[@TheFake]: Accepted. Anyways, here's mine for the record. Name: Justin Tsao Age: 20 Appearance: [url=http://safebooru.donmai.us/posts/2902162]"It should be fine. I haven't missed yet."[/url] Personality: Disciplined and steady, Justin is about as straightforward as he is careful. To say he is a man of few words, however, would be a lie. Rather than that, he is more apt to voice his opinions loud and clear, and often ends up debating with people over the best course of action. Even so, he seldom raises his voice or openly shows anger, though that may very well be just a mask to hide it with. He also has a tendency of being somewhat creative when it comes to combat situations, but those odd choices might not always lead to the ideal scenario. Equipment: Aside from his clothing and glasses, Justin wields a mid-sized composite bow; said bow, similar in make to Manchurian bows, is made with modern materials instead. The bow itself is strung to be incredibly high-tension, thus requiring more strength from the user to fire it in the first place. As a result, though, the arrows he uses are also far larger (and more powerful) than other bows might fire. The arrows themselves are made of material similar to that which makes up his bow, with metal arrowheads of varying make for differing purposes. Of course, he has to retrieve said arrows after using them if possible, but it remains a far more efficient weapon than a gun in terms of cost. He also carries some rope around, for various reasons. Abilities: While no particularly strange traits have been passed onto him, Justin has abnormally high strength, pinpoint dexterity, and razor-sharp eyesight, all of which lead to his usage of the bow in the first place. Of course, this also makes him both surprisingly tough if caught at close range, as landing a clean blow in hand-to-hand combat is difficult, to say the least. Skills: Though somewhat skilled in the usage of a bow, Justin is also surprisingly adept at martial arts. Though he may not have the speed required to pull off any particularly flashy moves, things like judo throws or other close combat maneuvers, when they land, are a lot more powerful. He has also learned to cook for himself in his spare time, seeing as how the rest of his family is too busy doing other things instead. History: Justin is the second of three children to his parents, both of whom worked day and night to try and decode (and maybe recreate) the old technology of Eunia's past. As a result of their technical proficiency, their job paid well enough for the five of them to live without worry. His older sister was set to learn straight from them and succeed their legacy, while his younger brother was far more interested in medical science for him to acknowledge any other path in life. This certainty in their lives, even at a young age, gave Justin reason to hesitate. What path to take, which road to go down... Unlike his siblings, his future was as hazy as ever. Having said that, though, the young man found that his parents didn't mind his study or practice of old martial arts of days gone by, nor did they fret too much when he took up the bow. After all, the texts involved had been deciphered by them, and it wasn't as if he was actively heading out to do anything stupid instead. There was an odd sense of pride in it for them, but Justin didn't see any of that. No, rather, this seemed to be a way out for him. The guild had been formed while he was still young, but over the last decade of his youth the group's power had slowly grown to a point where Justin felt it a reasonable move to try and register as an explorer. Maybe here he could put himself to use, instead of ending up as the black sheep of the family that spent more time training than studying. Other: In spite of his uncertainties and his lack of dedicated study, Justin is still rather well-versed in matters regarding STEM fields. It's definitely nothing that stands out, but there are odd things here and there that he might now (and if not, it isn't too hard for him to get to someone who might). The glasses are, of course, for show.