Kaciko Utso

[Jion]

Prisoner: N/A
In Prison: N/A

Name: Kaciko Utso (Case I Ko Ut So)
Alias: Jion (Ji On)
Age: 25
race: Crotyre
Home town: Seventh Sanctum of Water
Fighting Style: his own
Weapon: Crystal Claws

Appearance:

Eyes: Right Eye Ice Blue, Left Eye grayish blue
Hair: Long Shoulder length silver tint with blue tint pulled back in a traditional Japanese ponytail
Height: 5'3
Weight: 180
Accessories: a necklace of blue and white ice crystals around his neck. (Similar in appearance to a bear claw necklace.)

Weakness

-Misanthrope: hates his own race.
-Merciless: Begging will do you no good.


Basic Abilities:

- + Evasion (dodge)
- Pin point accuracy

- One Hundred Fists: (Attack) A secret technique that pummels through the enemies defenses with repeated blows that are quicker than the eye can follow.

- Third Eye: If someone tries to hit you, you get out of the way
to avoid the predetermined attack.

Water Abilities:

- Dance of Rain: The area around the two fighters become ankle high in water.

Ice Abilities:

- Ice Claws: Solid Three prong gauntlets form around his hands.

- Crystal Dome: Confides the two warriors in a small dome away from wondering eyes and ears

- Freeze: Can freeze his opponents legs temporary to break their momentum.

- Ice Shower: 10 thousand Ice shard hail down from the sky around his opponent(s).



History: : Raising up in a hard life, Kaciko always got picked on because his water ability wasn't on par with other kids his age. Kaciko went seeking for power in the worst possible way the older he got. Sneaking into the Clan Leader's house while he was casting a soul to live with the Great Water Spirit. Finding a light blue vile that was cold to the touch, Kaciko popped the cork top and with little hesitations and swallowed the ice cold liquid. His right eye changed colors its once midnight blue to a light ice blue, his hair was the next to alter in appearance. His raven hair color slowly faded to silver with blue tint in it.

On his way out unannounced to him the Clan Leader had returned. Within seconds of entering his house the Leader knew something was a miss. Wondering through his house he decided to make sure the vile was untouched. Stepping into his office the first thing he noticed was the book self was pushed aside and the hidden door was open. Hesitantly he pushed forward with his sword drawn ready to strike down his thief. Though what he was about to discover he wasn't ready for. Seeing the shatter glass at the feet of his thief caught his attention first before slowly raising his eyes.

Reaching the face of his unwanted visitor the leader noticed some definite similarities to a child he saw grow up at a distant.Kaciko gave a small smirk before rushing past him and leaving the leader's house. Leaving the place he once called home for he got what he seeked. There was no need for him to hang around people he hated.

The clan leader knew he would send his elite warriors in hopes to stop Kaciko. Exhaling a long extended breath the clan leader banished Kaciko from his homeland with the label of Khorda. Meaning the young man's no longer existed in Seventh Sanctum of Water. Any records they had on him would be destroyed.


(I will try to have this finished after he holidays just a bit busy at the moment but I promise it will get finished.)


Pet/Familiars: (If you are a race that has a familiar please specify. If you have a pet that your character has with him/her most of the time, please specify.)

Name:Yaza (Ya Za)
Species: Black Wolf
Gender: Female
Element:N/A
Abilities:N/A

Additional Info: Yaza deceased of old age. Kaciko buried her under a weeping willow.

[Main Admin]

Great! Accepted! But, I'd like to remind you that this isn't a Naruto board; please keep the show seperated from this board. Thank you.

[Jion]

The profile u read was a half ass rip i ha up because I was lazy. This is my actual bio. I know there is some loops in his history and I did that for a reason for flash back posts. as well as character building.

So please reread my profile and reconsider your reply to either accept or deny my character.

[Jion]

here is another bio I have been working on just in case you don't approve of that one. I have been working on this bio since I posted "Guestbook" The first one is a quicker bio I came up with since I register. If you like both of them then if you want u can decide which one is worthy of your board.


Name: Kaceiko (Case-I-ko)
Alias: Jion (JI-on)
Home town: Temples of Delnor
Fighting Style: Seven Heavens, Eight Paths
Weapon: Fists
God: Nyx (The Goddess of Solitude and Justice)

Appearance:

Eyes: Brown
Hair: Bald
Height: 5'10
Weight: 200

Weakness

-Merciful: Many times you don't have it in your heart to kill.

