Post by Kayamio on Jun 5, 2016 17:38:53 GMT -8
Name:
Kayamio
Race:
Human
Appearance:
Kayamio stands at 5'6 with dark turquoise hair and turquoise eyes. He wears red samurai armor when he expects there to be a battle but normally wears a blue jacket over a green shirt and pants.
Personality:
A Hero for Hire, the price? Free. Kayamio can't overlook those in need, he'll give you the food off his plate and the shirt of his back even if it puts him at a disadvantage in life. When he's not helping the needy he's a pretty cheerful young fellow, some may say he has an aura of happiness surrounding him. It's rare to catch him without a smile on his face, and even more rare for him to be sporting a frown. Typically he's level headed and thinks things through, but in combat that goes out of the window. He tends to be rash and rushes in without considering the outcome, twice over if he's attempting to save somebody. The thing he hates the most is seeing others hurt, physically or emotionally.
History: Kayamio was born in a small village on the edge of No Man's Land, he was an only child but life was still rough for his family. In fact it wasn't just his family, but the entire village.
They were close enough for traveling merchants to pass through, but too far for others to send aid if the things that go bump into the night attacked their village. The was a certain merchant that would pass through the town and stay a few days, a couple of times he was there were something attacked and fought them off. At a young age Kayamio had admired him, and would imitate him using a stick. After a couple of years he had built up the courage to ask him to train him to fight, surprisingly enough he had agreed to it and taught him in the art of Iaijutsu, the art of drawing the blade and attacking in one swift motion. He had done odd jobs to save up money to purchase a set of armor and a sword the next time the proper merchants had passed through his town.
One fateful night his village was attacked again, but this time the monster's numbers were greater. Kayamio was one of the first out to try to fight them off and luckily for him, he was rendered unconscious. By time he had came to, he had seen the destruction caused by the attack. Dead bodies and blood had covered almost everything in the streets, he was able to see a few others alive. Those who have survived gathered in the village center and had said a small prayer for those who were lost before departing to another village. Most of the others had fallen into a depression, Kayamio was different, he bottled up his sadness and hid it deep inside of himself. His approach to their loss was the opposite of them, he kept a smile on his face and a cheerful attitude that he was able to live another day to honor those who were lost. His goal in life had became to spread joy to everybody he meets as he improves his swordsmenship before traveling into No Man's Land and attempting to eradicate every vile creature he comes across as possible.
Combat:
Katanas- iaijutsu style.
Stats: Speed-1
Kayamio
Race:
Human
Appearance:
Kayamio stands at 5'6 with dark turquoise hair and turquoise eyes. He wears red samurai armor when he expects there to be a battle but normally wears a blue jacket over a green shirt and pants.
Personality:
A Hero for Hire, the price? Free. Kayamio can't overlook those in need, he'll give you the food off his plate and the shirt of his back even if it puts him at a disadvantage in life. When he's not helping the needy he's a pretty cheerful young fellow, some may say he has an aura of happiness surrounding him. It's rare to catch him without a smile on his face, and even more rare for him to be sporting a frown. Typically he's level headed and thinks things through, but in combat that goes out of the window. He tends to be rash and rushes in without considering the outcome, twice over if he's attempting to save somebody. The thing he hates the most is seeing others hurt, physically or emotionally.
History: Kayamio was born in a small village on the edge of No Man's Land, he was an only child but life was still rough for his family. In fact it wasn't just his family, but the entire village.
They were close enough for traveling merchants to pass through, but too far for others to send aid if the things that go bump into the night attacked their village. The was a certain merchant that would pass through the town and stay a few days, a couple of times he was there were something attacked and fought them off. At a young age Kayamio had admired him, and would imitate him using a stick. After a couple of years he had built up the courage to ask him to train him to fight, surprisingly enough he had agreed to it and taught him in the art of Iaijutsu, the art of drawing the blade and attacking in one swift motion. He had done odd jobs to save up money to purchase a set of armor and a sword the next time the proper merchants had passed through his town.
One fateful night his village was attacked again, but this time the monster's numbers were greater. Kayamio was one of the first out to try to fight them off and luckily for him, he was rendered unconscious. By time he had came to, he had seen the destruction caused by the attack. Dead bodies and blood had covered almost everything in the streets, he was able to see a few others alive. Those who have survived gathered in the village center and had said a small prayer for those who were lost before departing to another village. Most of the others had fallen into a depression, Kayamio was different, he bottled up his sadness and hid it deep inside of himself. His approach to their loss was the opposite of them, he kept a smile on his face and a cheerful attitude that he was able to live another day to honor those who were lost. His goal in life had became to spread joy to everybody he meets as he improves his swordsmenship before traveling into No Man's Land and attempting to eradicate every vile creature he comes across as possible.
Combat:
Katanas- iaijutsu style.
Stats: Speed-1
