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Name: bilybling
Character Name: Matt
Race: human
Sex: male
Age: 21
Looking age: 25
Hight: 6'
Job: rogue knight
Looks: red hair, blue pearcing eyes, scar from a duel
Personality: good
Skills: great defence and attack
Magical skills: able to have one sword and shield in hands while another sword flies around
Other information:
His/her story: started out as a knight in a kings army but the king went into single combat and was defeated so i took off in search of another worthy master. i've been traveling for two years helping people to defend theirselves. i've been in many major battles but one hurt me really bad. i got my back sliced open from my neck to the middle of my back.
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Name: IAreTheToast
Character Name: Sir Daetaru Ryoutta
Race: Vampire/Demon
Sex: Male
Age: 429
Looking age: 27
Hight: 6'4
Job: President of a Company (Criminal)
Looks: Black hair, Red Eyes, Pale white skin, very Sophisticated appearance/apparel
Personality: Intelligent, Wealthy, Selfish, Manipulative.
Skills: Extreme accuracy and quick logic.
Magical Skills: Vampirism and Demonicism.
Other information: Sir Daetaru Ryoutta is the president of a company. He is extremely wealthy and admirable. while he is a professional look to him, he is also extremely evil and manipulative. He is a mass assassin and doesn't seem to have anything but a black hole for a heart. ((it would be prefferable if he eventually fell in love with another character... just an Idea))
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name: ORgasmic Pigeon
character name: genevieve the wanderer
race: noone knows
sex: woman
age: again noone really knows
looking age: 19
height: 1.78m
job: goes around, helping, healing, but bringing confusion and unease
looks: long gently curling locks flow down her back. her red eyes some say signify links with the devil, whilst others believe them to be elfs.
personality: shy, but quite kind, and very unpredictable. will help anyone, no matter what status, or what they have done.
skills: even though she doesnt look it, she has agility to match a cat, and is just as fast. it is impossible to follow her, she will disappear into thin air.
magical skills: she carries a twig off a sprite tree, from a faraway forest which is supposedly filled with the magic of a thousand faerie folk.
story: she wanders from village to village, seek shelter in return for charms, ailments, and healing seesions for those who need it. it is said that you should not make her angry, a thousand curses otherwise.
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Character Name: Deadwolf Le Estep
Race: Human
Sex: Male
Age: Fifty
Looking age: Thirty
Hight: 6'6 350 lbs.
Job:
My character is a chef that works for a local inn called The Midnight Den in the city of Quamdar, a large human city. But the restaraunt he works at calls for some unique ingridients, sometimes requiring him to hunt down unique races and game, so he hunts and also uses magic.
Looks:
If I had to go into detail, this is the way Deadwolf looks. Deadwolf has blond hair and blue eyes, blond hair being an even cut all over his head. His fifty year old eyes is considerably gleamy. As if he was twenty years younger. For an older man, he is quite good looking and distinguished, although he is somewhat heavy because of the food he eats. His face wouldn't be lean, but instead a little pudgy. He's a chef. He has to taste everything he eats. But because of all the hunting he does, he isn't that fat. Just a little husky. At his waist would lie a mythril chain belt that holds one holster for his long mythril chef's knife, which is not only what he uses to make cuts in the kitchen, but also to make cuts in enemies and prey for his adventures for rare spices and ingridients. The amulet around his neck is filled by the blessing of a god and gives him some extra strength and speed and was granted to him by an adventurer who ate at The Midnight Den. His chef's uniform is special. It is solid white and is somehow very very flame retardent.
Personality:
Deadwolf is a quiet, ambitious man that is unique from most common adventurers. Although sometimes his appearace can be sometimes rough, he has many passions, alot of them pertaining to cooking. When he isn't in the kitchen cooking for The Midnight Den or on hunts for unique ingridients, he is helping local businesses or adventurers on their quests in the city of Quamdar.
Skills:
Deadwolf has many skills to say the least. Deadwolf is very strong for his age and as a human period. First he is extremely strong, able to carry over three times his own body weight and able to run up to thirty miles per hour. Normally he would only be able to carry double his weight and run at a speed of twenty miles an hour but due to the armulet around his neck, he is granted a small amount more of strength and speed.