-Over Protectiveness: You ignore everything else until the horrible creature is lying in its own pool of blood, or no longer exists.

-Pride: will refuse to retreat from battle no matter what the odds. He will always fight to the death and will always on the front line of battle, not at all afraid to get hit.

History: Every now and then, a poor family needs some money or food or protection. At the hardest of times when there is no other choice...families have been known to sell their children to one of the many Temples of Delnor. The Temple only takes those younger than 4. In return, the child devotes his life to the disciplinary ways of the Temple, and the families get that which they need. The child is trained to be a Monk of the Temple. Monks have no need for money or items. All a Monk cares about is achieving an inner peace. In searching for this inner peace, the Monks of Delnor have turned to the Martial Arts. Thru inflicting great amounts of pain by hand, the Delnor Monks believe they may one day achieve inner peace...This is Jion's story

Hello, my name is Kaceiko but you can call me Jion, I was born into a little town that knows little happiness. A town where chaos and dispair runs ramped.Only barely suriving by what little help we get from The Temple of Delnor. Our town guards refuse to do anything about it because of town's people were killing their own guards. My father worked as a janitor for our local hospital during the day, stealing any medicial drugs he could get his hands on. At night the pills Jon stole he flipped for cash. Kaceiko's mother refused to go to work for the area the lived in was constantly getting raided by the band of thieves called themselves shadow.

At the age of three my father lost his job because of unseen events that occured. A nurse had walked in on him while he had the glass medicine cabinet open with a vike bottle in his hand. After that day life slowly got harder for my family, the drug heads that depended on Jon to get the pills went ape shit and torn into our house and stole what few things we held valueable. My parents had to stop paying what little bills they were able to pay just to put food on the table. There were even some months my parents starved just so I could get. Many nights I could hear my parents fighting and crying in another room.

Two months passed under these conditions, Jon would shred up letters that read "Last Warning" on the front of the envelope every time the mail ran. With little choice left my parents took me to the Temple of Nyx which was roughly a three hour drive from our home. Waking me up from my nap I looked around and saw what looked like a building that had without father time himself. Veins grew on the side of temple as the windows its self were stained in bright colors. Stepping out of the rusty Plymouth Sundance my father came by and picked me up. Walking in long strides they made it to the stained glassed doors with seconds. Continueing in such a quick pace I didn't have time view all the historical culture this building had to offer. At the end of a long hall stood an elderly figure, hunched over slightly from gravity pulling him down. In his small left hand he held a wooding stick that was half his size his attire was that of a simple priest. A black robe covered over his small frame as a golden rope was wrapped around his waist.

From there I do not recall anythin besides being raised up with the Delnor Monks. Until the age of 10 I always constantly being watched over. Not allowed to leave the building in fear I might get hurt or disrupt someone else's training. Whenever I got upset or just wanted to be alone I would find my way to the small chapel that was inside the building. I would always hide behind a sculpture of the Goddess named Nyx. she is the The Goddess of Solitude and Justice. Placing his hand on the back thigh of the sculpture he always got a tingly feeling, a feeling that eased his mind from anything that had upset him or bothered him.

As Kaceiko grew older he made it a routin habit to repent for anything he felt guilty for or if he had something on his mind that he needed to clear.After saying his normal prayer Kaceiko would place his hand on the Nyx's leg and closed his eye. The energy he felt through him calmed his uneasy mind. Stepping outside from the Chapel Kaceiko was almost always was challenged by one of his peers for the title he held. Before the elder man died he was teaching Kaceiko in private when he was young. away from everyone else. When Kaceiko asked the elder why he was training him. The elder just laughed and gave a reassuring smile before saying "Day will come when your not asking Why and saying Thank you."

