[hider=Measha Kenomoeru Kendrick][b]Name:[/b] Measha Kenomoeru Kendrick 
[b]Gender:[/b] Male 
[b]Age:[/b] 19
[b]Race:[/b] Human

[b]Appearance:[/b] [center][img=http://cdimg3.crunchyroll.com/i/spire1/07072008/2/e/e/f/2eef11916e0b40_full.jpg][/center]

[center][i]"May the flaming will and warm heart of the Kenomoeru family guide me in this battle"[/i][/center]

[b]Personality:[/b] At first glance Measha appears to be very disciplined and strict the way he walks and talks in a uniform like fashion, but this is only an appearance. Those who get to know him will find out he's very friendly, sincere and kind. He's straightforward and honest with people, a good listener with a sense of humor and very respectful to those superior to him. He will gladly go out of his way to help those in need, especially his friends, but don't let this kind image fool you, when it's time to get serious, Measha will be fierce, he loves to prove his worth. A natural sense of ambition and a cunning, crafty mindset, he can hold his own with ease. 

[b]Likes:[/b] Being active, training, finding different ways to improve himself. He loves to talk and get to know people, and enjoys helping, tea and eating, lots of eating, and Nature, Measha loves the outdoors and sunny days. Perfect for tea, training and eating, but relaxation is also important from time to time. 
[b]Dislikes:[/b] Liars, followers, those who don't speak for themselves or abuse the trust of him or other people. Cheaters are also an issue, along with laziness and excuses. Measha doesn't like when people are rude and mean to him or others, and will confront those who are. And the cold, anywhere that's cold.
[b]Fears:[/b] Failure. not being good or strong enough, not living a fulfilled life, loneliness, isolation, feeling weak or inferior. He's also claustrophobic, and can't stand closed or tight spaces. 

[b]Guild:[/b] Azure Dragon
[b]Rank:[/b] D Rank
[b]Guild Tattoo:[/b] Forearm 
[b]Meaning:[/b] A place to do good, help people, become stronger, achieve his goals and practice his ambitions, enjoy the company of others overall, this guild is a chance to become a better person and enjoy his time doing so. 

[b]Magic:[/b] Flaming Fists (Pyrokinetic Magic)
[b]Caster or Holder:[/b] Caster
[b]Description:[/b] Pyrokinetic Combat is a Hand to Hand fighting style that incorporates the use of Fire Magic. When activated at will, the body temperature of Measha merge's with the wind and air of the environment allowing him to generate flames in his hands and feet in a moments notice. Measha is naturally fast, and uses this speed to attack opponents head on using Martial Arts, each punch and kick accompanied by flames, increasing the damage dealt. The ability to generate these flames lies solely in the temperature of Measha's body. The colder the environment, the weaker his attacks are. 

Whirlwind: Measha begins to spin in place (similar to that of a ballet dancer) using the momentum to generate flames that begin to surround the area around him, Measha begins to increase his speed thus making the surrounding flames larger, and finishes off by guiding the flames with a push like gesture launching a fireball at high speeds towards the target/opponent. 

Flame Cloak: Measha begins to spin in a similar fashion as used in the Whirlwind technique, but instead of launching the flames towards the target he focuses them on surrounding his body, thus creating a large cloak of fire surrounding his entire body, he may then move the fire surrounding him at will using attacks, for example: Measha may punch and kick an opponent standing 10 yards in front of him, when he motions to punch, the flames surrounding him extend from the arm formed as a fist and launch towards the opponent, making contact and doing damage, and then disperse as the next punch/kick begins to extend. If the opponent dodges the flame will merely disperse into the air. 

Flame Clones: To activate this technique Measha first must be surrounded by his Flame Cloak. He then crouches down, putting his hands together, concentrating the energy of the fire surrounding his body to take his form, and begin to move about with a mind of its own and attack the opponent. Measha may generate up to 4 of these clones, the more generated, the weaker Measha becomes a each take 1/4th of his Magic. If a clone is defeated the energy returns to Measha's body. If the maximum of 4 clones are generated Measha's attacks will no longer generate fire, and he will only be able to attack and defend himself naturally using his knowledge of martial arts. 

[b]History:[/b] Measha was born in a small village to a local merchant, Fargo and his wife Selena . He was to inherit the family business of trade and merchandise, which was doing considerably well, but Measha couldn't help but find it all dull and boring, and felt he was meant for more than just trading. Even so he continued to work with the family, it was his responsibility and he would live up to it. When Measha was 10, an old man moved into the village, nobody knew his name, and took to calling him Sensei due to his obvious Japanese background. Always wearing robes with japanese writing and tattered sandals, the old man known as sensei would merely walk around the village aimlessly, conversing, giving advice and helping where he could. 

