Shisa

Dungeon Crawling Adventure

Haruka's tail wagged in excitement as she sat at the bar. A normal person might have given up after asking perhaps a hundred different bars for sake only to find out that there was none, but Haruka was not normal. Nothing would deter her from her quest to get some sake in the west. She believed that if she was persistent, she could definitely find some some day. Thus, even if she failed 10,000 times, she would not be dissuaded. She would just try 10,000 more times.

"Yes, miss bar captain," she called out to the young woman working the bar, "I am in search of some sake! Might you have any, please?"

Yet again, the answer was no. After some confused conversation establishing what exactly sake was, Haruka was informed that they had nothing like that. With that out of the way, she turned to look at the other patrons with a wide smile still on her face. Westerners were very interesting, she thought as she caught a glimpse of a yelling purple-haired child standing on a bench.

"Westerners really do have hair like the rainbow! Yellow and red and even purple. It is amazing every time I see it!"

Then, there was a Western game of wrestling arms betwixt a drunk woman and a very tall man. How big the Westerners were, too! One would never see a man that tall in the East. Or a woman that drunk, to be honest. Both were amazing, but then the tall man slammed the woman through the table which was bad. Haruka's tail waggled even faster, and she rushed to the scene of the injury. This was the time! Her medical training would really pay off! Finally, she could be of use to someone in need.

"I can doing now this for you now please," she cried as she grabbed the drunken woman's arm. With one quick, skillful motion she set the arm back into place. Then, she snapped some pieces of wood off of the already broken table, reached into her robe to rip off a bit of her sarashi, and dabbed some poultice around the afflicted area before splinting it.

"It will better in soon time! You may do many alcohol for unmaking the pain."

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Name: Haruka “Haru” Taiyo

Age: 18

Gender: Female

Race: Hundi

Class: Monk

Appearance: Haruka is rather short and has a very petit build. Good for martial arts, but not so good for not being mistaken for a boy. She has short dog ears that tend to stick straight up, and her skin is tan as she spends most of her time outdoors. Her hair is short and black while her tail is rather fluffy, and is of the type that turns up and curls slightly. Her eyes are dark brown. Being the scrappy little thing she is, she has a few cuts and scars here and there. She generally wears the yellow robes associated with her temple, along with a pendant shaped like the sun. This was given to her by her master, and is very precious to her.

Personality: Haruka can be rather hot-headed and act rashly, but she always means the best. Haruka isn’t super bright except when it comes to combat, thus she tends to offer half-baked ideas on the spur of the moment. She’s generally very kind and tries to always stay optimistic, even when things seem grim.

Brief Backstory: Haruka was dropped off at an Eastern temple when she was a baby in the dead of night, leaving the monks there to raise her. They did so happily, never having seen a Hundi before but taking the dog-girl as a sign of good fortune. Most of the monks were very calm and quiet folks, but Haruka was always very energetic and enthusiastic. Well, at least when it came to training her body. Book learning didn’t go quite so well, but the monks there always adored her all the same. One monk in particular got along with her very well, and they trained together often. While the monk was old, his skill in the martial arts was unmatched even by the other monks. His training could be harsh at times, but Haruka completed each task until there was nothing left to learn. Then, one night soon after the final lesson, her master was slain by a lone swordsman. She decided then and there that she would leave the temple that had been her home for so long to find the person who killed her master and avenge him at the tender young age of 16 (A part of Hundi tradition, but completely unbeknownst to her). She finds herself currently quite far from home, in a strange new land very different from what she had known. As she was the only one of her kind known to her in the east, she was surprised to learn that there were many more besides her and even more surprised at their traditions. She was defeated multiple times by her master during training, but the fact that he was now dead made marriage somewhat impossible for her. Thus, she decided to marry the first other person who could beat her after learning of the Hundi’s cultural rule. After all, the only person who had ever beaten her was her master. If anyone else could do it, they must be equally amazing.

Equipment: Rope, throwing stars, sun pendant, quarterstaff, rations, a waterskin, herbs, poultices, tinctures, salves.

