Leos Klien

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@ThundercrashI'd love to!
If I wasn't embroiled in mine and Sickles side plot. ^_^"

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Just to let everyone know, there ahve been extensive additions to the personality section of Germaines CS, I highly recommened that people re-read Germaines CS for new context.

Thank you :3

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@Rethel34I'm glad you've got a job, Reth ^_^
'tis a bit difficult these days.

I hope you remain with us :3

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@ThundercrashDon't worry Thunder, business will likely be something along the lines of acquiring shares in some of the restaurants in the Mauville eatery district.
You know, just rich people stuff.

Nothing explosive or cataclysmic, nope.
No sir.

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Glad to hear that Zanavy, I've made some absolutely brilliant friends from this role play that you started, and if not for you, if not have met these fantastic people, if anything it is we( at the very least I) should be thanking you.

And so.
Thank you Zan, you've done more than you can possibly know by doing this. <3

Tears of Ameratsu [Feudal Fantasy Japan] [Seven Samurai/Lord of The Rings inspired]

Post will be finished tonight - please let me know if anything requires modification @Arthanus I did take a few liberties in referencing Lyn, so I want to make sure you're alright with them.

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@NightmareIndYeah that's fair enough - I've got a solo post in the works at the moment So I can do something with that.

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@NightmareIndBy all means my good man we could do something in the mean time?
Germaine wouldn't mind some visitors - assuming you've got a good enough reason to see someone who's just killed another Avatar.

Tears of Ameratsu [Feudal Fantasy Japan] [Seven Samurai/Lord of The Rings inspired]

Name: Kujitsawa no Yoshitsune
Age: 31
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Appearance:


Yoshitsune stands at 5’11 and has a fairly thickset frame, a body clearly tempered on the battlefield.
Despite this many of his features are also quite delicate, especially his hands - an odd culmination of diplomat and warrior.
His face is well formed with deep ridges along the jaw line and high, prominent cheekbones, his complexion is pale and his brow furrowed.
His face is one that matches well with the a face of concern or caution, and a smile can sometimes seem alien when they appear on his face - despite this they are bright and full of emotion.
His eyes are a deep sea green, filled with wisdom and they almost have a caressing feel to them - despite this they can on occasion don a stare that seems as if he is peering into your very soul.
His hair is held in a traditional top-knot and is typically well oiled - giving his jet black hair a nice glossy sheen to it whenever his helmet is off and the sun catches it.

Weapons: A five foot long pole-arm Naginata, a tempered steel blade with a decorative black lacquered wood pole, adorned with red cotton.
His Katana holds a very similar design ethic to his Naginata, this is used for the truly close quarters, brawling in the mud and rain types of fighting.
Strapped to his side is also a Tanto - which is used for collecting heads and, if the need ever arises - to commit the act of disembowelment in ritual suicide, rather than bring any dishonour.
Class:Berserker.

Bio:Yoshitsune hails from Igawa province - this province a subsidiary of the major provincial land that is Ameratsu- a proud warrior, son and heir to the daimyo of the Kujitsawa clan.
The province is a small and typically mountainous region, it prides itself in its stonemasons and lacquer works that produce the finest bows and staves - and of course above all it prides itself in its Naginata warriors - trained by Shinto-Buddhist monks that have temples dotted around the mountains, their patience and calm in the middle of battle is unnerving, but even more so is their feverish and ferocious charge into battle - ever the need to claim the first kill for their Daimyo has ensured that warriors of this province be both respected and feared.
Yoshitsune is definitely a man who professes this sentiment more than most others in the clan, the heir to the clan itself he has been trained in many arts that is befitting of the next ruler.
Trained in poetry, calligraphy, hunting, horse riding and the biwa, a fair list of traits that continue to grow with every day.

