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Full Name: Setsuka "Fenrir" Koroyami
Nickname: Set, Koro, Fen, Echo, Bandit
Age: 15
Birthdate: The eleventh of November
Gender: Male
Height: 5'5"
Weight: 145 lbs.
Nindo: "Never steal from those weaker than you. Never steal from anyone poorer than you. Never steal from someone who is crying. Steal people's things, not their dignity."
Personality: A thief with honor, values, who doesn't steal more than he needs, and will not take an innocent life for the sake of ryo. He doesn't steal from the rich and give to the door, he does what he needs in order to survive. He's not an overwhelming personality, but perhaps his...lack of one speaks in volumes. Setsuka doesn't react to things like most people, at least not on the surface. Rather than a calm demeanor, it simply seems to represent nonchalance, to the point where even a slight change in his facial expression becomes largely noticeable. He's typically short-spoken, only approving of lengthy conversation when he feels like his words will make an actual impact. This would likely all paint the picture of an uninterested, eternally bored thief...but that just isn't the case. Setsuka likes the large things in life that he can't have. The loud entertainment, delicious foods, that extravagant lifestyle made complete with friends. It's so far out of his reach that he's basically given up on it. Still, those moments of childish fascination shine through noticeably when he gets just the glimpse of the finer things in life, like just maybe his fingertips could graze the surface...that would be enough for him.
Village: Takumi [Wanderer]
Title: Genin
Rank: D-Rank
First Class: Bukijutsu
____Discipline → Mystic Hero
Second Class: Tamer
____Discipline → Eternal Partners
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Full Name: Hyōnoarashi
Nickname: Arashi, Hyō, Flicker
Species: Wolf of exotic breed (half of body is black as void, with gold eyes that peer through that lack of light)
Age: One Year (breed ages slow, body not at adulthood)
Gender: Male
Height: 1'6"
Weight: 85 lbs.
Chakra Pool: 290
Stamina Pool: 270
Chakra Element: Fire, Doton
Chakra Color: Void black, with tinges of purple.
Chakra Materialization: A menacing miasma, where if one draws into it they can feel a sense of dread, along with their movements being hindered as if they're waddling through tar, though this is only to the weak-willed who succumb to the sight of it.
Strengths:
• Enhances senses.
• Body blends well in dark areas.
Weaknesses:
• Ages slowly up till a certain point, resulting in an underdeveloped body despite being a year old.
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Fears:
• The light. Interesting enough, this wolf only tends to appear in dimly lit or completely dark areas.
• Being left alone/abandoned
Limitations: {How many of each technique it can learn. Refer to class info}
• Ninjutsu : : 00 // 16
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Bloodline: Kūton [ Void Release ]
Chakra Pool: 290 [Classes = 250 + 40 from Bloodline]
Stamina Pool: 270 [Classes = 250 + 20 from Bloodline]
Chakra Element: Raiton l Fuuton l Suiton
Chakra Color: Black as the void, a result of his bloodline.
Chakra Materialization: Like chains leaving his form, extending around the battlefield. The more chakra he disperses, the more dreadful it seems, to the point where it makes the sounds of chains and seems to wrap around people, though this does nothing but instill a sense of terror in enemies already scared of him.
Passive Status Increases:
• Strength ► 0
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• Speed ► 0
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• Reflex ► 0
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• Fortitude ► 0
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Strengths:
• Excellent Thief. His bloodline, lithe frame, and partner in crime make him capable in both highway banditry and stealthy burglary.
• Versatility. With three elements under his belt along with a proficiency in physical combat, he can handle himself well.
Weaknesses:
• A thousand cuts. While speed and reflexes are what he strives to excel in, his strength and fortitude are lacking. It may be easy for him to strike someone, but without precise strikes he has a higher chance to falter.
• Lawful. As a thief, Setsuka upholds a strict code. This, coupled with the fact that he can lose much of his strength by attacking while fueled by vengeance, limits his options of initiation.
Fears:
• Starving/Being dehydrated to death.
• Being caught/arrested
Reductions:
• Learn Taijutsu one [1] post faster.
• Learn Bukijutsu techniques one [1] post faster.
• All Kūton users learn Raiton [ Lightning ] and Fuuton [ Wind ] Jutsu one [ 1 ] post faster.
Personal Attributes:
• +1 Element (Suiton)
• +1 Bukijutsu Style
• Animal Trait: When in dark areas/nightfall, Setsuka's eyes gain an abundance of grayscale receptors while his color receptors decrease in the retina, increasing his low-light vision.
Bloodline Traits:
• All Kūton users are capable of performing techniques with a single hand.
• Kūton techniques give off a very faint glow that makes them slightly visible in darkness.
• All Kūton techniques may be retrained once to allow their deliberate misuse, inverting the effects of the techniques. Techniques so inverted that result in a net gain of Chakra in the area affected also cause debilitating physical pain on par with breaking a major bone to all involved.
• Empty Flask: All members of the Saimoto clan gain [ 40 ] Chakra and [ 20 ] Stamina.
