Name: Aiyumi, Sachi.
Age: Forever seventeen (17.)
Job Class: Spirit; Restoration.
Weapon: None.
Clothing:
Sachi often wears form fitting Kimono. Nothing bizarre or flashy. Simple, beautiful kimono that high light her natural beauty. She is eternally youthful and her many years before becoming a spirit she learned to be elegant with her choices of clothing. The one thing that stays consistent is the silk ties spiraling down a decent amount of her hair on either side of her face. Also the tear drop crystal necklace.
Height: 5'3".
Personality:
Having gotten back her youth she is perpetually happy and fun loving. She is very sweet and kind and often tries (sometimes not knowing when to let things go) to help anyone who seems down. She is constantly looking on the bright side of things and it is hard to break her spirit. She cares for people far faster than most and would do nearly anything for them; though she isn't careless. Having lived for so long gives her a strange sense of wisdom. Strange in the sense that it is unusual too see coming from someone who looks as young as she does. Also it is odd seeing Sachi lose her jovial and bubbly personality to be replaced with a nurturing mother sort of feel.
History:
In life Sachi was a medicinal healer and herbalist. She loved helping people, anyone who needed the help and rarely took payment unless she really needed it. Her free time was spent out in the forest, picking herbs for her medicines and remedies. She was rather good. Though it was hard to be bad at something you loved. She lived a long life. Living in the same small house she did her practicing out of. Eventually she died of old age. One sickness no one could cure.
But instead of going to a bright light and leaving Earth she awoke. She was standing in the middle of the woods she used to pick herbs in. She looked upon herself, youthful once more and somehow... radiant. A delicate glow now accompanied her appearance. Though as she settled into her spirit body she slowly began to dim and finally look as if she were nothing more than a mortal. She navigated the forest back to her small home. It was worn down and filled with cob webs. Most of it had broken down to times cruel grasp. She didn't know how much time was missing between when she died and when she was reborn as a spirit. All she knew was it must have been significant to do so much damage to her former home. But she didn't care. She was back. She was once more alive (sort of). She began wandering from then on, eventually discovering her powers to heal. A much neater trick than simple medicinal herbs.
She eventually found a baby panda injured and left for dead. She healed the small creature and it had followed her around ever since. The two grew a strong bond and she named him Kinta, her fathers name. Not long after they found the notice calling together a group to protect a member of the royal family. She needed the money, she was tired of sleeping in the woods.
Strengths:
-Strong willed.
-Determined.
-Powerful healing magic.
-A natural gift for avoiding harm.
Weakness:
-Mental.
- She often puts herself in danger to protect those close to her.
- She isn't very battle trained she if something becomes to surreal and brutal she can be stunned with fright.
-Physical.
- She isn't very physically strong.
- She doesn't know how to fight.
- She tires at a faster pace than the rest.
Likes:
Sugar, rice balls, bath houses, fish, windy days, sakura trees, snow, and Kinta (pet panda bear)
Dislikes:
Hot days, yelling, not being able to help, seeing someone in pain, seeing someone being picked on, and spicy food.
Dream:
She doesn't have any real aspirations. She only hopes to keep those she cares about safe.
Fear:
Letting someone down. Not being able to heal someone. Losing people she cares about.
Miscellaneous:
Kinta ~
