Esteed Finished
Apr 14, 2009 22:57:22 GMT -7
Post by liengard on Apr 14, 2009 22:57:22 GMT -7
Name: Dante Kazuya Esteed
Age: 18
Height: 5' 6
Weight: 130
Gender: Male
Alignment: True Neutral
Birth Country: fire
Village: Non-ninja-Moyoushi Citizen
Special:
Primary Weapon:
NinJutsu Techniques:
Age: 18
Height: 5' 6
Weight: 130
Gender: Male
Alignment: True Neutral
Birth Country: fire
Village: Non-ninja-Moyoushi Citizen
Special:
Taimaster-chakra moldingSecondary Weapons:
Clans
Hyuuga
Releases
wind
Fighting styles
Jyuuken-Master
Tensora Sky-Master
Buredono Kenseijin-Master
beginner puch-15 slots
EMPTY
Primary Weapon:
Basic Katana (Heaven Style Katana)Personality:
Rank:: "C"
Type: Primary
Effect: The Basic Katana is a live blade that is able to slash and pierce, it is the largest and heaviest weapon used in the Heaven stance. It is difficult to swing and is longer than most katanas.
Special: None.
Drawback: The katana used in the Heaven Style is very heavy and hard to swing.
Description: The Katana (Heaven) is about five feet long handle included, with a foot long handle bound tightly by cloth. The blade is four feet long. It has a strong hand guard and a slightly curved blade made of your standard iron. It is sharp on one side.
Limit: None.
Cost: 8000
ConfidenceAppearance:
Such high levels of confidence seems to radiat from him as if running over the edges of his spirit. This confidence is something he keeps about himself at nearly all cost, unless purposely trying to avoid attention or where it has been labled as a downside instead of an asset.
Cold
Just as the term implies, Dante's outter exterior can at times be quite cold, to the fact that his demeanor may shun others and force them to look for other comapany. The reason for this dates back to his years at the orphanage where many time, he was picked on for his hair color or eye color. For this, he developed a tough outter shell that closely mimics his body as a taijutsu master. Often, he appears indifferent to the plight of others while he calculates many variables in their situation.
Fiery
For much, if not all, of his life, Dante has had to rely only on his own natural abilities or those that he could gain under the tutelege of others. As a result, he has a very hotly attested fury and passion to being independent and not relying on others unless it directly creates further strengths within himself. He won't stand for being looked down upon as if he were weak, even by those that are stronger than him in their own right.
Bloodlimit: Hyuuga-Byakugan
Head
Dante's hair color, unlike most hyuuga, is red. As a complete oddity amogst the hyuuga, it is believed that he hasn't inherited too much of the byakugan and it's prowess as a dojutsu. This mane of fire, as it has been referred to before, is nearly two feet in length and could easily reach the middle of his back as he never cuts it. Soft and strong, his hair most the time lays under the hat he wears on his head, with the individual strands hanging as far down as they can in any which direction. Upon his forehead is the hyuuga clan's branch seal. This is at almost all times, hidden beneath something, whether it is his hair, a bandana, his hat, or goggles.
His eye color, despite the possibe low inheritance of hyuuga traits, is still the same pale lavendar hue prevalent amongst those with the byakugan. The iris however is slightly darker than normal, only reaching that translucent shade along the out edge. Due to this, he'll make a regular chore of hiding his eyes from view by either keeping his head low, wearing goggles, or simply avoiding direct eye contact.
Body
Gifted with the body of a true taijutsu marvel, Dante's body is of average build, though chissled all over so that it resembles stone more than flesh in it's sharpness. His stature is remarkably small, possibly due to malnuitrition when he was little. His body adorns multiple odd and interesting tatoos, or scars resembling tatoos, which normally stay hidden amongst his clothing. These tatoos cover his arms, upper body, neck, and even his forehead.
Normally, he dresses as a simple traveller or mercenary. His pants are of a low quality tan material covering his till about his upper calves. Once the pants reach his calves, they are tucked neatly into his light brown boots. His upper body is adorned with a simple dark blue jacket tappered with a golden orange stripe near the ends of the sleaves. the front of this shirt jacket has a slight design where it is cut through the center by a zipper that reaches to the top of the shirt. The actual design would resemble an augmented heart accept for the divide in the center. The sleeves of his shirt stop just at his wrist, which are tightly bound by bandages
Secondary appearance.