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Ryo: 両0
AC: 0
Missions Complete:
D Rank :: 0
C Rank :: 0
B Rank :: 0
A Rank :: 0
S Rank :: 0
Crafting Trees
• {First Tree Here} || →
• {Second Tree Here} || →
• {Third Tree Here} || →
• {Fourth Tree Here} || →
Crafting Jobs Complete:
D Rank :: 0 {All start at zero}
C Rank :: 0
B Rank :: 0
A Rank :: 0
S Rank :: 0
Job Titles
• {Job} || → {Current Title}
• {Job} || → {Current Title}
Job Missions Complete:
D Rank :: 0
C Rank :: 0
B Rank :: 0
A Rank :: 0
S Rank :: 0
Limitations: {How many of each technique you can learn. Refer to class info}
• Ninjutsu : : 00 / 16
• Genjutsu : : 00 / 00
• Taijutsu Styles: : 00 / 01
• Bukijutsu Styles: : 00 / 02
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Weapon Type: Knife
Weapon Range: 9" blade length, 5 1/8" handle, totaled out to 14 1/8"
Weapon Weight: 12.4 oz (0.775 pounds)
Weapon Size: 4.7 mm in thickness, clip point and deep, wide blade bevels. Think a "fatter" bowie knife with a jagged back end.
Weapon Location: Lower back/horizontal in a leather sheathe.
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• 14x Kunai
• 1x Senbon
• Black zip-down hoodie
• Light grey sweatpants
• Socks/Combat boots in black.
• Black shirt w/cowl able to be worn like lower face mask.
• Empty flask
• Water canteen
• Dog brush
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Maruton: {Start with the following six only unless otherwise specified.}
• Henge no Jutsu [ Transformation Technique ]
• Kawarimi no Jutsu [ Substitution Technique ]
• Bushin no Jutsu [ Clone Technique ]
• Suimen Hokou no Waza [ Act of Water Surface Walking ]
• Kinobori no Waza [ Act of Tree Climbing ]
• Kai [ Release ]
Raiton
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Fuuton
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Suiton
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Kūton
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Western Burning Fist
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Sobagai Deba Sentou
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Juurai Toorima
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Current Slots Available → 00 // 02
Locked Formless
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Slots Used
• _______ → || [X]
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Setsuka was born outside the Land of Tea, in the slums of a failing city. He doesn't remember his parents, so he always just assumed he never had any. In fact his earliest memory was walking into a place that smelled of foreign spice, while a burly man asked him to write his name.
"I can't."
"Why not? You got a name yeah? What, you don't know how to write?"
The young boy in rags didn't say a word, just shook his head with that nonchalant gaze of his, though something about the strange place lit his amber hues with wonder.
"I can't write...and I don't have a name."
The series of event that occurred next are still a blur in his mind. He can faintly remember a few people doting over him like he was some sort of fresh new toy, and given a place to sleep that night. It was quite a welcome, considering the nature of that place, and the shady pasts of the people within. The next day, he was given a first name. Setsuka. Snow Flower. A bit feminine, one he imagined the girls decided on, but it was his own and he adored it for that reason. A week later, he was given the name "dark time" or rather "night time", Koroyami. He had friends, who taught him how to read, write, and to exercise a skill that would become paramount throughout his adolescent life.
Thieving.
As he grew up, he had more and more of a knack for stealing things from others. He was basically bred for it, given the name "Echo" for his skill of manipulating sounds while in low-light environments to distract people and create opportunity. His partner for most of these events was a cherry-haired girl by the name of Kahlua, someone he grew attached to. It was through protecting her on one night that he ended up being captured for the first time. It wasn't by city guard, just some thugs who didn't know what to do with a kid. They were primarily animal smugglers, and the job was to take a rare dog canine breed from them. When they were placed beside one another in cages, it was like an instantaneous connection. As if they were to be intertwined from the start. Through the efforts of the both of them together, they made a clean escape. While the initial intention was to sell the young canine to the client who asked for its retrieval, a unanimous decision was made to let Setsuka keep it.
Several months passed after that night before Set's life changed. It was a difficult job, one that involved taking back an actual person who had been kidnapped by a shady organization. It was clean until the lights were turned on, and Set realized that their client set them up. While the boy had never been good at fighting, he defended his partner just long enough to secure her escape, before he was knocked unconscious. When he awoke, he was on a boat to Sasagi City in Gimangakure, with the pup hidden on his person joining him. It wasn't the traditional sort of slavery. No, they actually forced him to train, making him learn how to protect himself. He didn't know everything about them, just enough to be aware that it was impossible for him to escape alone. He'd be dead by the time he hit the city limits. His life became simple from then on out. Setsuka would steal for them, and they'd give him food. Water. Not enough to last, but enough that he wouldn't start. He could keep a cut for himself, but that typically was just enough to feed his pet and make sure he was healthy.
That leads us to now, the story of Fenrir the Highwayman, his "nickname." To be honest, he greatly preferred Echo.
