Post by Toujihiro Arataki on Mar 6, 2009 11:17:23 GMT -7
Full Name: Toujihiro Arataki
Nicknames: Touji
Date of Birth: Unknown
Age: Unknown but looks to be in the early twenties
Race: Half Elf
Gender: Female
Hair: Black with what appears to be natural highlights of white
Skin: A golden yellow
Eyes: Bright amber
Height: She stands a bit under six cubits
Weight: She isn't fat but has never thought to weigh herself.
Place of Residence: None yet
Place of Birth: Unknown
Known Relatives: Unknown
Group/Guild affiliation: The Platinum Order
Guild Rank: Entry level
Religion/Philosophy:
She has heard about the gods, but doesn't feel as if it should concern her. They exist, that is all.
Adventuring Occupation: Disciple
Weapons of Choice: Bladestaff
Crafting Professions: Outfitter
Enemies: Any that have harmed her
Likes: Calm, the ocean, sunrises, red flowers
Favorite Foods: Anything edible
Favorite Drinks: Water
Favorite Colors: Silver, Ivory
Dislikes: Noise, sleeping, bright lights, rude people
Hobbies: Training and collecting sea shells
Physical Features:
Her rather wispy stature and tapering ears make it obvious that she has some elfin blood in her, but she also shows signs of having at least one Kojani ancestor. Her thin face has high cheekbones and a slightly upturned nose. She is a fighter and it shows through her calloused feet and the sunken knuckles on her hands from frequent punching. Her appearance is always plain and unglamourous. She takes enough care of herself to avoid any sign of decay, but not enough to show that she has any sense of vanity or pride.
Special Abilities: She doesn't understand the how or why but she is capable of healing others when under duress.
Positive Personality Traits:
She does not judge and is highly objective about matters. She holds a great deal of patience, finds it difficult to get angry and prefers listening to talking.
Negative Personality Traits:
Her objectivity does lend itself to apathy and an inability to understand emotional responses. She doesn't care what people think of her to the point of doing whatever she wants and ignoring the consequences.
Misc. Quirks:
Suffers from frequent flashbacks in a manner similar to a mild, short seizure.
Items of Value:
A loose, golden braid bracelet that she wears on her left arm. It is a fighting liability, and she knows it, but can't bring herself to take it off for more than a minute. If anyone were to ever steal it, she is slightly fearful of what her reaction would be.
Markings: None
Unusual Traits:
Her eye colour is more commonly seen in the more animalistic races such as the Vulmane and as such, is an oddity. The white in her hair also doesn't seem to have come from age.
Brief History:
Toujihiro is an amnesiac, found on a badly damaged Kojani boat as it drifted the seas with only its hull intact. She began with no name on a place known as the Isle of Dawn, in a small room doing nothing but staring out the one window into the distance. The residents had to force her through the various actions of living so she wouldn't die in her own filth but eventually, one day, she went outside at sun rise and sat on the shore.
No one knew what had changed but by sunset, some decision had been made. She came back and made the effort to eat on her own. The day after, she went to the Shotaru Dojo and sat on the side to watch the students train. That was where she went, everyday without fail even when the trainees had days off. After a year, one of the masters approached her with the offer to start at the basics and she took to it like a fish to water. No one said anything, but it seemed less like she was learning and more like she was remembering.
She took a name, cobbled together from various syllable sounds used by the natives, and fashioned a family name the same way. There were curious eyebrows, what was a family name without a family, after all, but they were tolerant. There were far more pressing problems with the hobogoblins, they couldn't afford to worry about such a minor thing.
And one day she returned to the sea. Perhaps she spoke to it, or maybe she just listened for the entire day and another decision was made. This one was more obvious as she walked up to a villager and asked what she could do to help.
The still girl was suddenly moving, moving fast back and forth with errands, with messages, with packages. The change was almost alarming as she began to drift further and further from Tentrees Outpost. How far would this sudden fever take her, before she stopped?
What was she looking for?
