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Name: Sen Hoshi
Age: 17- going on 18
Gender: Androgynous Female (Looks to much like a boy for her own good)
Karmic Alignment: -1
Rank:[LB]-4
Tribe/Nation: Fire Nation
General Description: Being only 5’ 4’’ Sen for a girl has a very odd figure, especially for her age. She has a more boyish figure but has a feminine charm to her face leaving most to question her gender. (Her voice is also perky but is a lower octave) Being very much a tomboy, her short hair, posture, figure and attitude leaves many to question her gender frequently.
Eye Colour~ Greenish gold
Hair Colour~ chestnut brown with a few copper streaks
Skin Colour~ Ivory

Clothing~ Being one not to really care what her appearance may be, Sen throws on whatever clothing someone throws at her.
Her preference though lies is baggy clothes that let her move easily and quickly without restraint, though she often curses the fact when getting her pant leg caught in a bush (and it happens a lot)
She loves armor and finds it quite flattering, while she doesn’t really care for close fitting shirts because she doesn’t have much to flaunt like other girls.

Personality: Very much a pyro, Sen has a smug attitude that leaves little room for her to be pushed around by others.
She has her good and bad days like any female and snaps often like a dry twig and will then cheer up as if nothing happened, and god forbid she gives a wide grin, it usually signifies that a bad thought brewing.

History/Bio: Sen grew up in a small village residing in the fire nations borders and in the constant love of her family.
Her brother and father were normally manning the farms while her mother tried to gain Sen's attention with more feminine roles around the house, to no avail.

Always escaping her mother mothers household teachings she was normally concerned with playing sports and fighting with the local kids.
Her only sibling being her older brother ‘Ten’ was a beginner fire bender and spent most of his time training in hopes of being anything great.
Rather jealous, Sen watched her brother fire bend at a regular basis but enjoyed her brother’s constant invitation to train with him, even though she had no skills.

Being 8 at the time and her brother being 14, their childhood years seemed to fly by as Ten’s fire skills grew and Sen….Just always got herself into mischief.

3 years later, Ten went away to train with an experienced bender.
Sen started off being proud of her brother’s accomplishments until she realized she was left alone with no sibling to keep her company or teach her anything.
This leaving her a bit disgruntled, she started picking more fights than usual and gained herself an attitude problem that was carried with her through life.
Sneaking into her brothers old scrolls and text studies, she attempted to teach herself fire bending, but the papers were better off being written in a foreign language because they didn’t make sense to her.
One day in one of her usual school fights, a boy had grabbed a hold of her hair, and when she yelled out in anger and grabbed at his arm to pull him away, she was surprised by a cry of pain and the smell of burning flesh.
When she opened her eyes she was welcomed to the sight of the boy holding his arm that was branded with her small hand print.
When the boy had run away she glanced down at her own hands, not sure as to what occurred her eyes were invited to the sight of her right hand boiling with the other kids skin and blood.
Being disgusted she brushed the palm of her hand on the ground to only realize that the blades of dry grass started to wilt and burn.
Being rather frightened and excited, Sen realized this was her very own encounter with powers of her own.
Starting her training over, she spent the next 6 years of her life focused only on fire bending, until one day she finally left home trying to find a path in life that she could take to make fire bending more of her life’s passion. She also wanted to find her brother and learn as to what become of him in what seemed just a few short years.

Name: Kuzon
Title; Fire Lord
Age: 30
Gender: Male
Karmic Alignment:
Rank: [MB]-8 (April.12.2007)
Tribe/Nation: Fire Nation
General Description: Kuzon is exactly 6 feet 3 inches tall. His long black hair has been groomed in the traditional upper class family style: Hair pulled back into widow’s peak, gathered in a small top knot, and then left alone to fall behind the back and allowed to grow down to the waist. A large burn scar stretches from his right shoulder to his left hip. He is very muscular.
Eye Color: Gold
Hair Color: Black
Skin Color: Tan
Clothing: While in court he wears the ceremonial Fire Lord garb: Spiked shoulder pads that flare out a few inches from his body. The first of the two is a small red plate while the second is a larger gold plate, they are both held together by a circular broach inlaid with a stylized flame. Beneath this is a large red robe.

When not involved in Royal matter Kuzon prefers to dress in far more casual clothing. A crimson top with golden flame designs, beneath this he wears a thin black silk top. He wears large red baggy pants covered in a similar designs ending at his ankles. He dose not wear shoes.

History/Bio: Kuzon was born 150AA son of the then Fire Lord Zuko II, and Fire Lady Mena. He spent the formative years of his childhood within the capitol palace due to a strange sickness he contracted during his second year. However at age 5 the sickness showed no signs of returning and he was sent of too the Royal Fire Academy for boys. Unfortunatley the disease left the 5 year old boy with a debilitating addiction to a strange spirit world plant.

He remained at the academy for the next 10 years of his life, but once his fathers health deteriorated he was brought back to the capitol.
Although his Father’s health eventually returned Kuzon chose to stay in the capitol. After finishing his education he traveled abroad acting as an ambassador for the Fire Nation. It was during this world tour that he met his fiancé Jun. She was a dedicated humanitarian and showed him the atrocities committed by the fire nation on its people, this coupled with a visit to the remains of the Lake Laogai brain washing camp made Kuzon realize what effect the shelter of a propaganda based school and a jingoistic home had had on him. At age 27 his father fell ill with the sickness that would eventually kill him; Kuzon returned to the capitol for good.