He is also familiar with several grappling techniques mainly consisting of greco roman wrestling and self defense. He knows how to use hand to hand combat well, as well as throwing certain kicks. But when it comes to combat, Deadwolf is most deadly with his hands and most importantly, his chef's knife, which he calls "his hook". Deadwolf's chef knife is longer than the usual blade, reaching out to two feet long, almost like a dagger. He is familiar with several styles of weapon to weapon combat as well as some ancient martial arts, and uses a style that can be worked with any style of swordplay. Because he is a busy man, he usually strikes for death blows to the chest, neck and head, although some of his opponents are a little more advanced than common animals, requiring other ways of dealing with them.
Magical Skills:
Deadwolf tried being many things in his life. Looking at the elves and their unique uses in magic, he strived to become a wizard, spending fifteen years of his life to studying not only how to cook but how to produce magic as well so that he can use it in his kitchen. But as he started traveling to other lands he learned that his magic could not only be used in the kitchen but actually very much helpful in combat. He stopped learning after a while in order to continue help running The Midnight Den. Deadwolf's magical abilities include: lighting up certain areas of his body for light, especially his eyes; throwing fireballs the size of his fist; able to cover parts of his body in flames for protection and for attacking others. The flames do not actually touch his suit directly but they are close together. Deadwolf can also work with steam by causing it to rise around him at temperatures of four hundred to five hundred degrees.
Life Story:
Deadwolf was adopted by his master Sabastian, who currently had worked as a chef at The Midnight Den, at the age of three years old. His mother and father loved him very much and would do anything to protect him. However, the family of three was taking a break in a local forest near Quamdar when they were attacked by orcs. It wasn't just a pack, it was a whole entire camp consisting of fourty to fifty orcs. The two parents fought to the death and defeated all the orcs. They retired to Quamdar on horseback and made it only to the city gates as they fell off their horses, dead.
Sabastian was going out that day and happened to come across this young baby boy. Seeing the dead bodies, he made a stand to protect the baby and teach him as if he was his own. Sabastian began to teach the boy about cooking and cleaning, as well as how to defend himself, teaching Deadwolf his own secret style of fighting and how to hunt through the ingridients that he needs. Sebastian was fifty five when he found Deadwolf and when Deadwolf turned twenty, he began to study abit of magic, and studied years. Using the magic he learned, he began incorporating it in the kitchen only to find that it made dishes easier to create in less time. Sabastian was proud. Sabastian died when Deadwolf turned twenty five with the dieing wish that he take over the kitchen in The Midnight Den. Deadwolf gladly accepted and put on his masters chef cap.
His/her story:
Deadwolf looks at the dead corpse before him, the dead lifeless eyes looking back into his, the stench of burning dark elf flesh filling his nostrils. The sun had just began to rise. Luck had been on his side. Two hours away from the city of Quamdar he was searching for dark elves to slay for his new recipe of Dark Elf Stew. However, all day long he had had no luck. But behold! As he had relaxed under an apple tree and fallen asleep, a dark elf thief had tryed to steal his knife. Deadwolf jumped into action and grabbed the mans arm and threw him against the tree. Deadwolf immediatly threw his knife at the thief on the ground, but he jumped up and began to take off through the forest with haste. Deadwolf followed, staying hot on his heels through the trees and brush. Within seconds, he wrapped his arm in flames, aimed at the elf in front of him and threw a ball of flames at the creature. It hit the ground and stayed there for only a second and then cryed out in pain. The thief turned over only to meet another two of Deadwolf's balls of fire. He finally had the meat he needed. Deadwolf wrapped up the corpse, put it on his horse, and began back for town.
