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[sub][h3][indent][i]𝔽irst 𝕀mpressions[/i][/indent][/h3][/sub]
[b]Name:[/b] 
[color=d3d3d3][i]Yuuris Ishii[/i][/color]

[b]Race:[/b]
[color=d3d3d3][i]Human[/i][/color]

[b]Age:[/b]
[color=d3d3d3][i]21[/i][/color]

[b]Gender:[/b]
[color=d3d3d3][i]Male[/i][/color]

[b]Appearance:[/b]
[color=d3d3d3][i]Yuuris is thin and lanky, 5'11" with a slender but slightly athletic build. He has midnight hued hair that he keeps up in a long ponytail. He has some hair that frames his face, but it's usually dirty and dingy since he doesn't take much care of himself. His skin is pale, and littered with scars from the many fights he's been in. He has dull grey eyes that are lined with bags from sleepless nights. Typically his demeanor is aloof and standoffish, which often shows on his face.[/i][/color]

[sub][h3][indent][i]𝔾et to 𝕂now 𝕐ou[/i][/indent][/h3][/sub]
[b]Occupation:[/b]
[color=d3d3d3][i]Mercenary[/i][/color]

[b]Repuation:[/b]
[color=d3d3d3][i]For the general public, and those who have good ears, Yuuris is...not very well liked. He has a very strange air about him, a cold wind and stare that shoots down most people's attempt at conversation. He's known as a merciless stonehearted mercenary, who gets the job almost no matter what. He is seen as silent, as dangerous, and no one really wants to get close to him because of it. Word travels fast when he's in town, and in some places he has been refused service due to the cold bitterness about him.

However, to those who actually do try to get close to him, and succeed, can say he's loyal, and despite his cold stubborn nature....surprisingly soft. He'll go out of his way to help, though he doesn't like it to be known and will often brush things off. He's sarcastic, blunt, but once the ice and stone around him is broken, it's a teasing sort of sarcasm. A few people say he's damaged goods, but a good person underneath the chill that surrounds him. [/i][/color]

[b]Affiliation:[/b]
[color=d3d3d3][i]A small village or town between Xin Lu, the Middle Kingdoms, and the western side of the continent is where he's born, but he holds no affiliation to any one place.[/i][/color]

[b]Backstory:[/b]
[color=d3d3d3][i]Yuuris' birthplace is a small town called Luteris that was nestled near the blurred territory lines of the two main areas of the continent. To the northeast was the large country of Xin Lu, and it's cultural influences were heavy in the town, as it was a main path that trade caravans went through.  To the south was the Middle Kingdoms. The Middle Kingdoms claimed the town as their own, and often times....factions fought over it for the trade route that Luteris held. 

Yuuris was born to simple parents, though he no longer remembers their names. He was a part of a small merchant family, and for the most part he had an uneventful childhood. He was a rebellious little one, and always energetic. He had a foul mouth at times, but he strove to protect the younger kids.

This all changed when two factions of the Middle Kingdom decided to fight over Luteris' trade routes again. The resulting battle was bloody and unexpected, as neither faction warned the unsuspecting town. People fled in terror as projectiles flew and destruction reigned. By the time the fighting had subsided, most of the residents had either been killed, captured, or had escaped.

A blacksmith by the name of Fredrick happened to pass through the trade route shortly after the battle had ended, and found the young Yuuris sitting infront of a destroyed house, clutching a black scarf in his little hands as he stared at the rubble. It didn't take much for Fredrick to understand what had happened, and he scooped the child up, taking him away from the destruction.

Fredrick decided to raise the boy, trying to steer him towards his own profession; blacksmithing, while also trying to heal the trauma that the boy had gone through....but both were a lost cause. Yuuris showed no talent for blacksmithing, though he could memorize the basics. As for his mental state, Fredrick wasn't sure what the boy had seen...but it wasn't good that much was certain. The man had also never known Yuuris before this event, so he could only assume that the boy's quiet and reserved cold indifference to the world was natural. 

Instead of blacksmithing, Yuuris seemed to gravitate towards the blades themselves. He'd seen fighting, he'd seen bloodshed at such a young age, and that was what stuck with him. it wasn't a lust for revenge, or a want to kill....but a much more basic need that Yuuris took up a sword at a young age, shortly after his life was ripped apart.  It was the need to survive. With a sword, Yuuris could make it, he could defend himself, and others.....save them when he'd been unable to do so. Fredrick understood this, even without Yuuris having to tell him; it was a natural reaction in the older man's eyes. And as it turned out, Yuuris had a definite skill for swordplay. Yuuris trained day in and day out, lost himself in training, pushing everything and everyone away.

Once he felt comfortable enough, and was old enough, Yuuris set out from under Fredrick's care and slowly started making a name for himself. Unfortunately it was the wrong name. His fear of getting too close to people made him cold and distant. The distance made him even more broken and blunt, which turned people away from him. He was good at his job, and able to compartmentalize to the point where he could do just about any job. A mercenary for hire fit him perfectly. 
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[sub][h3][indent][i]𝕌tility[/i][/indent][/h3][/sub]
[b]Skills:[/b]
[color=d3d3d3][i]Swordplay, simple blacksmithing, weapon care, good memory when it comes to learning things but not so much remembering faces, agility, thinking on his feet. Once he starts opening up, he finds he has a talent in stringed instruments.[/i][/color]

[b]Magic: none[/b]

[b]Equipment: Yuuris uses a magitec sword that has interchangable canisters, allowing him to add different elemental attributes to his blade such as fire and lightning. He calls this blade 'Nihosh' and he cares for this blade far more than anything else currently.[/b]

[sub][h3][indent][i]𝕄iscellaneous[/i][/indent][/h3][/sub]
[b]Favorite Foods:[/b] Sweets when he can taste again

[b]Disliked Foods:[/b] He doesn't particularly like overly spicy foods but he doesn't outright dislike food in general. 

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