Abilities: Haruka’s body, having been through rigorous secret eastern training, is overflowing with ki that modifies her base properties. Poisons and diseases are driven away more quickly than they can take root, and her mind cannot be tampered with. In addition, she is always stronger and faster than most humanoids of her build could be. Her body is as iron, her fists are as steel, and her speed is like that of a cheetah. She can also channel her ki into other living things to stun them or into inanimate objects to shatter them. After the death of her master, she has been taking her mental studies more seriously. While she is still not the sharpest knife in the drawer, she has become somewhat skilled in medicines and herbal healing, believing that if she knew more about those things she could have possibly saved her master. In addition, she’s become somewhat fluent in western language although there are still many words she doesn’t know. When surprised, flustered, or overexcited she tends to have a tougher time stringing the words together.

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Oh, yes, that's perfectly fine. I'm still interested, and will make an introductory post soon.

High School Rumble! [open for applicants]

Kingsley's eyes flickered with manly passion as he listened to the cheerleader's explanation of Boxermania. The pilot light inside the weary chef came ablaze, and he nodded excitedly. This was why he still cooked, despite missing an ingredient! Finally, he'd found a purpose. And that purpose was Boxermania.

"It sounds fantastic! Of course I'll help with set-up," he said, his deep voice booming menacingly despite there being absolutely no malice in his words, "But before we decide on a menu, it's important to note my ability and how it will contribute to the event. When I prepare food, qualities of the creatures being prepared are given to the eater. For instance, if I prepared rabbit, the eater would become more agile and be able to jump higher and hear better. In that case, if we can come up with a menu to highlight the contestant's strengths, I think that we could have the most amazing battles in Boxermania history!"

Kingsley pounded his fist into his hand in excitement. To some, it likely looked like he was threatening the cheerleader. He wasn't, but his smile was slightly terrifying.

"But I don't know as much about this club as you, so if you could tell me which meats would be of use, I can come up with the specific dishes from there. I'm also open to requests, of course. By the way, only up to three effects can be active at once. It will be important to choose wisely with this in mind."

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I know that this is a western setting, but I wanted to make an eastern-style character. I hope that's alright, but if not, I'm certain I could come up with something different. Well, if this is still open of course.

Haruka

Name: Haruka “Haru” Taiyo

Age: 18

Gender: Female

Race: Hundi

Class: Monk

Appearance: Haruka is rather short and has a very petit build. Good for martial arts, but not so good for not being mistaken for a boy. She has short dog ears that tend to stick straight up, and her skin is tan as she spends most of her time outdoors. Her hair is short and black while her tail is rather fluffy, and is of the type that turns up and curls slightly. Her eyes are dark brown. Being the scrappy little thing she is, she has a few cuts and scars here and there. She generally wears the yellow robes associated with her temple, along with a pendant shaped like the sun. This was given to her by her master, and is very precious to her.

Personality: Haruka can be rather hot-headed and act rashly, but she always means the best. Haruka isn’t super bright except when it comes to combat, thus she tends to offer half-baked ideas on the spur of the moment. She’s generally very kind and tries to always stay optimistic, even when things seem grim.

Brief Backstory: Haruka was dropped off at an Eastern temple when she was a baby in the dead of night, leaving the monks there to raise her. They did so happily, never having seen a Hundi before but taking the dog-girl as a sign of good fortune. Most of the monks were very calm and quiet folks, but Haruka was always very energetic and enthusiastic. Well, at least when it came to training her body. Book learning didn’t go quite so well, but the monks there always adored her all the same. One monk in particular got along with her very well, and they trained together often. While the monk was old, his skill in the martial arts was unmatched even by the other monks. His training could be harsh at times, but Haruka completed each task until there was nothing left to learn. Then, one night soon after the final lesson, her master was slain by a lone swordsman. She decided then and there that she would leave the temple that had been her home for so long to find the person who killed her master and avenge him at the tender young age of 16 (A part of Hundi tradition, but completely unbeknownst to her). She finds herself currently quite far from home, in a strange new land very different from what she had known. As she was the only one of her kind known to her in the east, she was surprised to learn that there were many more besides her and even more surprised at their traditions. She was defeated multiple times by her master during training, but the fact that he was now dead made marriage somewhat impossible for her. Thus, she decided to marry the first other person who could beat her after learning of the Hundi’s cultural rule. After all, the only person who had ever beaten her was her master. If anyone else could do it, they must be equally amazing.