A horse ride of three hours, Deadwolf enters the kitchen, carefully putting on his chef hat onto his head and balancing it to the center. Taking a quick glance into the large mirror by the door, he smiles and makes sure his outfit is in place. Making sure his chef pants and coat are white and clean as pegasus wings, and his blade is as sharp as dragons teeth, he slips his chef's knife into the case at his belt and walks to the center of the room. In the center of the room say a dark black cauldron with a case underneath it for wood to burn. Immediately, he went to the other side of the room and began to toss wood under the stove putting them in a criss cross position that would allow the whole under of the cauldron to become evenly heated. After putting water in it, his whole right arm began to become covered in flames. The flames danced slowly in rhythem. He stuck his arm under the pot and inbetween the logs, and then expanded the flames underneath the cauldron. He pulls out his arms and reduces the flames slowly to none.
The other doors leading straight outside were fully opened but as always, he can't fully see the whole kitchen. His expression stays the same but very quickly his eyes began to light up. The eyes of Deadwolf began to brighten the room and embers start to emit from them. Whatever parts of the kitchem were not illuminated from outside was soon illuminated from his eyes whereever he turned.
Yes indeed, his eyes would have burnt up any ordinary chef's suit but fortuantly he had a tailor create a flame retardent chef's suit. Have to be very careful when your a chef like Deadwolf! Although the action that had just happened only took about five seconds, he smiled once more. Taking the dead body of his prey to the large four foot chopping board in the corner of the room, he gathered his spices, veggies, took "the hook" from his belt and smiled. Today was going to be a good day.
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Name: Ashley-Mandy
Character Name:feyona
Race: hell demon
Sex: Female
Age: 319
Looking age: 26
Hight: 5ft 5in.
Job: killing her enimes
Looks: -black hair- red eyes- white skin
Personality: confindent
Skills: stabs to death with ptchfork
Magical Skills: Spells from her fathers hell book
Other information: Feyona was born in the buring pit of hell.Her father was overlord, and her mother was a poiwerful pixie demon.When it came to feyona's 16 birthday, they noticed that she was destined for great things.She was ment to be a warrior.It was in Her blood.
She was always angery, never leaving her home.Her angery will built up, intill she finally, let it all out. She killed everyone in her town, no one could stop her, not even the overlord himself. Evntually, no one was alife. Just her. She cryed with greif and sorrow.She had done a terrble thing. She couldnt take it back. She was alone, forever.
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name:taurus_boy
character name: glace the goddess of frost
race: goddess
sex: female
age: unknown
looking age: 30's
height: 4ft 6in
job: none
looks: beautiful, has blue hair
personality: cold, rude, unenthused
skills: can control water and ice
magical skills: beautiful ice chant, frozen dream, goddess of everlasting freeze, and water bloom
other information: glace translates to snow or ice in french
his/her story: She is the goddess of frost. She currently sleeps in her ice haven. Glace was once the wife of the great Shugo Clown. They had two kids together. She was, however, to arrogant and rude so he left her. Because of this Glace has become bitter and lonely.
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name: taurus_boy
character name: sai
race: human/japanese
sex: male
age: 65
looking age: 60ish
height: 4ft 11 in
job: slays demons in daiyama; teaches his apprentice, ken.
looks: old, wears glasses, has wild grey unkept hair
personality: kind, strict
skills: swordsmanship, speed
magical skills: golden sword revolution, shining iron moon wave
other information: he has a fox named yokomaru; he found his golden sword in the rural mountains of Aikawa; is a great samurai
his/her story: After the death of his premature son, Sai became greatly depressed. The great Shugo Clown saw this and ordered Sai to take in Ken(an orphan). Through the years Ken and Sai have grown quite close. Sai trains Ken to become the best swordsman in the land so that he could protect the village from evil.
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name: taurus_boy
character name: ken
race: human
sex: male
age: 19
looking age: 19
height: 5ft 6in
job: slay the demons in his village of daiyama(along with Sai)
looks: has short white hair and wears traditional japanese clothing
personality: hard worker, honorable, arrogant at times
skills: sword skills
magical skills: eternal katana, immortal severing, death wind
other information: he gets paid cheap for his services; has two pet birds name ao and tori. ken translates to sword in japanese.
his/her story: When he was younger, Ken was abandoned by his poor family. He was rescued by an elderly samurai ,named Sai. Sai taught Ken many sword techniques over the years. He told Ken that he would have to soon protect the village one day........(so our story begins)
Name: bilybling
Character Name: Matt
Race: human
Sex: male
Age: 21
Looking age: 25
Hight: 6'
Job: rogue knight
Looks: red hair, blue pearcing eyes, scar from a duel
Personality: good
Skills: great defence and attack
Magical skills: able to have one sword and shield in hands while another sword flies around
Other information:
His/her story: started out as a knight in a kings army but the king went into single combat and was defeated so i took off in search of another worthy master. i've been traveling for two years helping people to defend theirselves. i've been in many major battles but one hurt me really bad. i got my back sliced open from my neck to the middle of my back.