When Yoshitsune ascended to adulthood he began to assume new roles within his clan, mainly he helped to ensure that the realm was secure and above all, safe.
The Oni presented a threat that required vigilance, despite the fact that a peace between the Oni and humans existed it was little secret that it was tense, humans are a naturally violent race, one that seeks conflict and rarely gets on with anything that it sees as its equal, or a greater than itself.
Oni, despite being extremely wide and varied as a race are typically more powerful than the average human, and despite the peace, there are always those that seek to break it or care little for it, both human and Oni alike.
It’s this life that Yoshitsune has been living that has caused a deep-seated mistrust and hate rise for the Oni, despite the fact that he knows that many live in relative peace within his own province, Igawa it doesn’t change the fact that they are typically stronger than the average human - if they willed it they could easily annihilate the human race, probably the only factor holding them back is that it would be a long and bloody war.
This is a sentiment and thought that has dwelled in him for a great deal of time, but one that forced the seed to blossom was one Oni in particular, a fearsome demon Oni that called himself Gagoze - a monstrous entity that attacked the pilgrims and priests at the temples that dotted the landscape.
By the time Yoshitsune and his retainers made it to where it nested it had already killed 12 people; an abomination that needed to be killed.
Yoshitsune was repulsed that an Oni would prey on the devout and pious - religion was one of the few cornerstones that allowed Oni and Human alike to work together and live together.
It was the autumn dusk when Yoshitsune and his loyal retainers stood before the Oni, the demon has piercing red eyes, a face that could curdle milk - covered from head to toe in matted fur and large talons that he used to kill his prey.
It shouted at them in a guttural unknown language before lunging at Daijiku no Iawaysu, a man whom had served Yoshitsune and his clan loyally for years, in mere moments his life brought to an abrupt end.
And with that Yoshitsune and the rest of his men attacked as demons themselves, a fervour and wind at their back that the divines themselves would struggle to muster.
Hate and anger fuelled their swings and it cost them two more lives and several injuries before the beats lie broken at Yoshitsunes feet - his Naginata buried deep into its beastial chest.

This creature, this monster was what started and fuelled a great and deep hate for all Oni kind in Yoshitsunes breast; he was kind to those whom he knew where kind hearted, but his hand never rested by his side when near them from that day, his blade and spear both ready to strike if their hearts ever changed.
That is what Yoshitsune has spent his life fighting against, protecting both his lands and people from the dangers that come from the lawless and honour-less curs that seek to damage the world they live in.

Despite this sentiment, Yoshitsune picked up a powerful spirit warrior - whilst not an Oni, it wasn't exactly far from the mark in his eyes, she aided a great deal against the fight of another powerful Oni, ever since that day the once Ronin; Lyn Saito has become his most trusted and powerful retainer, and ally.
The Kujitsawa clan is loyal to the death to the Emperor; his will divine, ordained through the gods themselves and voiced by the Emperor - to defy any order, is to defy the Gods themselves an act punishable only with death - it is through this divine will that the heir of the Kujitsawa goes to O-kuni village, in order to work with Human and Oni alike to do that which he has spent much of his adult life doing - protecting the realm.

Yoshitsunes and Lyns story (Tbc)

Personality: Yoshitsune has been taught in diplomacy and etiquette, he is well spoken and in terms of talking to his betters and superiors he is humble, to his peers and equals he is respectful and to those whom are his lessers he is commanding but kind.
Never one to incite conflict through the art of speech he will is best described as a diplomat.
This is however very different when it comes to those who are his close friends, and those he regards with high respect.
Whilst his demeanour is commonly serious and formal, he can easily let his hair down so to speak and get chummy with everyone, typically this occurs after he has went through a battle with them as in his opinion you don’t know someone's worth until you see them fight in the heat of battle.

Special ability: Battle cry - Yoshitsune unleashes a primal burst of energy deep from within his lungs, a very loud cry of pure unfettered energy that inspires those that with him to fight with renewed energy, as if given a second wind, and equally as it is effective for his allies it is devastating for foes, it has a very large impact on enemy morale and willingness to fight, those that don’t flee will struggle to fight as effectively - but it can only be used once per engagement.

Misc.: His father is named Kujitsawa no Yoshiie, his age is 61 and is the current Daimyo.

Tears of Ameratsu [Feudal Fantasy Japan] [Seven Samurai/Lord of The Rings inspired]

Kujitsawa no Yoshitsune

Yoshtisune had been travelling for a few score days now - heading to the village named O-kuni, he was about to finally work with Oni, something that for a great deal of time he never thought he’d do.
Taking a quick glance at his companion - Lyn; the thought crossed his mind that she was an exception, truly a blessing in disguise was the Spirit warrior that appeared all those years ago as a wandering Ronin, now his most trusted advisor and most respected retainer…
No.
Samurai - she had earned that title, if not officially.

O-kuni village offered many things that Yoshitsune thought impossible, that was mainly a working relationship between human and Oni, when one spends their life seeing what the worst the Oni race (as broad as it was) had to offer then your outlook on what they can do when working with humans is not bright, he knew, that the second he would appear there with these Oni, he would sleep with his blade above his pillow, something he hasn’t done since he recruited Lyn.
Trying times awaited him, maybe he’d finally learn something redeeming from this race, or then again, maybe he’d be fighting them as he has done with so many others if this was the case, he’d not be the first to strike, he must honour the Emperor's will, they are his allies, up until the moment they turn.
It was not a matter of “if”, simply when.

