Samjinn Meadows grew up in a small rural village, the daily chores that were a necessity strengthening his body and tolerance to long days full of work to do. Traveling clergymen were some of the bright spots in otherwise monotonous rhytm of life in the village, their spirited and often enthusiastic public sermons sparking an interest to pursue such a mobile life himself.

Eventually, his years of savings bought him an adequate suit of armor, a simple weapon and supplies on his twenty-first birthday to keep him following the road ahead, in search for his calling.

His bright blue eyes give a certain appearance of calmness to his expression, even when anger is the focal point of it. He usually maintains his long hair in an elevated ponytail, his physical fitness quite clear to see when the young human male isn't wearing his suit of armor.

Reds: Intentional bleeding, mutilation and death, in regular situations as well as ERP ones.

Greens: Males, females and others are of almost equal interest. Many, many things go here, it can be almost certainly assumed I do not mind them, even if I am not keenly interested in them at a given moment!

Whites: Corruption, deceit and misleading, to make his thoughts wander from piety!