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Name: IAreTheToast
Character Name: Sir Daetaru Ryoutta
Race: Vampire/Demon
Sex: Male
Age: 429
Looking age: 27
Hight: 6'4
Job: President of a Company (Criminal)
Looks: Black hair, Red Eyes, Pale white skin, very Sophisticated appearance/apparel
Personality: Intelligent, Wealthy, Selfish, Manipulative.
Skills: Extreme accuracy and quick logic.
Magical Skills: Vampirism and Demonicism.
Other information: Sir Daetaru Ryoutta is the president of a company. He is extremely wealthy and admirable. while he is a professional look to him, he is also extremely evil and manipulative. He is a mass assassin and doesn't seem to have anything but a black hole for a heart. ((it would be prefferable if he eventually fell in love with another character... just an Idea))
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name: ORgasmic Pigeon
character name: genevieve the wanderer
race: noone knows
sex: woman
age: again noone really knows
looking age: 19
height: 1.78m
job: goes around, helping, healing, but bringing confusion and unease
looks: long gently curling locks flow down her back. her red eyes some say signify links with the devil, whilst others believe them to be elfs.
personality: shy, but quite kind, and very unpredictable. will help anyone, no matter what status, or what they have done.
skills: even though she doesnt look it, she has agility to match a cat, and is just as fast. it is impossible to follow her, she will disappear into thin air.
magical skills: she carries a twig off a sprite tree, from a faraway forest which is supposedly filled with the magic of a thousand faerie folk.
story: she wanders from village to village, seek shelter in return for charms, ailments, and healing seesions for those who need it. it is said that you should not make her angry, a thousand curses otherwise.
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Character Name: Deadwolf Le Estep
Race: Human
Sex: Male
Age: Fifty
Looking age: Thirty
Hight: 6'6 350 lbs.
Job:
My character is a chef that works for a local inn called The Midnight Den in the city of Quamdar, a large human city. But the restaraunt he works at calls for some unique ingridients, sometimes requiring him to hunt down unique races and game, so he hunts and also uses magic.
Looks:
If I had to go into detail, this is the way Deadwolf looks. Deadwolf has blond hair and blue eyes, blond hair being an even cut all over his head. His fifty year old eyes is considerably gleamy. As if he was twenty years younger. For an older man, he is quite good looking and distinguished, although he is somewhat heavy because of the food he eats. His face wouldn't be lean, but instead a little pudgy. He's a chef. He has to taste everything he eats. But because of all the hunting he does, he isn't that fat. Just a little husky. At his waist would lie a mythril chain belt that holds one holster for his long mythril chef's knife, which is not only what he uses to make cuts in the kitchen, but also to make cuts in enemies and prey for his adventures for rare spices and ingridients. The amulet around his neck is filled by the blessing of a god and gives him some extra strength and speed and was granted to him by an adventurer who ate at The Midnight Den. His chef's uniform is special. It is solid white and is somehow very very flame retardent.
Personality:
Deadwolf is a quiet, ambitious man that is unique from most common adventurers. Although sometimes his appearace can be sometimes rough, he has many passions, alot of them pertaining to cooking. When he isn't in the kitchen cooking for The Midnight Den or on hunts for unique ingridients, he is helping local businesses or adventurers on their quests in the city of Quamdar.
Skills:
Deadwolf has many skills to say the least. Deadwolf is very strong for his age and as a human period. First he is extremely strong, able to carry over three times his own body weight and able to run up to thirty miles per hour. Normally he would only be able to carry double his weight and run at a speed of twenty miles an hour but due to the armulet around his neck, he is granted a small amount more of strength and speed.
