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Age: 27
Birthday: September 2nd
Blood Type: O+
Birthplace: Unnamed Country
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Hazel (Yellow when using the Byakugan)
Height: 6ft 3inch
Weight: 185ibs
- Yo has a medium build with a toned muscular structure, he works his body out consistently. '
- His skin tone is more along the lines of a pale white, though easily tanned if exposed to the sun for extended periods of time.
- Normally found wearing clothing and armor that resonates his samurai upbringing, meaning he wears sections of leather cuirasses which are layered with iron scales. This is adorn over his chest and hip/waistline areas.
- He has a visible symbols upon his clothing which are representative to the Shogunate which he formerly served underAppearance- Despite being neither inherently evil or good natured, Yo accepts both aspects of himself. While he can be kind and gentle, at times he can equally be cold and uncaring towards others.
- Yo is not a man with regrets, therefore he adamantly accepts whatever consequences may come from decisions he has made. While later he might have wished to have made different choices, he never truly considers decisions which do not work out for the best as mistakes.
- Due to his background Yo has an innate dislike of the shinobi systems, finding their traditional ways to be in direct conflict with his own training and convictions. Though he keeps these sentiments to himself, occasionally he will openly let it slip that he has disdain towards the shinobi lifestyle.
- In direct conflict with his personality so too is there a continuous debate of reason going on within his mind. Because his thoughts on subjects are ever evolving for the better or worse, outlooks and thoughts on various matters can easily be change should the change prove rational.personalityA type of knuckle/fist weapon which had been forged using his former double bladed spear. The reforged weapon has been enhanced with layers of brass and iron forming a protective shell around his fist when clenched. There is a thin hollowed area along the middle of the gauntlet which is layered with a special metal that conducts chakra, which when used forms a sharp blade of condensed chakra easily capable of slicing through most materials.weapon X
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Age: 27
Birthday: September 2nd
Blood Type: O+
Birthplace: Unnamed Country
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Hazel (Yellow when using the Byakugan)
Height: 6ft 3inch
Weight: 185ibs
- His skin tone is more along the lines of a pale white, though easily tanned if exposed to the sun for extended periods of time.
- Normally found wearing clothing and armor that resonates his samurai upbringing, meaning he wears sections of leather cuirasses which are layered with iron scales. This is adorn over his chest and hip/waistline areas.
- He has a visible symbols upon his clothing which are representative to the Shogunate which he formerly served underAppearance- Despite being neither inherently evil or good natured, Yo accepts both aspects of himself. While he can be kind and gentle, at times he can equally be cold and uncaring towards others.
- Yo is not a man with regrets, therefore he adamantly accepts whatever consequences may come from decisions he has made. While later he might have wished to have made different choices, he never truly considers decisions which do not work out for the best as mistakes.
- Due to his background Yo has an innate dislike of the shinobi systems, finding their traditional ways to be in direct conflict with his own training and convictions. Though he keeps these sentiments to himself, occasionally he will openly let it slip that he has disdain towards the shinobi lifestyle.
- In direct conflict with his personality so too is there a continuous debate of reason going on within his mind. Because his thoughts on subjects are ever evolving for the better or worse, outlooks and thoughts on various matters can easily be change should the change prove rational.personalityA type of knuckle/fist weapon which had been forged using his former double bladed spear. The reforged weapon has been enhanced with layers of brass and iron forming a protective shell around his fist when clenched. There is a thin hollowed area along the middle of the gauntlet which is layered with a special metal that conducts chakra, which when used forms a sharp blade of condensed chakra easily capable of slicing through most materials.weapon X
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He stood along the tree line, silently inspecting the region and watching what traffic came to and from the walled village. So much had changed in seemingly so little time since the area, as he best remembered it was a battlefield of corpses and fire. Yet here he stood amongst a vibrant and lively region and though the village had remonicored itself he could still see signs of it's rebuilding phase. It was something to behold really and it was something to think about considering how for the better part of a decade the scenery here was far from docile. What was now rich air had been thick with uncertainty daily as samurai and remnant shinobi alike never knew when conflict would rear it's ugly head. His fist clentched momentarily would of instinct, though truly this place was not where a samurai, especially one who still wore the symbols associated with some of the troops which had occupied the area, was surely welcomed. Yet he did not care..
He was here to resolve a matter of understanding which had been plaguing his mind more and more as the days distanced from the last time his hands were bloodied by conflict. There was a dislike for shinobi and what they stood for, admittedly though it was a dislike rooted in upbringing and less in understanding. He wondered in mental silence besides their codes and fighting abilities, at the core what difference had there been. People who's blood still stained his hands even though it had long been washed away deserved to have their deaths atleast justified in some sense on a personal level. Pulling his hood up, he waited a bit more before making a bold dash towards the gates. There was no doubt he'd be giving a cold welcome if he simply asked to be let in so it was much better to just take the reigns in his own hands..
[S-Rank - 30 Minutes to enter village]
[/col]He was here to resolve a matter of understanding which had been plaguing his mind more and more as the days distanced from the last time his hands were bloodied by conflict. There was a dislike for shinobi and what they stood for, admittedly though it was a dislike rooted in upbringing and less in understanding. He wondered in mental silence besides their codes and fighting abilities, at the core what difference had there been. People who's blood still stained his hands even though it had long been washed away deserved to have their deaths atleast justified in some sense on a personal level. Pulling his hood up, he waited a bit more before making a bold dash towards the gates. There was no doubt he'd be giving a cold welcome if he simply asked to be let in so it was much better to just take the reigns in his own hands..
[S-Rank - 30 Minutes to enter village]