Over the next few month he nursed me back to health, the while I dreamt nightmares of what would become of my family without me; nightmares I didn’t know would one day be my reality. As I healed the man saw the pain in my eyes and heart and eventually I learn to trust him enough to tell him my story. As he nursed me back to health, he told me many stories about the world; good and evil he’s seen it in, and sometime it take a beast to kill a beast. He showed what what he was, a Blood Hunter. Before me I saw power, power I could use to strike back at my foes, and protect Davina and my mother. My selfishness for power kept me there, even though I knew in my heart I should go home. For a few years I trained with this man, who I’d come to know as, Ackar Basso, the only human I had ever learned to trust.
One night, I began to have extremely vivid terrible nightmares about my family and woke screaming covered in sweat. I know in my heart it was time to go, my apprenticeship came to an end, the ever growing ache of not seeing my family and vivid portents of my dream had become unbearable. Bidding farewell to Ackar I set off back to that shanty my family had called home.
The journey of a week finally brought me back to my home. The place still a squalid mass of filth and criminals. As I approached the city, I took notice of what appeared to be rows of stakes that had been laid out in rows on either side of the main road to the city. Something was on them and as I approached closer my stomach rolled with foul smell of decay rising from city as I got closer. What I saw next would forever be burned into my memory, head upon pikes lined the walls, I recognize some of the head as neighbors and friends. My heart began to race and walk up and down this morbid trail of horror and cruelty. As I approached one particular post bearing a female head with long whitish-grey hair, I felt weak and fell to knees, a deep ache inside bellowed up from my chest as I released a cry of anguish that would make angel weep. Before me was the head of my mother impaled and rotting on a pike. What had happened? Who would do such a horrible thing?
Filled with rage I rushed into the city and began, tears still drying on my face, to investigate why my mother had been murdered and defiled. Racing to where our home had been, I found our home and neighbor demolish and in it place a casino and brothel. My rage boiling over I approached demanded to see the owner and being denied. I proceed to force the issue and began to cut my way through the guards, but fore naught, I was forced to retreat as I was heavily outnumbered. Vowing to return for answers.
Boiling over with rage and wandered the shanty aimlessly, eventually finding myself in a tavern drinking my pain away in a dark corner. Late into the night, as I was slowly fading away from drink and exhaustion I felt a tap on my shoulder. Looking up to spot through blurry eye a young lady, before I could say anything she sat down beside me. “Im sorry for your lose, Jaylin”, she said, I shook my head trying to clear the cobwebs of alcohol clouding my brain. As my sight came into focus, I notice this young girl, Anisa, who was a friend of my little sisters. Seeing her brought memories of my sister and I began to cry once more. Anisa comforted me and we ended up spending the night together, she told me of the crime syndicate that had forcefully removed all the tenet of the slums to make way for their casino and brothel. Anyone who resisted was killed and made an example of, the younger kids were captured and sold into slavery or forced to work in the casino. With regret she didn’t know where my sister had ended up and only the syndicate would have that information. I vowed that night to do whatever I must find my sister, spending one last night with Anisa, I bid farewell to my home, vowing to get stronger and come back for answers and if Davina still lived, I would risk everything and anyone to save her. Burying my mother head and making a small grave maker, I bid her farewell and prayers as my journey begins.

Accomplishments & Achievements

• Defending Fera during The Battle of Fera

• Infiltrated Fara during the fall of Fara and help secure the city

• Recovered the Eye of Adara

Mental Trauma

• Murder of his parents

• Kidnapping of his sister Davina

• Clash of patron between myself and Teela

person.sexuality

Straight

person.gender_identity

Male

Known Languages

Common, Celestial

Personality

Social