In an occasionally chosen appearal, Dante's long hair is worn up in a tight poney tail in the back of his head. When he does this, he usually wears a pair of expensive looking black googles/glasses on his forehead and precedes to cover not only his forehead, but the tatoos and hyuuga seal as well. His actual clothin can vary but is normally a men's kimono drapping down near his ankles.
NinJutsu Techniques:
See belowGenJutsu Techniques:
See belowTaiJutsu Techniques:
See belowHistory:
Birth-4 years old
Our story begins on the eve of conception 18 years ago. The affair of a young main branch Hyuuga maiden and a lowly traveler would wreak havoc upon the echelons of Hyuuga society. It was unheard of to have a child between a non hyuuga, especially amongst the main branch, where the blood was supposed to stay strong and pure. However, late that night, despite the rucus of the elders, a red headed child would be born into the main house of the Hyuuga. It was an outrage, and the child would never come to the great position he should have been born into. Instead, the young child was ridiculed and it was rumored that they'd kill the child the next morning. That time wouldn't come though. Instead, a close friend of the mother would take the child in a basket securely wrapped in blankets. The basket would be taken out the village hidden in the leaves and placed within the river. It was her hopes that the basket would stay afloat and eventually find a place where maybe the young child could survive and thrive on his own. The chances were low but stacked against the child's fate if left to elders, this was far better, since there was a slim chance a life could be formed.
The basket would eventually carry the new born oddity of the hyuuga clan through the fire land and snake it's way around through moyoushi, which was right around the border. Be it an act of good luck or fate, the child would arrive safely, though it wouldn't be out of danger yet. For you see, the river leading to moyoushi was plagued with constant rainfall. As such, when the child floated into the lustrious city, it would arrive sick crying, and weak, very weak. In fact, when the child would be picked up by a stranger and brought to the hospital, they put a strong doubt on whether or not he'd live to see another day. But more importantly, he would leave a such a young baby's fate to a the river it drifted along? The hospital staff would spend a long time taking care of young Dante, surprised that he did eventually make a full recovery.
After Dante would have aged a few months, he'd be put into a local adoptions agency, as no one knew who the mother was. He'd quickly be adopted by an elderly lady who could no longer have children of her own. She thought he was just the cutest with his his red hair and pale lavendar eyes. She'd take really good care of him, cherishing every moment of the time she had caring for him only unitil he was four. The day he turned four, the main branch seal of the hyuuga clan would appear on his head. It was as though even away from the clan, forgotten and assumed dead, fate would still brand him as what he was. The mark burned him, as if it were burned into his forehead, his very being and he'd cry out loud as if formed.
4 - 10 years old
Life would change at that time though. The lady that had loved and cared for him would suddenly become cold and distant at the discovery of that seal. She hated nearly everything that had to do with shinobi and her love would dwindle to nothing under the belief that he was born to be one. The elderly lady that had cared for him up to this time would die from a desease soon after and Dante would be put back into a foster home. The other children would pick at him and often make fun of the hyuuga seal on his forehead. This ridicule would last for a number of years, even after he'd resorted to tying clother over the seal.
Finally, after turning 8, Dante would take it upon himself to discover his roots. Late one night, he'd sneak out the orphanage taking with him only the clothes on his back and a snack for the road. It wouldn't take long for him to start running into problems though. He'd quickly run out of food and he had no shelter for the cold nights. On one of these nights, he'd find himself facing a wild wolf. Without even the slightest idea how to fight such a beast, he'd resort to thrashing about. Nothing he did prolongued the inevitable and he was quickly overwhelmed. However, he'd be saved by a traveling band of ninja from the hidden leaf village. They'd heal his injuries and soon enough discover his hyuuga heritage. He had no headband though, which would lead them to think him a runaway.Leaf nin #1: He's a hyuuga? But where did he come from? Do you think he fled from leaf?
