[hider=Hayashi Takara][color=0086D4][CENTER][img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/230726/0f27039aa8e4026b7e68c9ac3f7074f3.png[/img][/CENTER]
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[b]Full Name[/b][COLOR=#807B84] - Hayashi Takara[/COLOR]
[b]Age[/b][COLOR=#807B84] - Eighteen[/COLOR]
[B]Gender[/B][COLOR=#807B84] - Female[/COLOR]
[b]Occupation[/b][COLOR=#807B84] - Stablehand[/COLOR][/color][/SUP]

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[hider=// PERSONALITY][indent][SUB][b]P E R S O N A L I T Y[/b][/sub]

[sup][COLOR=SILVER][b]Bit Of A Boaster[/b]
[COLOR=#807B84]Takara likes to brag and boast about her victories. Like, a lot. It's honestly unhealthy how much she does brag. So, if there is a number one spot open to be claimed, you better make certain you beat Takara to the punch. If she happens to win instead—well, don't ever expect her to shut up about it.[/COLOR][/COLOR]

[COLOR=SILVER][b]Gotta Go Fast[/b]
[COLOR=#807B84]Takara moves at a break-neck pace practically nonstop. She is always restless, and can't sit still for long. It's probably why Takara loves to race other people; she needs her fix of speed or else she'll go stir-crazy.[/COLOR][/COLOR]

[COLOR=SILVER][b]Just Gimme The Whole Menu[/b]
[COLOR=#807B84]Shoveling hefty piles of hay on top of being a hyper, energetic weirdo often leaves Takara hungry to the point some might say that she is a glutton. Takara always appears to be mowing down food as if her stomach is a bottomless pit. Don't be surprised if she starts eyeballing your food asks you if you're plan on eating it.[/COLOR][/COLOR]
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[hider=// SKILLSET][indent][SUB][b]S K I L L S E T[/b][/sub]

[sup][COLOR=SILVER][b]Animal Husbandry[/b]
[COLOR=#807B84]Being in charge of the inn's stable takes a particular skill. It requires you to be dutiful in taking care of various animals that come through town, whether it be one's trusty horse or a group of strong, wagon-pulling oxen. As a result, Takara knows the ins and outs of raising and caring for animals, with a primary focus on those that would be classified as "domestic".[/COLOR][/COLOR]

[COLOR=SILVER][b]Heiseinan Cowgirl[/b]
[COLOR=#807B84]Takara is someone who could be considered "born in the saddle". Give her a steed, and she can do anything. With or without a saddle. Canter or a full-on sprint. Broken-in or wild and free. It doesn't matter what. She is simply unstoppable with the reins in her hands.[/COLOR][/COLOR]

[COLOR=SILVER][b]General Upkeep[/b]
[COLOR=#807B84]Given that her family runs the village inn, sometimes it requires Takara to help around the place during busy hours. Simple things like cooking, cleaning, etc. are easy enough tasks for her to handle. Not that she actually enjoys doing them, though.[/COLOR][/COLOR]

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[/cell][cell][b]Physical Description[/b]
[color=#807B84][indent]Standing at 5'4'', Hayashi Takara is picturesque of a country bumpkin. 

Whilst her body appears lean, she does have clearly defined muscle, having been acquired through years of physical labor and horseback riding. Her auburn hair is always cut in a messy bob, mostly in part due to Takara's impatience in cutting her own hair if it bothers her in any way. She does happen to have a minor case of facial blemishes across both of her cheeks, but Takara couldn't care less about trying to hide them with creams, powder, or other such make-up.

Attire-wise, Takara tends to prefer simpler, peasantry-esque clothing that doesn't require much effort to wear. Being a stable hand is dirty, rough work, after all, and fancy kimonos and the like would just get in the way. 

Despite this preference, however, Takara is more often than not seen in a pair of her racing leathers opposed to anything else. Purposefully dyed her favorite color, the outfit is well-suited for rugged work or adventure, allowing Takara ample protection from the elements or any other hazard out there. Typically, the attached hood is already slung over her head, with Takara using the inlaid set of goggles to cover her eyes from strong gusts of wind while out riding.[/indent][/color]
[b]Character Conceptualization[/b]
[color=#807B84][indent]Eighteen years ago, Takara had been born to Hayashi Benjiro and Yua. Together, they had named their newborn daughter Takara; their "treasure" or "jewel".

For the Hayashis, life had been simple and kind to them. With her parents running the local village inn, Takara was allotted a modest lifestyle growing up. She would often bounce between helping her father in the stables and her mother in the inn, desiring to be as helpful as possible to her parents. Sometimes she'd even receive a tip from their customers, who found the little busy bee worker cute enough to throw some coinage her way for a sweet, toy or whatever she might've wanted.

All and all, Takara had a happy childhood. At least, until her life was suddenly turned upside down around her tenth winter.

For reasons still unknown to Takara, her mother had disappeared from the village. It was like she never existed, having left no reason why or note as to where she was going. Both father and daughter felt lost and confused, wondering why Yua would just up and leave them behind. Her father grew grumpy and distant, while Takara became a shut-in, wishing her mother would return from wherever she had gone.

It was during this mopey, depressive slump that Takara had a stupid yet brave idea. Sneaking out of the house one dark night, Takara stole a horse and raced out of the village. She would her find her mother, no matter what it took. Of course, when you're a ten year old out in the wilderness, you have absolutely no idea what you're doing. She wound up lost early on, and would've probably died out there had her father not led a search party out looking for his daughter.

Her father had given Takara a stern talking to that day; that she had been a fool to run off on an equally foolish quest. Regardless of his scolding, however, her father knew he wouldn't be able to shake the idea out of her head. She did have her mother's stubbornness, after all.

Therefore, her father forced Takara to make a promise to him. If she still intended to search for her mother, then she'd have to work for it. She'd have to grow faster. Better. Stronger. Anything that could stand in her way of finding her mother, Takara would train until it wasn't. In the end, it ultimately had been a promise Takara readily accepted without a second thought. 

She'd find her mother, no matter what it took.[/indent][/color]
[b]Other Information[/b]
[color=#807B84][indent]Ignore the sword in the picture; it doesn't exist.

Signs known: [i]Beckon, Quicken, Water,[/i] and [i]Heat[/i][/indent][/color][/cell][/row][/table][/COLOR][/hider]