Kaceiko looked at the young man that wanted the title of 'Elder's Blessin'. Jumping off of the platform Kaceiko continue to stare at the man with stern eyes his muscles tightening as the back of his neck hair stood on end just itching for a fight. Without a second of hesistation Kaceiko did a quick jab that any untrained eye wouldn't be able to see. The attack connected with the young man's chest knocking the wind out his lungs. "Don't challenge me until you are ready to die." Kaceiko said before stepping past him. Though he was trained by the elder yet he held a sliver of hate for this place. For they took him away from his family regardless of their situation,

Walking to a weeping willow tree, he brushed the leaves out of the way before taking a seat with his back against the tree bark. His legs criss crossed at his thighs. Exhaling slowly Kaceiko closed his brown eyes allowing himself to fade into a meditative state. Images of his past played through his eyes live a movie at the cinema, Hearing a brown leaf crunch under someone's foot Kaceiko pulled himself out of his memories though kept his eyes closed. Hearing multiple footsteps getting louder. "What do you want?" Kaceiko said calmly after exhaling a breath from his lips. Not hearing a response he opened his eyes to see three students standing in front of him each with a sour grin on their faces. Kaceiko was always bad with names and faces though apart of him never cared about anyone else but himself. To him it was survival of the fitest and he dared anyone to challenge him.

"You ladies want to play or just stand there and attempt to look cute?" He said with a half chuckle as he got to his feet. Taking a step Kaceiko to past them he hesistated for a second before saying "Just as I expected, No balls." he said maintaining the calm voice he started with. Walking past the three of them Kaceiko moved some of the leaves from the weeping willow tree he continued walking until he got to the middle of the courtyard. Hearing footsteps approaching fast behind him he side stepped to the left arming the first man's left arm and using his opponent's momentum against him, Kaceiko threw him into the other two men that were charging at him as well. Kaceiko smiled as he watched the three young men get back to their feet. "Shall we dance?" He said with a grin from one ear to the other one. Kaceiko loved to fight, the idea of besting someone else at their own sport really got his blood flowing. Standing still until the three of them was in a circular position making kaceiko the radius of their circle. Chuckling could be heard from the three men as Kaceiko stood still waiting for the first attack. The guy on his right went for a quick jab to his ribs, Kaceiko side stepped dodging the attack as he heard screaming coming from behind him. Kaceiko turned around just to eat a body shot to his stomach area. Grabbing ahold of the attacker's hand he tossed him at his first attacker, causing both of them to land upon each other. Turning his attention at the third attack that seemed to be just standing there. Kaceiko wasn't sure if he was cautious or just plan scared. "If your scared of me then please run to friends and tell them what happened I am sure they would be more of a challenge then you will ever be." He knew his words would either provoke the man into attacking or running away. Turning his attention back to the other two that were just now getting up, Kaceiko could see their faces getting red with anger.The two of them began charging at him once more shaking his head he prepared himself to dodge the attack without any warning the third young man that Kaceiko provoked connected a kick to his ribs. Kaceiko could hear a couple of his bones cracking under the sheer force of the blow. Staggering backward Kaceiko tried to regain his footing as the three young men began their assault. Kaceiko dodged some of the attacks though he ate most of their attacks.

Retreating slightly to put some distance between the attackers and himself, Kaceiko tried to regain his composer though his attackers didn't let up. Kaceiko was determined not to lose against these young men, To bring such dishonor to the one that trained him was one of Kaceiko's worest fears. Standing still Kaceiko attempted to calm his racing heart down so that he could concentrate, closing his eyes he focused on the techniques that the old man taught him. He could hear the three men approaching all coming from the same direction. HIs brown eyes shifted to pearl white as black trible markings that started to appear from the top of his head down his neck spreading to horizontal from the base of his neck. Wrapping around his shoulder blades in a spiral motion down his arms to the back of his palms thinning out to wrap around his ring finger. Using the secret technique One Hundred Fists the three of them took damage as his hands moved from one opponent to the next one until they dropped like flies.

Unknown to him the newest member of the counsil had watched everything from his office window, that was the top window on the right side. Sitting down the man called rest of the counsil in for an immediate meeting to discuss what he had just witnessed. Kaceiko revert back to himself with little idea of what just happened beside what his eyes told him. Crouching down he used another one of the techniques his teacher taught him. With little concentration he laid his hands on the two that looked in criticial condition, exhaling slowly he could feel some of his force drain from his body through his fingers and into those two. Seeing some of their wounds heal Kaceiko was satisfied that no one was gonna die because of him.

Nightfall soon swallowed the sky as the six counsil members met in private. The room was dark around them, the only light was that of a 20 watt bulb that swung above the middle of the table. The conversation of Kaceiko went on for hours, all of them had mix feeling about their pupil though there was only one that truly wanted him gone, and that was the youngest member of the counsil. Hours had passed until finally the counsil came to an agreement.