Leaf nin #2: It's a possibilty, but he's only a child, and a really small one of that. And he's got read hair? I've never heard of a hyuuga with red hair before.
Leaf nin #3: Should we take him back to leaf? Maybe the hyuuga elders will know what to do with him.
Dante: What's a hyuuga?
This chance encounter had to be something of fate though. One of his rescuers were in fact the young lady that had planted him in the river as a babe. She would recognize him only because of the red hair. She wouldn't mention this though and instead would take him under her wing, being a hyuuga herself.
She would question him for a brief moment to find out where he lived to find out that he was a moyoushi citizen. Dante asked a good deal of questions that day and eventually ended up in the capital of the fire land. There, he lived in a hotel working as an assistant and the lady he'd become an apprentice to visited at least every week. Here, he would live for about two years learning about the hyuuga clan and the various working of their society, the techniques he would have been allowed to learn, and the injustice of the imprisoned branch family. Finally, once those two years of her frequent visits stopped becoming as frequent, he asked her which side of the family did he come from. Her only reply was to never come to the leaf village. She claimed that it would only lead to sorrow for him. He tried to get more info of the matter, but after that, she dissappeared and never showed up again. Dante would wait here for months expecting her to make another. Though finally he got message that she wouldn't come back again.
11-15 years old
After being abandoned again, he would close off his mental world from everything and take up the blade as he began a very nomadic lifestyle of traveling and training for his own survival. His travels would take him all across the shinobi world where he would begin a mercenary name. By this time, he'd have trained in swordsmanship in plenty of different sword styles, attempting to broaden and sharpen his skill and discipline. After all, how else would he make a living? He was no ninja, though he planned to become so skilled within his art that he might best them all. All the while, he kept in his mind the justice of a family he never knew. Would they have to live on forever under under the thumb of the main branch? The thumb didn't hover over his head, but he still had been marked, and it still burned him with fury. One day, something would pierce that order, that decree, which had given them the right to do so. Would it be him though? Perhaps he would become the blade that pierces all orders, even those decreed by heaven. That by no means made him a heretic. Rather, he couldn't see the fairness in it.
Eventually his travels would take him back to his home, the place he'd run from to try and find himself. That was Moyoushi. The guards at the gate gave him quite a hassel, but in the end, he presented his citizen's Visa and was allowed entrance. Once inside, he would visit the orphanage where he'd grown up to discover it hadn't changed all. It was relief in a way, cause it was here, he realized that hyuuga didn't matter. Here, where the grasp of shinobi was quite weak. He would rest here for a while before deciding to build on his name more.
When he did leave, his next destination would be the desert region of wind. Here, he would hone his skills more while building upon his mercenary name. He made a decent living, though he never climbed to such heights as to be feared by mere namesake. The it would happen. Once he grew to be fifteen, he'd find himself stricken down by an acceptionally powerful bandit he'd been hired to slay. He wasn't dead, he needed medical attention though, and soon. At that time, he'd simply be left in the heat of the desert to die alone. As the bandit left him though, he managed to crawl his way into the wind Capital and make his way into the hospital. He was immediately rushed into intensive care where he made a very slow recovery. After two months of physical therapy, he left on his own. Most of his mercenary funds were used paying the medical expenses and when he left, he was projected to have another month and a half of therapy. However, it was in his way and he couldn't afford to stay here too much longer. So under the aid of night, he would gather his belongs and take off. This time, he would head off to find a new dojo to train in.
15-18
A few more months of traveling and on the road training would lead him back to river, where there was a Tensora dojo. That's when it became apparent that in order to pierce an order as old as the hyuuga's main branch, his sword would need to be backed by heaven itself. To strike with the fiery wrath of heaven, that's what his goal would become. Of course, he knew that in order to do so, he would have to face many other mortals to gain the power he wanted. He'd also have to crush any that stood in his way as well as use whatever means and devices he could to get stronger. A few years of passing time would eventually bring him back to the gather, Moyoushi. After a bit of discussoin around town, he though perhaps joining the buroi of defense would bring stronger opponents to fight and gain power from.