One day, the old man came to browse the merchants shop Measha would soon inherit. On this day Measha happened to be working in the shop, and began to recommend items for sale the old man could make use of. They ended up talking for a bit, and the Sensei took a liking to Measha, and invited him to visit his home some day, bought some remedies and fruits, then bid him farewell. 

Measha was curious, besides the fact there was nothing to do, and so he took up Sensei's offer and decided to visit him. They enjoyed a special brew of tea developed by Sensei's family years ago, and conversed. Unbeknownst to Measha, Sensei wasn't merely conversing with him for fun. Sensei wanted to determine his worth, whether or not Measha was a good person, and would do good to the world. 

Eventually Sensei reached a decision, and revealed to Measha a secret room in Sensei's home, the walls covered in Japanese monologues, paintings, and custom armor. In the middle of the room stood a unique set of clothing worn by a mannequin, with the word "Kenomoeru" engraved on the left arm, meaning "Flaming Fists" Measha was at awe. Sensei then began to read a book which also had the word "Kenomoeru" engraved on the front. 

The book told of Sensei's family, the Kenomoeru, creators and masters of the Pyrokinetic fighting style, and their war with a rival clan known as the Hyuuga, who also managed to master the Pyrokinetic fighting style, but believed that power like this should be used to inflict fear upon the people and kill any and all who oppose their ideals and culture. Where as the Kenomoeru thought the opposite, and believed it should be used to help those in need, and keep people safe from danger. Over the years they fought, but the evil, anger desire and will of the Hyuuga prevailed. The numbers of the Kenomoeru family began to dwindle, eventually becoming instinct. 

Sensei is the last member of the Kenomoeru family, and has been wandering for years, letting fate guide him to a successor, whom he may pass on the teachings and ideology of the Kenomoeru. He was not looking for a strong, mighty warrior, as they could be led onto the same path as the Hyuuga. Sensei searched for someone with good in their heart, and a passion for friends and family. Sensei proposed to Measha that he would teach him the lost art of the Kenomoeru fighting style, only if he promised to carry on the will and heart of the Kenomoeru Family. Measha agreed, and on that day, his training began. 

for 6 years Measha trained in secret with Sensei, first adapting to the fighting style of the Kenomoeru, and eventually learning to generate fire, and incorporate them into his attacks. At 16 Measha was a fine warrior, but over time, Sensei grew older, and became sick. Each day becoming weaker than the one before, he warned Measha that his time will soon be up, but to not be worried, or sad, Sensei felt that he lived a full, prosperous life, and he would live on through Measha. 

One night, a group of five warriors arrived to the village, all masters of the Flaming Fist. They were Hyuuga, and had tracked down the last trace of the Kenomoeru family. Leaving nothing to chance, they began to burn the village to the ground, and killing all who attempted to escape. Measha awoke to his family business in flames, and ran to find Sensei, luckily, his house was untouched. Inside, Sensei stood among his families belongings, holding the unique clothing bestowed to those inducted into the Kenomoeru family. As Measha arrived, Sensei commanded that he run. He would not survive the onslaught of the Hyuuga, he had to escape. Measha pleaded for Sensei to join him, but he refused. Measha was ready to go on his own, and he would only slow him down. Sensei presented the Kenomoeru uniform to Measha, and he accepted, then ran as the five Hyuuga warriors approached the house. Sensei prepared for one final whirlwind attack, as Measha ran into the night, Sensei's house burst into a mighty flame, killing him, along with the 5 Hyuuga members. 

For three years Measha wandered, distraught at the loss of his village, family, and Sensei. But he felt the will and fire of the Kenomoeru within him, and so he carried on. Moving village to village, helping whenever and wherever he could, training everyday. Eventually he came across a sheet of paper, flying in the wind. It read; [i]Welcome to your new guild hall members! Within this story you're a group of wizards, formally just a gang of friends hanging around a women's cabin, has somehow obtained the right to be called a magical guild! Your guild master has pulled many strings to get you people this, to start a guild from the ground up and take it to the very top of the build rankings! Be you man or women you have all gathered bonds to one another, be them weak or strong. Now it is the time to show what they really mean to you[/i]

He was off to join the Guild.[/hider]