The following day the counsil wore their famouse black robes with golden robe around their waist. Knocked on Kaceiko's door, not giving Kaceiko the chance to open the door the oldest counsil opened the door and began address Kaceiko in the proper manner. "We heard what had happened yesterday. After talking to three students that were involved also, the counsil is forced to act upon your actions by kicking you out of our community. Kaceiko to shocked to respond just stood there and watched them leave. Sitting back on his bed he was completely dumbfond on what had just happened. It was a unfair spar that got out of hand. 'Did they not see me heal the two that would have died at the end of the fight?' He thought trying to figure this out what would have caused such punishment. Exhaling multiable breathes he forced himself to calm down so he could start packing his bags. Not having much to begin with he threw on his black hoody and cargo pants that he nornally wore when going into town. Picking up his backpack he began his journey outside of the community.

Rumor had it that there were others that had extraordinary gifts as well. Taking on the name Jion he began his search to figure out how it had happened and why it had happened to him.

Basic Abilites:

- One Hundred Fists: (Last Resort) A secret technique that pummels through the enemies defenses with repeated blows that are quicker than the eye can follow.

- Third Eye: If someone tries to hit you, you get out of the way while keeping your wits about you; you do not lose attacks or open yourself to more attacks.

- Focus: Allows the monk to predict its opponets weakspot.

- Chakra: Restores a small amount of the monk's health

- Counter: Allows the monk to counter the next attack directed towards him

- Rescue: Allows you to protect party members by placing yourself between them and the enemy. Thus taking the damage

- Shikikoyo: Allows himself to halve his own health and give it to another party member.

- Iron Will:(passive) This skill is the ability to remain alive by sheer force of will when your wounds should be fatal. It goes into effect the moment your hitpoints drop below 0.

- Iron Skin -(passive) The Monk gains a tougher skin when his spiritual enlightment almost reaches its peak. This helps reduce damage received

[Main Admin]

Alright, I like the second character's bio - it's detailed and has a lot more information that gives the character a more profound outline. But now, I would like you to please do the correct format to the profile and then I'll approve it once again. Thank you for being cooperative.

[Jion]

I'm back

[Jion]

Prisoner: N/A
In Prison: N/A

Real Name: Kaciko Utso
Name known by Jion
Age: 25
Gender: Male
Race:Crotyre

Appearance:

Eye Color: Light Blue
Hair Color: Bald
Height: 5'10
Weight: 200 pounds

Personality:

Weakness

-Merciful: Many times you don't have it in your heart to kill.

-Over Protectiveness: You ignore everything else until the horrible creature is lying in its own pool of blood, or no longer exists.

-Pride: will refuse to retreat from battle no matter what the odds. He will always fight to the death and will always on the front line of battle, not at all afraid to get hit.

Elements: Water


Powers:

Basic Abilites:

- One Hundred Fists: (Last Resort) A secret technique that pummels through the enemies defenses with repeated blows that are quicker than the eye can follow.

- Third Eye: If someone tries to hit you, you get out of the way while keeping your wits about you; you do not lose attacks or open yourself to more attacks.

- Focus: Allows the monk to predict its opponets weakspot.

- Chakra: Restores a small amount of the monk's health

- Counter: Allows the monk to counter the next attack directed towards him

- Rescue: Allows you to protect party members by placing yourself between them and the enemy. Thus taking the damage

- Shikikoyo: Allows himself to halve his own health and give it to another party member.

- Iron Will:(passive) This skill is the ability to remain alive by sheer force of will when your wounds should be fatal. It goes into effect the moment your hitpoints drop below 0.