Equipment: Rope, throwing stars, sun pendant, quarterstaff, rations, a waterskin, herbs, poultices, tinctures, salves.

Abilities: Haruka’s body, having been through rigorous secret eastern training, is overflowing with ki that modifies her base properties. Poisons and diseases are driven away more quickly than they can take root, and her mind cannot be tampered with. In addition, she is always stronger and faster than most humanoids of her build could be. Her body is as iron, her fists are as steel, and her speed is like that of a cheetah. She can also channel her ki into other living things to stun them or into inanimate objects to shatter them. After the death of her master, she has been taking her mental studies more seriously. While she is still not the sharpest knife in the drawer, she has become somewhat skilled in medicines and herbal healing, believing that if she knew more about those things she could have possibly saved her master. In addition, she’s become somewhat fluent in western language although there are still many words she doesn’t know. When surprised, flustered, or overexcited she tends to have a tougher time stringing the words together.

High School Rumble! [open for applicants]

"Ah, yes, I am an excellent chef!" roared Kingsley with a wide grin on his face, "I'm likely the best in the school, and the only member of the cooking club. And as a matter of fact, I have cooked something recently. It's cooling now, and you can smell it from here. A delicious pot pie."

Kingsley certainly wasn't above bragging, though the statement was by no means a stretch. Most of the students at this school seemed more concerned with fighting than anything else, after all. Even the real chefs seemed to phone it in when it came to school lunches. Regardless, there were other things that interested Kingsley.

"But I would like to hear more about 'Boxermania'. It sounds like an interesting event, and I honestly don't do much here besides cook. Perhaps I could cater or something. Maybe that would help to dispel the rumors that I'm some sort of demon king, too."

"That's right... if they just taste my food, I'm certain that they will understand! Kingsley Sovereign is just a chef. A very good chef who can fight, but a chef none the less."

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"Oh, uh, it's no problem," replied Kingsley with a good-natured smile on his face that some might misconstrue as some sort of dark hunger, "Any good chef knows a proper Heimlich in and out. It's one of the fundamentals, even though it's not about cooking. I wasn't even allowed to handle a knife until I could prove to execute a perfect Heimlich."

Kingsley looked around the boxing club. Aside from the terrified and/or awed faces of some of the crowd, it seemed like a nice place.

"I heard a lot of commotion from over in the Home Ec room. I mean, more commotion than normal. I'm used to the words of your announcer, which can cut clean through steel only to knock on one's ears gently and offer a freshly-baked muffin. But these ear-bursting declarations filled with spicy passion and the sort of purity that make salt look like the scum accumulating on the top of a boiling soup are new. I had to see for myself what all this was about."

Kingsley looked to the luchador, who he had assumed was the source of the commotion.

"This is truly an odd boxing club. Interesting, but odd."

High School Rumble! [open for applicants]

@Boomrocker It is delicious, but Kingsley couldn't cook it without thinking of his beloved crocodile family. What about stoic but kind big brother Crocodavid? And his sweet little crocodile sister Crocodilla?

Well, crocodiles do eat other crocodiles, but Kingsley is a bit more sentimental as a human. He thinks differently.

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@Clev Hey, yeah, and I can replenish my supply every year at the rumble. I doubt I'll get 30 years out of this RP, but it's a mechanically viable strategy. I don't think Kingsley wants to, like, eat people though. People and crocodiles are two things I'm pretty sure he's not cooking.

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@GreenGoat Understood. Then to sate your curiosity completely, assuming no interference and perhaps 30 years of eating fellow students, Kingsley would become not unlike a god. Parameters at max and a variety of strong powers at his disposal, he would become the chef-king of the universe.