It took a few more days of travel before Yoshitsune arrived at O-kuni village, It… was not was he was expecting, especially when it came to depart with the entirety of the band.
The village itself was humble, small and had probably remained the same in structure and presence for well over a century, as if stuck in time; the country was littered with villages such as these but for such a great and momentous occasion to occur in one of them, this is what struck him as odd.
However the thought was soon removed from mind after the introduction from a large Oni - standing at least 8 foot, if not taller; the horns that adorned his head only magnified this height further.
Yoshitsune spat upon the muddy ground with a look of distaste plastered on his face; the filthy creature gave out orders that came from the descendant of the Gods themselves - not word for word, the beast simplified the words and spoke in a frank and base manner.
No loyal Human would ever so much as dare do anything of the like, least of all in the presence of a Kujitsawa.

After the Oni performed his song, that Yoshitsune recognised as a war ballad, or at least an Oni representation of one it appeared that the creature knew that death was on the horizon, battles to be fought and won - or may death claim each and every one of them.
A sentiment that Yoshitsune could respect, the Oni was a warrior, through and through - in time it may earn a Warrior's respect.

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Yoshitsune spent much of the next few hours in silence, he didn’t even talk to his companion, Lyn.
He was busy analysing his “allies”, the term was loose and weak however, these Oni which is what mainly comprised the group could hardly be called allies at the minute.

Firstly, there was the Oni named Hideaki Tatsuji - a demon that radiated an intense heat and flames billowing from his head and his shoulders.
Something that was naturally weak to the element of water; or was it - if the heat exerted a high enough temperature, water would merel become steam, effectively becoming harmless.
But if deprived of air, like any other breathing living creature this thing would suffer immensely - something worthy of note for the future, to aid against, or to use against him, depending on his affiliation down the line.
Personality wise, Yoshitsune did not mind this one, he was not arrogant or hostile, he appeared to be quite calm and almost human like in nature and emotion.

Next was the Elf, breed of Oni that were elusive and flighty - creatures that heavily resembled humans in not just looks but actions, culture and emotion.
This specific Elf was one that Yoshitsune was not unfamiliar with, old, bordering ancient the “Pale Spider” was as beautiful as she was deadly- like the horned one, a Oni worthy of respect in regards as a warrior - Yoshitsune would love to clash blades against this one, a sparring match would be fun.
But to fight to the death, there would be few who would match in comparison for the greatest fight in all of the realm; part of Yoshitsune wanted the “Pale Spider” to turn on the Emperor's wishes merely so Yoshitsune could have his desires fulfilled.

Three more Oni graced the ranks of this group - Zasiki Warashi, a small almost child like Oni that was pitch black, it made the fabled Hattori Ninjas of the southern mountain ranges look like amateurs in blending in with the night.
She looked like a child, yes, and she acted like one too- the battles ahead would hopefully hammer some responsibility and maturity into this one.
The motives of a child are hard to pinpoint, which makes them unpredictable - something Yoshitsune didn’t like.
The other female oni was was easily the most “suspicious” of the group - Chiyoe no Kurushime…
A sad name filled with harrowing presumptions of ones past, or, future.
One could easily mistake her for a human lady; not a Geisha; she held an air above her that even the boldest of Geishas didn’t.
It wasn’t an air of superiority as such, but rather an air nonchalance and mixed with a grave distaste for many things; sorrow was not something that was alien to, that was what Yoshitsune felt.

She lacked the ability to turn on this group in his opinion, she would abandon it; but not betray it, whether or not this was for better or for worse - time would tell.

The final Oni was horned; but easily its most distinctive feature was its single, large eye - almost as if it were a bullseye for an archer plastered to a stick figures head.
That was the best way to describe this Oni - it lacked the commanding strength that the Oni leader of the group held.
He looked unintimidating and weak; but Yoshitsune knew more than most, looks can be deceiving., and most Oni employ this tactic to their advantage.
Yoshitsune would have to keep his eyes firmly fixed on this one.

Then.
There was the human.... Out of all the possible candidates, it was quite literally one of the worst - a common, base raider type - he was on the surface as generic as the hordes of bandits that Yoshitsune had already killed when they preyed upon the weak and defenceless, this man was no doubt a similar type in that element.
He shied away from those who offered a real challenge and killed those whom could not do anything to defend themselves with - if the orders of the Emporer didn’t hold him back, the next time this “man”; if you could call him one, would fall by Yoshitsunes blade.
His head a trophy.

Then finally there was the graceful Raiden Kotori, a woman demanding of respect, a blessing that she is amongst the ranks of this group, which can only really be described as ragtag.

(tbc when I’m not tired)