He is also familiar with several grappling techniques mainly consisting of greco roman wrestling and self defense. He knows how to use hand to hand combat well, as well as throwing certain kicks. But when it comes to combat, Deadwolf is most deadly with his hands and most importantly, his chef's knife, which he calls "his hook". Deadwolf's chef knife is longer than the usual blade, reaching out to two feet long, almost like a dagger. He is familiar with several styles of weapon to weapon combat as well as some ancient martial arts, and uses a style that can be worked with any style of swordplay. Because he is a busy man, he usually strikes for death blows to the chest, neck and head, although some of his opponents are a little more advanced than common animals, requiring other ways of dealing with them.
Magical Skills:
Deadwolf tried being many things in his life. Looking at the elves and their unique uses in magic, he strived to become a wizard, spending fifteen years of his life to studying not only how to cook but how to produce magic as well so that he can use it in his kitchen. But as he started traveling to other lands he learned that his magic could not only be used in the kitchen but actually very much helpful in combat. He stopped learning after a while in order to continue help running The Midnight Den. Deadwolf's magical abilities include: lighting up certain areas of his body for light, especially his eyes; throwing fireballs the size of his fist; able to cover parts of his body in flames for protection and for attacking others. The flames do not actually touch his suit directly but they are close together. Deadwolf can also work with steam by causing it to rise around him at temperatures of four hundred to five hundred degrees.
Life Story:
Deadwolf was adopted by his master Sabastian, who currently had worked as a chef at The Midnight Den, at the age of three years old. His mother and father loved him very much and would do anything to protect him. However, the family of three was taking a break in a local forest near Quamdar when they were attacked by orcs. It wasn't just a pack, it was a whole entire camp consisting of fourty to fifty orcs. The two parents fought to the death and defeated all the orcs. They retired to Quamdar on horseback and made it only to the city gates as they fell off their horses, dead.
Sabastian was going out that day and happened to come across this young baby boy. Seeing the dead bodies, he made a stand to protect the baby and teach him as if he was his own. Sabastian began to teach the boy about cooking and cleaning, as well as how to defend himself, teaching Deadwolf his own secret style of fighting and how to hunt through the ingridients that he needs. Sebastian was fifty five when he found Deadwolf and when Deadwolf turned twenty, he began to study abit of magic, and studied years. Using the magic he learned, he began incorporating it in the kitchen only to find that it made dishes easier to create in less time. Sabastian was proud. Sabastian died when Deadwolf turned twenty five with the dieing wish that he take over the kitchen in The Midnight Den. Deadwolf gladly accepted and put on his masters chef cap.
His/her story:
Deadwolf looks at the dead corpse before him, the dead lifeless eyes looking back into his, the stench of burning dark elf flesh filling his nostrils. The sun had just began to rise. Luck had been on his side. Two hours away from the city of Quamdar he was searching for dark elves to slay for his new recipe of Dark Elf Stew. However, all day long he had had no luck. But behold! As he had relaxed under an apple tree and fallen asleep, a dark elf thief had tryed to steal his knife. Deadwolf jumped into action and grabbed the mans arm and threw him against the tree. Deadwolf immediatly threw his knife at the thief on the ground, but he jumped up and began to take off through the forest with haste. Deadwolf followed, staying hot on his heels through the trees and brush. Within seconds, he wrapped his arm in flames, aimed at the elf in front of him and threw a ball of flames at the creature. It hit the ground and stayed there for only a second and then cryed out in pain. The thief turned over only to meet another two of Deadwolf's balls of fire. He finally had the meat he needed. Deadwolf wrapped up the corpse, put it on his horse, and began back for town.
