Name: Nara Sora
Gender: Male
Age: 11
Discription: Sora is short in stature and slim. He has short, thick, brown hair and soft green eyes. Sora has never been one for violence. He believes fighting can be fun, recreationally, but opposes violence used as a solution. This puts him in an awkward position when his parents decided to move to this village hidden in the clouds. Sora's Nara bloodline has yet to surface, but he is eagerly waiting the day. Sora was excited about joining an achademy, but now is hesitant. He wants to learn how to use his skills to rather prevent death, to prevent injury. However, he is now in a completely different setting and will be attending a completely different achademy then what he was expecting.
History: I was born and raised in the paradise known as the Village Hidden in Mist. I love everyone and mostly everything about my life. I have a pleasent, relaxing life. My parants, the fun loving and "free spirited" (as how they refer to themselves), spent most of their days conning the tourists. Two weeks ago, we spontaneously packed our belongings and moved here. Mom and Dad say they want a change of pace, "It'll be a good experience." We'll, this is definitely quite a change. My parants now spend their time in a habadashery. Mom makes clothing for men and Dad sells them, at least, that is their plan. It has been two weeks since our move from home. I'm about to join a vicious achademy, expecting it to be filled with vicious people and the only form of training I have is watching my parants take advantage of stupid people.
Gender: Male
Age: 11
Discription: Sora is short in stature and slim. He has short, thick, brown hair and soft green eyes. Sora has never been one for violence. He believes fighting can be fun, recreationally, but opposes violence used as a solution. This puts him in an awkward position when his parents decided to move to this village hidden in the clouds. Sora's Nara bloodline has yet to surface, but he is eagerly waiting the day. Sora was excited about joining an achademy, but now is hesitant. He wants to learn how to use his skills to rather prevent death, to prevent injury. However, he is now in a completely different setting and will be attending a completely different achademy then what he was expecting.
History: I was born and raised in the paradise known as the Village Hidden in Mist. I love everyone and mostly everything about my life. I have a pleasent, relaxing life. My parants, the fun loving and "free spirited" (as how they refer to themselves), spent most of their days conning the tourists. Two weeks ago, we spontaneously packed our belongings and moved here. Mom and Dad say they want a change of pace, "It'll be a good experience." We'll, this is definitely quite a change. My parants now spend their time in a habadashery. Mom makes clothing for men and Dad sells them, at least, that is their plan. It has been two weeks since our move from home. I'm about to join a vicious achademy, expecting it to be filled with vicious people and the only form of training I have is watching my parants take advantage of stupid people.