He has spent the last three years of his life as acting ruler of the fire nation, but refused his fathers offer of coronation out of hope that he would get better. During those three years Kuzon spent an unheard of amount of time in the surrounding country side speaking with the people. He had seen the tensions mounting between nations and knew that if it came to blows he could not win the war without the peoples support. He also came in conflict with the Nation’s Council. They argued daily over everything from how he should be performing in public to how much money should go into the military.

Name: Virgil Suikage
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Karmic Alignment: -3
Rank: [LB]-4
Tribe/Nation: Fire (until Shadow clan is made)
General Description: A skilled assassin he is tactical and moves in fluid motion. When he makes friends he is a pleasant person who smiles a lot.
Eye Color~ Gold when bending, but otherwise brown
Hair Color~ jet black
Skin Color~ dark tannish
Clothing~ Long black pants with his two katana at his waist. He wears a red shirt with a black coat around him.
History/Bio: His family was killed by the Earth nation, or so he thinks. For this he assassinates people of the Earth village. He has many rebels who want to bring Earth down and gets information about bounties from them. If he gets the chance he will try to assassinate the richer people of the Earth kingdom.

His father along with most of his family were swords people who used special katana forged from the hardest material to be harnessed and is pressed together into long thin blades. The blades can withstand incredible heat from the core of a volcano and still be in perfect condition. His family used these to focus and intensify their fire-related attacks. Their clan is the Suikage clan.

Virgil’s family abandoned when they saw his eyes sometimes became a startling gold. In an ancient prophecy written by a powerful Fire Shaman told that the one with gold eyes would bring the downfall of the Suikage’s. There was supposed to be more to the prophecy but it was too hard to read.

When his parents died a general convinced him that they were killed in battle. He never told Virgil that he had betrayed them. Virgil doesn’t know about the betrayal.

After learning this Virgil met a wise old monk and learned the soothing art of Tai Chi to calm him down. The old monk also taught him about chakras and how to open them. Virgil studied with the old man until the monk’s death from old age. He opens his chakra's to keep himself emotionless and clear minded. It also keeps him concentrated when bending.

His fire may come out faster but this process makes it harder to move the flames and control the flames. Virgil can move the fire around but he gets tired easily so he uses the slow moving fire with the fast moving fire to form his own style of bending. This style makes his fire move at an average rate and change direction easily. He can also hold it on his blades and shoot them from there. Virgil is still working on how to utilize it perfectly.

Name: Meran Licher

Age: 30

Gender: M

Karmic Alignment: +1

Rank: LB-4

Tribe/Nation: Fire Nation

General Description:
Eye Colour~ mirthful brown
Hair Colour~ None…burned off in several accidents.
Skin Colour~ Fairly dark skin due to training and sparring accidents that also contributed to the missing body hair.
Clothing~ Meran prefers to wear standard Fire Nation armor. To save money, he accepted the standard issue helmet and simply broke the face mask off.

Travel-Meran sometimes leaves extra clothes at home and goes out to buy whatever is most appealing at the time he travels. His usual outfit until he reaches such a destination is just a white shirt and plain white cloth pants that he would otherwise wear under his armor. If he is traveling for more “formal” purposes, Meran just keeps his uniform on at all times.

History/Bio: Meran was born into a family that served close to the Fire Lord in every generation. He was hard-pressed to become strong even though he was second born. When he was only seven, Meran got his first bitter taste of conflict by becoming the “first born” in a technical sense due to his elder sister’s death defending the Fire Lord against an Anarchist Faction at that time. He became a more enthusiastic, determined boy when his time mourning was finished. It became his goal to surpass his sister’s ability and potential so that he could hold up her honor as well as his own. To keep spirits up, he has a fairly loose attitude and makes some of the first jokes to release tension among soldiers.

Meran was present for a few of the Avatar tests, having taken an interest in the young Tsuzuki and believing that she was the most likely to be the one. Due to this near zealous belief, however, he’s never received many promotions to higher ranks. It was believed among the Fire Council that if this were true and the Fire Nation made any moves that might be believed wrong for the balance then not only would they have the Avatar to face, but it would be possible that an entire section of the army would go against them if Meran was allowed such a position.

His faith in Tsuzuki’s power has remained strong and unwavering even if revoking such beliefs would get him more influence. His latest assignments have kept him away from situations such as the coronation ceremony for “security reasons” according to his superiors. It is believed that Meran’s belief that Tsuzuki is the Avatar and his complete loyalty to whatever she may do stems from the fact that his youngest brother had been a potential Avatar candidate as well. Shortly before the tests began, the boy was murdered in what was believed to be an attempt to keep the Avatar from successfully being a Firebender this generation or to simply eliminate some children that were seen as “unfit” of the lifestyle.

Meran’s family finds his behavior toward the situation is unusual because he acts like it never happened. Stranger still, Meran doesn’t seem to remember even having a brother that young. His memories between his mother getting pregnant and up to the child’s death have left him entirely. The murderer was never identified.