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Valken sat at one end of the twenty foot long crudely-crafted oak table opposite of his father. This was a downgrade of his former squalor, but he accepted it given the circumstances. His life of privilege had been threatened when a planted bomb detonated in his family's manor. His father was influential and a man of wealth, both traits worthy of attempted assassination in this corrupt gutter town. Due to the recent attack, Valken was forced to take residence in this second-hand mansion. Utterly disgusting, but no alternative seemed to exist at the moment.

Valken and his father ate in silence for a majority of the meal until the old man looked up with a look of disdain smeared across his face,

"Are you that ill-mannered? End such barbarisms and use a damn fork and knife you embarrassing child!"

Valken's father launched a knife in Valken's direction, aimed strait for his face. Accustomed, Valken leaned slightly out of harms way and snatched the silverware before it clashed with the back of his seat.

"It seems your reflex and basic combat skills are not that atrocious. I am sending you to the main village of this country to begin training as a ninja."

Valken brazenly retorted in sudden anger "Are you daft? Why would I consider such a path?"

"I will not have my son be a liability. And besides, you should be useful for something. Now I wont hear another word of it. You will be sent off come this weeks end."

Valken rose from his seat, leaving the dining room without a word, fuming in contempt. He could not imagine socializing with the likes of common children whose greatest ambitions were to be able to 'kick the crap outta people'. Still, the resistance was purely for show, for Valken knew that defying his father was pointless. Best come to terms with studying the shinobi way sooner than later. . .

Sanari walked hand and hand with her mother down the boring halls of the ninja academy. "Now Sanari make sure to make our family proud." Sanari looked up into the crystal blue eyes of her mother and smiled. "Of course mother, I will show that brawn isn't the only asset a ninja needs, but brain power and control." Sanari's mother patted Sanari on the head like a little puppy and showed her to the classroom. "This is where you will be studying, I know you can do it." Sanari opened the door as she gave her mom a final farewell. The door made a creek from the poor construction, but it was covered up by the entrance of this 12 year old girl. The teacher looked at the little blonde and smiled, "Students please give our new student Sanari a warm welcome." Sanari was normal height, a little below the average weight, and had breath taking features. She, like her mother, had blonde curly/wavy hair, and blue/grayish eyes. She was definitely a cute one. Sanari walked slowly over to and empty spot, her blonde curls bounced as she walked. Sanari gave the student she sat next to a small smile. She was determined to be the best whatever no matter what.

Appreciate it.

And yes, I'm aware, it was a random example. I would have written a new example, but I have not even decided what archetype I want for a character, let alone the Village. It's hard for me to write without a partner's input, but if you really would like to see I can write up a new one using an old character.

My Characters name is Ichirou Serayn, I have yet to choose a village though.

A slight breeze swept through the forest and from the amount of light in the area it would soon be noon. Ichirou sighed with in contempt. It was to early to stop training but it was soon going to be time for him to report for his final test. But at the moment that was the least of his worries. At the moment he needed to train he wanted to be stronger, no he needed to be stronger, for the weak get nothing done and only get in the way. Reaching into his back pocket he swift fully pulled out a wide arrangement of needles, kunai, and shurikan. Craning his head Ichirou looked at each of the targets around him for a split second so he could see what it would take to hit it dead on. Then from the tree in which he was perched, he thrusted the weapons in each direction. When he got all the ones higher in the tree's, he dropped down in order to get the lower ones a bit easier. But unlike others instead of dropping to the ground and then attacking he propelled himself in the direction tords the ground and did a swift spin, and released his weapons. By the time he had reached the ground he had hit almost each target dead on. After looking around he noticed he was off on one of the targets and was greatly displeased in the results. Grunting he swift fully retrieved his weapons and headed back to the academy.

Yes I understand thats why I stopped at academy, and I will be sure to send you the information with my profile once I get a reply from a Kage about joining the village. It allso depends on which villages are open to students, or just plain open.

More than 3 lines, please.