[hider=Suzuya Kuzunoha - Burning Heart][center][i][h2][color=Yellow]Suzuya Kuzunoha[/color][/h2][/i][/center] [center][hider=Normal State][img]https://img.roleplayerguild.com/prod/users/ddae02ff-9d52-4761-a632-7012a05394a8.jpg[/img][/hider] [hider=Transformed State][img]https://img.roleplayerguild.com/prod/users/76f4a2fd-4e0d-4ebb-896b-0fc53145b08c.jpg[/img][/hider][/center] [indent][b][color=Yellow]Title[/color]: Burning Heart [color=Yellow]Age[/color]: 16 [color=Yellow]Nationality[/color]: Japanese[/b] [color=Yellow][b]Bio[/b][/color]: Suzuya was a girl who just wanted to start a school book club in her hometown of Miso when everything changed for. Staring down at a sheet of signatures, it's lack of any such names due entirely to her failure to ask anyone, she missed the bus that would not have just taken her home, but altered the entire course of her life. She was pulled from her fugue of self recrimination by a plea for help. An eerie, enchanting nose that evoked concern in her, pulling her from the bus stop as though she could make up for her social failings with a single act of compassion for her fellow man. Following the persistent cries lead her to an alley, where rather then a woman in distress she found a hyena like Pageless, braying with laughter amidst the cries of young girls, their voices mimiced by a beastial maw that reared back in an unkind smile. Terror crushed her in a vicegrip as the Pageless proved but one of many, claws raking across brickwork as they crawled down walls from rooftops and rose as though pulled from the shadows for the prospect of prey. Her story would have ended like countless others had there not been a savior pursuing the monsters, one that Suzuya never learned the name of. A hand clenched around her shoulder and hurled her away against the flank of a horse black as the night with a mane made of roaring flame. A Magical Girl clad in the heavy armor of a Samurai barred the way between her and the horde of Pageless, Suzuya glimpsing a face that was serene even as she struck her steed's flank and sent it galloping away with Suzuya curling herself upon it, abject horror and shock leaving her clinging like a lamprey even as it's fierce gallop shook her with every bound. The waning light of day had given way to night when the horse stopped, a mournful noise issuing forth before it flickered away like paper caught alight, dropping it's burden and a Grimoire to the careworn streets of Miso's outskirts. Suzuya took up this book, feeling the Grimoire connect to her, an understanding passing between them that this was the Samurai's, and now it was hers. A fire had been reported in Miso City that night, devouring abandoned tenements with not a soul in sight, but Suzuya knew better. She was still clutching the Grimoire to her chest when the first Magical Girls came to her home days later, telling her of the Grand Ministry and passing along to her parents the news she'd been selected for a foreign exchange student program that would offer her prestigious accolades on her student records. Suzuya packed her bags quietly, her life in freefall and changing faster then she had ever feared or dared to hope, and into the center of her Grimoire she left the folded form of a book club that hadn't been, a book mark in a literal sense. The tome was a weight on her chest, the burden of expectation she had shied away from once already. Her hands cradled the spine even as she ached to set it down, but she wouldn't let herself turn from this responsibility. She would carry this weight, and each day, little by little, the fire it stoked would remain outside her transformation. Or so she hoped. [/indent] [hider=Grimoire] [center][color=Yellow][i][h2]Heiki monogatari - Tale of Tomoe Gozen[/h2][/i][/color][/center] [indent] [color=Yellow][b]Classification[/b][/color]: Fable [color=Yellow][b]Description[/b][/color]: The Onna Musha, Warrior Woman, Tomoe Gozen was a devoted wife to her husband Yoshinori. So much so, rather then stay behind to defend their home, she fought beside him on the battlefield. A real life figure mixed with legend, rumors who have made her origin and ending fluid to the reader's preferences. What is held in certainty was that she was an exceptional warrior, master of the bow and the traditional woman's weapon of the Naginata, yet was said to favor the katana traditionally only allowed to samurai. She had the strength and skill matching a thousand men, and led an army just as large into battle alongside her husband. Her stories end comes with that of her husband's, as his successes mixed with incompetent leadership, resulting in his own family turning upon him out of jealousy. Their armies slaughtered till Tomoe Gozen stood amidst a party of six, they were faced with a vast host and her husband ordered she retreat. Whether it was an act of love or a desire not to be shamed dying besides a woman is up to interpretation, but she refuses and charges the armies. [center][i][color=yellow]A heart that burns with life, that primal spirit that buoys all to greatness. With blade in hand she sang her story into the page's of fable and history, she cleaved the heads of her foes even as her husband lost his own. Monkhood. Revenge. A tapestry of conclusions woven by countless lines of ink on paper. And a head unbowed, always.[/color][/i][/center] [color=Yellow][b]Abilites[/b][/color]: [indent][color=Yellow][i]Onna Musha-[/i][/color] Though not Samurai themselves, a woman of Japan was expected to defend themselves and their homes. Tomoe Gozen went a step beyond by taking to the field, and bore the burden of carrying added arms upon her person. This takes the form of Suzuya drawing weapons from her tails, the traditional tools of the era settling easy in her hands with skill of the original Tomoe Gozen flowing through her. [color=Yellow][i]Strength of Heart-[/i][/color] Suzuya is a shy, uncertain girl, but upon transforming she is suffused with a confidence entirely unknown to her. It makes her brave beyond measure, pushing forward to cut down her enemies and stand against the injustices of the world. [color=Yellow][i]Honor Through Head Taking-[/i][/color] The old belief that the head must be washed and honored for a soul to pass peacefully into the afterlife. By cleaving the heads of Pageless, Suzuya's heart beats faster, till her body is wreathed in the fires of her passion. A temporary but stacking increase in power embodying Tomoe Gozen's fearlessness in open warfare against overwhelming odds. [color=Yellow][i]Peerless Horsemaster-[/i][/color] UNAVAILABLE. Tomoe Gozen's greatest feats were accomplished on horse back, capable of guiding a steed over the harshest terrain and slay enemies at full gallop without sacrificing any of her dexterity. The grimoire summons a steed worthy of her legend, but Suzuya is unable to mount the horse till it accepts her holding the grimoire. [/indent][/indent][/hider] [/hider]