- Iron Skin -(passive) The Monk gains a tougher skin when his spiritual enlightment almost reaches its peak. This helps reduce damage received

History:

Every now and then, a poor family needs some money or food or protection. At the hardest of times when there is no other choice...families have been known to sell their children to one of the many Temples of Delnor. The Temple only takes those younger than 4. In return, the child devotes his life to the disciplinary ways of the Temple, and the families get that which they need. The child is trained to be a Monk of the Temple. Monks have no need for money or items. All a Monk cares about is achieving an inner peace. In searching for this inner peace, the Monks of Delnor have turned to the Martial Arts. Thru inflicting great amounts of pain by hand, the Delnor Monks believe they may one day achieve inner peace...This is Jion's story

Hello, my name is Kaceiko but you can call me Jion, I was born into a little town that knows little happiness. A town where chaos and dispair runs ramped.Only barely suriving by what little help we get from The Temple of Delnor. Our town guards refuse to do anything about it because of town's people were killing their own guards. My father worked as a janitor for our local hospital during the day, stealing any medicial drugs he could get his hands on. At night the pills Jon stole he flipped for cash. Kaceiko's mother refused to go to work for the area the lived in was constantly getting raided by the band of thieves called themselves shadow.

At the age of three my father lost his job because of unseen events that occured. A nurse had walked in on him while he had the glass medicine cabinet open with a vike bottle in his hand. After that day life slowly got harder for my family, the drug heads that depended on Jon to get the pills went ape shit and torn into our house and stole what few things we held valueable. My parents had to stop paying what little bills they were able to pay just to put food on the table. There were even some months my parents starved just so I could get. Many nights I could hear my parents fighting and crying in another room.

Two months passed under these conditions, Jon would shred up letters that read "Last Warning" on the front of the envelope every time the mail ran. With little choice left my parents took me to the Temple of Nyx which was roughly a three hour drive from our home. Waking me up from my nap I looked around and saw what looked like a building that had without father time himself. Veins grew on the side of temple as the windows its self were stained in bright colors. Stepping out of the rusty Plymouth Sundance my father came by and picked me up. Walking in long strides they made it to the stained glassed doors with seconds. Continueing in such a quick pace I didn't have time view all the historical culture this building had to offer. At the end of a long hall stood an elderly figure, hunched over slightly from gravity pulling him down. In his small left hand he held a wooding stick that was half his size his attire was that of a simple priest. A black robe covered over his small frame as a golden rope was wrapped around his waist.

From there I do not recall anythin besides being raised up with the Delnor Monks. Until the age of 10 I always constantly being watched over. Not allowed to leave the building in fear I might get hurt or disrupt someone else's training. Whenever I got upset or just wanted to be alone I would find my way to the small chapel that was inside the building. I would always hide behind a sculpture of the Goddess named Nyx. she is the The Goddess of Solitude and Justice. Placing his hand on the back thigh of the sculpture he always got a tingly feeling, a feeling that eased his mind from anything that had upset him or bothered him.

As Kaceiko grew older he made it a routin habit to repent for anything he felt guilty for or if he had something on his mind that he needed to clear.After saying his normal prayer Kaceiko would place his hand on the Nyx's leg and closed his eye. The energy he felt through him calmed his uneasy mind. Stepping outside from the Chapel Kaceiko was almost always was challenged by one of his peers for the title he held. Before the elder man died he was teaching Kaceiko in private when he was young. away from everyone else. When Kaceiko asked the elder why he was training him. The elder just laughed and gave a reassuring smile before saying "Day will come when your not asking Why and saying Thank you."

Kaceiko looked at the young man that wanted the title of 'Elder's Blessin'. Jumping off of the platform Kaceiko continue to stare at the man with stern eyes his muscles tightening as the back of his neck hair stood on end just itching for a fight. Without a second of hesistation Kaceiko did a quick jab that any untrained eye wouldn't be able to see. The attack connected with the young man's chest knocking the wind out his lungs. "Don't challenge me until you are ready to die." Kaceiko said before stepping past him. Though he was trained by the elder yet he held a sliver of hate for this place. For they took him away from his family regardless of their situation,

Walking to a weeping willow tree, he brushed the leaves out of the way before taking a seat with his back against the tree bark. His legs criss crossed at his thighs. Exhaling slowly Kaceiko closed his brown eyes allowing himself to fade into a meditative state. Images of his past played through his eyes live a movie at the cinema, Hearing a brown leaf crunch under someone's foot Kaceiko pulled himself out of his memories though kept his eyes closed. Hearing multiple footsteps getting louder. "What do you want?" Kaceiko said calmly after exhaling a breath from his lips. Not hearing a response he opened his eyes to see three students standing in front of him each with a sour grin on their faces. Kaceiko was always bad with names and faces though apart of him never cared about anyone else but himself. To him it was survival of the fitest and he dared anyone to challenge him.

