Shen'ro Kaizura
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The Wanderer The figure before you stood with a sense of pride, and honor. At a height of five foot ten inches, and with a slim frame and figure, he moved with grace and guile. When he did, he spoke with a heavy far-eastern accent based off of a soft, and pleasant sounding voice. Shen'ro struck as a quiet character, only really speaking with words of purpose, and a golden tongue. His words were often honied, and he had a charismatic sense about him. He carried with him a ceremonial large Katana, the handle wrapped in a scarlett silk and crafted with a golden-brazed metal handle and handguard. Hung loosely from his belt, a black-leather scabard which had seen it's day, covered in scuffs, grazes and mire. Anybody who knew weapons could easily tell this particular sheathe was designed to house a longsword, yet the chamber lay empty. It was definitely curiousity-inducing that the man donned an empty scabbard. Shen'ro's weapons of choice were a set of dual hatchets. They held no barings, or marking, and looked very simple. A carved and wrapped wooden handle with a heavy, cold forged steel head on it, sharpened and honed to a fine, slightly elongated axe head. Shen'ro had some knowledge of the Arcane, though the magic he performed was different to that of a typical Sorceror or Wizard. He produced a more vocal form of casting, with hardly any evoking at all - only for the most difficult of spells he knew. Shen'ro instilled moral with his chants, battle and war cries, aswell as disheartening his oppositions. |
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| Player: | Your real dad |
| Gender (Visually): | Male |
| Race (Visually): | Human |