Name: Enyr
Gender: Male
Age: 25
Birthday: October 30th
In combat, I am patient, and precise. No blow should ever be wasted, no opportunity should ever be squandered. However one thing comes before all else, making sure those who are innocent are out of harm's way, for if just one of them die, your fight will have been all for nothing. I tend to strike at an enemies weaknesses, and use their strengths against them. I usually don't fight with a group, so responding to a friendly in a fight is probably not going to happen, for my goal is to end the fight as quickly as possible. As for responding to leadership, as I am not accustomed to fighting in groups, and don't like being ordered around, I could have trouble taking orders, as for leading, much to the same design. I don't wish to order anyone, nor lead anyone, only to lend a helping hand, or sword, whichever the case may be.
Likes:-Food, who doesn't like the many fine foods this world has to offer!
-Walking, clears the mind, works your feet, and most if all, endless possibilities for where your walk can take you!
-Laughing, cures illness, sadness, anger, and that nasty frown you had just a couple of seconds ago!
Dislikes:-Subjugation, anytime one person tries to stomp on another, or control them.
-Needless fighting, weather it be fighting for vanity, or a cause you don't believe in.
-Showoff's, cause nobody likes a showoff, using your abilities for nothing more than vanity is stupid.
Motivations:-Swordsmanship, perfecting my art, and being a humble master.
-Exploration, want to see the world, and everything it has to offer!
-To hear a song, from a lady I once knew long ago.
Fears:-Failure-To not accomplish my goals, and to die for nothing.
-The Dreaded 99-legged centipede, the most terrifying, and deadly thing in this world.
-Loss, pretty self-explanatory, afraid of losing someone close, hence why I walk and tend to not keep close friends.
Height: 5'2
Weight: 145lbs
Hair: Dark, dark, dark, dark, blue.
Eyes: Pale green
Skin Tone: Tan
Appearance: Wheres a dark red hakama-like garb, and a dark green over coat (with a hood, for those rainy days). Wears his sword in a black sash and has a white headband. He is in shape, though not over the top muscular. Has a rough beard and always smiles! Except for when I'm not.
I will upload pictures once I am able to get a hold of either a good camera, or one of those photo copy things.
Gender: Male
Age: 25
Birthday: October 30th
In combat, I am patient, and precise. No blow should ever be wasted, no opportunity should ever be squandered. However one thing comes before all else, making sure those who are innocent are out of harm's way, for if just one of them die, your fight will have been all for nothing. I tend to strike at an enemies weaknesses, and use their strengths against them. I usually don't fight with a group, so responding to a friendly in a fight is probably not going to happen, for my goal is to end the fight as quickly as possible. As for responding to leadership, as I am not accustomed to fighting in groups, and don't like being ordered around, I could have trouble taking orders, as for leading, much to the same design. I don't wish to order anyone, nor lead anyone, only to lend a helping hand, or sword, whichever the case may be.
Likes:-Food, who doesn't like the many fine foods this world has to offer!
-Walking, clears the mind, works your feet, and most if all, endless possibilities for where your walk can take you!
-Laughing, cures illness, sadness, anger, and that nasty frown you had just a couple of seconds ago!
Dislikes:-Subjugation, anytime one person tries to stomp on another, or control them.
-Needless fighting, weather it be fighting for vanity, or a cause you don't believe in.
-Showoff's, cause nobody likes a showoff, using your abilities for nothing more than vanity is stupid.
Motivations:-Swordsmanship, perfecting my art, and being a humble master.
-Exploration, want to see the world, and everything it has to offer!
-To hear a song, from a lady I once knew long ago.
Fears:-Failure-To not accomplish my goals, and to die for nothing.
-The Dreaded 99-legged centipede, the most terrifying, and deadly thing in this world.
-Loss, pretty self-explanatory, afraid of losing someone close, hence why I walk and tend to not keep close friends.
Height: 5'2
Weight: 145lbs
Hair: Dark, dark, dark, dark, blue.
Eyes: Pale green
Skin Tone: Tan
Appearance: Wheres a dark red hakama-like garb, and a dark green over coat (with a hood, for those rainy days). Wears his sword in a black sash and has a white headband. He is in shape, though not over the top muscular. Has a rough beard and always smiles! Except for when I'm not.
I will upload pictures once I am able to get a hold of either a good camera, or one of those photo copy things.
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