They asked, but the answer was an enigmatic smile before she was off again.
Nicknames: Touji
Date of Birth: Unknown
Age: Unknown but looks to be in the early twenties
Race: Half Elf
Gender: Female
Hair: Black with what appears to be natural highlights of white
Skin: A golden yellow
Eyes: Bright amber
Height: She stands a bit under six cubits
Weight: She isn't fat but has never thought to weigh herself.
Place of Residence: None yet
Place of Birth: Unknown
Known Relatives: Unknown
Group/Guild affiliation: The Platinum Order
Guild Rank: Entry level
Religion/Philosophy:
She has heard about the gods, but doesn't feel as if it should concern her. They exist, that is all.
Adventuring Occupation: Disciple
Weapons of Choice: Bladestaff
Crafting Professions: Outfitter
Enemies: Any that have harmed her
Likes: Calm, the ocean, sunrises, red flowers
Favorite Foods: Anything edible
Favorite Drinks: Water
Favorite Colors: Silver, Ivory
Dislikes: Noise, sleeping, bright lights, rude people
Hobbies: Training and collecting sea shells
Physical Features:
Her rather wispy stature and tapering ears make it obvious that she has some elfin blood in her, but she also shows signs of having at least one Kojani ancestor. Her thin face has high cheekbones and a slightly upturned nose. She is a fighter and it shows through her calloused feet and the sunken knuckles on her hands from frequent punching. Her appearance is always plain and unglamourous. She takes enough care of herself to avoid any sign of decay, but not enough to show that she has any sense of vanity or pride.
Special Abilities: She doesn't understand the how or why but she is capable of healing others when under duress.
Positive Personality Traits:
She does not judge and is highly objective about matters. She holds a great deal of patience, finds it difficult to get angry and prefers listening to talking.
Negative Personality Traits:
Her objectivity does lend itself to apathy and an inability to understand emotional responses. She doesn't care what people think of her to the point of doing whatever she wants and ignoring the consequences.
Misc. Quirks:
Suffers from frequent flashbacks in a manner similar to a mild, short seizure.
Items of Value:
A loose, golden braid bracelet that she wears on her left arm. It is a fighting liability, and she knows it, but can't bring herself to take it off for more than a minute. If anyone were to ever steal it, she is slightly fearful of what her reaction would be.
Markings: None
Unusual Traits:
Her eye colour is more commonly seen in the more animalistic races such as the Vulmane and as such, is an oddity. The white in her hair also doesn't seem to have come from age.
Brief History:
Toujihiro is an amnesiac, found on a badly damaged Kojani boat as it drifted the seas with only its hull intact. She began with no name on a place known as the Isle of Dawn, in a small room doing nothing but staring out the one window into the distance. The residents had to force her through the various actions of living so she wouldn't die in her own filth but eventually, one day, she went outside at sun rise and sat on the shore.
No one knew what had changed but by sunset, some decision had been made. She came back and made the effort to eat on her own. The day after, she went to the Shotaru Dojo and sat on the side to watch the students train. That was where she went, everyday without fail even when the trainees had days off. After a year, one of the masters approached her with the offer to start at the basics and she took to it like a fish to water. No one said anything, but it seemed less like she was learning and more like she was remembering.
She took a name, cobbled together from various syllable sounds used by the natives, and fashioned a family name the same way. There were curious eyebrows, what was a family name without a family, after all, but they were tolerant. There were far more pressing problems with the hobogoblins, they couldn't afford to worry about such a minor thing.
And one day she returned to the sea. Perhaps she spoke to it, or maybe she just listened for the entire day and another decision was made. This one was more obvious as she walked up to a villager and asked what she could do to help.
The still girl was suddenly moving, moving fast back and forth with errands, with messages, with packages. The change was almost alarming as she began to drift further and further from Tentrees Outpost. How far would this sudden fever take her, before she stopped?
What was she looking for?
They asked, but the answer was an enigmatic smile before she was off again.