A horse ride of three hours, Deadwolf enters the kitchen, carefully putting on his chef hat onto his head and balancing it to the center. Taking a quick glance into the large mirror by the door, he smiles and makes sure his outfit is in place. Making sure his chef pants and coat are white and clean as pegasus wings, and his blade is as sharp as dragons teeth, he slips his chef's knife into the case at his belt and walks to the center of the room. In the center of the room say a dark black cauldron with a case underneath it for wood to burn. Immediately, he went to the other side of the room and began to toss wood under the stove putting them in a criss cross position that would allow the whole under of the cauldron to become evenly heated. After putting water in it, his whole right arm began to become covered in flames. The flames danced slowly in rhythem. He stuck his arm under the pot and inbetween the logs, and then expanded the flames underneath the cauldron. He pulls out his arms and reduces the flames slowly to none.
The other doors leading straight outside were fully opened but as always, he can't fully see the whole kitchen. His expression stays the same but very quickly his eyes began to light up. The eyes of Deadwolf began to brighten the room and embers start to emit from them. Whatever parts of the kitchem were not illuminated from outside was soon illuminated from his eyes whereever he turned.
Yes indeed, his eyes would have burnt up any ordinary chef's suit but fortuantly he had a tailor create a flame retardent chef's suit. Have to be very careful when your a chef like Deadwolf! Although the action that had just happened only took about five seconds, he smiled once more. Taking the dead body of his prey to the large four foot chopping board in the corner of the room, he gathered his spices, veggies, took "the hook" from his belt and smiled. Today was going to be a good day.
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Name: Ashley-Mandy
Character Name:feyona
Race: hell demon
Sex: Female
Age: 319
Looking age: 26
Hight: 5ft 5in.
Job: killing her enimes
Looks: -black hair- red eyes- white skin
Personality: confindent
Skills: stabs to death with ptchfork
Magical Skills: Spells from her fathers hell book
Other information: Feyona was born in the buring pit of hell.Her father was overlord, and her mother was a poiwerful pixie demon.When it came to feyona's 16 birthday, they noticed that she was destined for great things.She was ment to be a warrior.It was in Her blood.
She was always angery, never leaving her home.Her angery will built up, intill she finally, let it all out. She killed everyone in her town, no one could stop her, not even the overlord himself. Evntually, no one was alife. Just her. She cryed with greif and sorrow.She had done a terrble thing. She couldnt take it back. She was alone, forever.
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name:taurus_boy
character name: glace the goddess of frost
race: goddess
sex: female
age: unknown
looking age: 30's
height: 4ft 6in
job: none
looks: beautiful, has blue hair
personality: cold, rude, unenthused
skills: can control water and ice
magical skills: beautiful ice chant, frozen dream, goddess of everlasting freeze, and water bloom
other information: glace translates to snow or ice in french
his/her story: She is the goddess of frost. She currently sleeps in her ice haven. Glace was once the wife of the great Shugo Clown. They had two kids together. She was, however, to arrogant and rude so he left her. Because of this Glace has become bitter and lonely.
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name: taurus_boy
character name: sai
race: human/japanese
sex: male
age: 65
looking age: 60ish
height: 4ft 11 in
job: slays demons in daiyama; teaches his apprentice, ken.
looks: old, wears glasses, has wild grey unkept hair
personality: kind, strict
skills: swordsmanship, speed
magical skills: golden sword revolution, shining iron moon wave
other information: he has a fox named yokomaru; he found his golden sword in the rural mountains of Aikawa; is a great samurai
his/her story: After the death of his premature son, Sai became greatly depressed. The great Shugo Clown saw this and ordered Sai to take in Ken(an orphan). Through the years Ken and Sai have grown quite close. Sai trains Ken to become the best swordsman in the land so that he could protect the village from evil.
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name: taurus_boy
character name: ken
race: human
sex: male
age: 19
looking age: 19
height: 5ft 6in
job: slay the demons in his village of daiyama(along with Sai)
looks: has short white hair and wears traditional japanese clothing
personality: hard worker, honorable, arrogant at times
skills: sword skills
magical skills: eternal katana, immortal severing, death wind
other information: he gets paid cheap for his services; has two pet birds name ao and tori. ken translates to sword in japanese.
his/her story: When he was younger, Ken was abandoned by his poor family. He was rescued by an elderly samurai ,named Sai. Sai taught Ken many sword techniques over the years. He told Ken that he would have to soon protect the village one day........(so our story begins)