"You ladies want to play or just stand there and attempt to look cute?" He said with a half chuckle as he got to his feet. Taking a step Kaceiko to past them he hesistated for a second before saying "Just as I expected, No balls." he said maintaining the calm voice he started with. Walking past the three of them Kaceiko moved some of the leaves from the weeping willow tree he continued walking until he got to the middle of the courtyard. Hearing footsteps approaching fast behind him he side stepped to the left arming the first man's left arm and using his opponent's momentum against him, Kaceiko threw him into the other two men that were charging at him as well. Kaceiko smiled as he watched the three young men get back to their feet. "Shall we dance?" He said with a grin from one ear to the other one. Kaceiko loved to fight, the idea of besting someone else at their own sport really got his blood flowing. Standing still until the three of them was in a circular position making kaceiko the radius of their circle. Chuckling could be heard from the three men as Kaceiko stood still waiting for the first attack. The guy on his right went for a quick jab to his ribs, Kaceiko side stepped dodging the attack as he heard screaming coming from behind him. Kaceiko turned around just to eat a body shot to his stomach area. Grabbing ahold of the attacker's hand he tossed him at his first attacker, causing both of them to land upon each other. Turning his attention at the third attack that seemed to be just standing there. Kaceiko wasn't sure if he was cautious or just plan scared. "If your scared of me then please run to friends and tell them what happened I am sure they would be more of a challenge then you will ever be." He knew his words would either provoke the man into attacking or running away. Turning his attention back to the other two that were just now getting up, Kaceiko could see their faces getting red with anger.The two of them began charging at him once more shaking his head he prepared himself to dodge the attack without any warning the third young man that Kaceiko provoked connected a kick to his ribs. Kaceiko could hear a couple of his bones cracking under the sheer force of the blow. Staggering backward Kaceiko tried to regain his footing as the three young men began their assault. Kaceiko dodged some of the attacks though he ate most of their attacks.

Retreating slightly to put some distance between the attackers and himself, Kaceiko tried to regain his composer though his attackers didn't let up. Kaceiko was determined not to lose against these young men, To bring such dishonor to the one that trained him was one of Kaceiko's worest fears. Standing still Kaceiko attempted to calm his racing heart down so that he could concentrate, closing his eyes he focused on the techniques that the old man taught him. He could hear the three men approaching all coming from the same direction. HIs brown eyes shifted to pearl white as black trible markings that started to appear from the top of his head down his neck spreading to horizontal from the base of his neck. Wrapping around his shoulder blades in a spiral motion down his arms to the back of his palms thinning out to wrap around his ring finger. Using the secret technique One Hundred Fists the three of them took damage as his hands moved from one opponent to the next one until they dropped like flies.

Unknown to him the newest member of the counsil had watched everything from his office window, that was the top window on the right side. Sitting down the man called rest of the counsil in for an immediate meeting to discuss what he had just witnessed. Kaceiko revert back to himself with little idea of what just happened beside what his eyes told him. Crouching down he used another one of the techniques his teacher taught him. With little concentration he laid his hands on the two that looked in criticial condition, exhaling slowly he could feel some of his force drain from his body through his fingers and into those two. Seeing some of their wounds heal Kaceiko was satisfied that no one was gonna die because of him.

Nightfall soon swallowed the sky as the six counsil members met in private. The room was dark around them, the only light was that of a 20 watt bulb that swung above the middle of the table. The conversation of Kaceiko went on for hours, all of them had mix feeling about their pupil though there was only one that truly wanted him gone, and that was the youngest member of the counsil. Hours had passed until finally the counsil came to an agreement.

The following day the counsil wore their famouse black robes with golden robe around their waist. Knocked on Kaceiko's door, not giving Kaceiko the chance to open the door the oldest counsil opened the door and began address Kaceiko in the proper manner. "We heard what had happened yesterday. After talking to three students that were involved also, the counsil is forced to act upon your actions by kicking you out of our community. Kaceiko to shocked to respond just stood there and watched them leave. Sitting back on his bed he was completely dumbfond on what had just happened. It was a unfair spar that got out of hand. 'Did they not see me heal the two that would have died at the end of the fight?' He thought trying to figure this out what would have caused such punishment. Exhaling multiable breathes he forced himself to calm down so he could start packing his bags. Not having much to begin with he threw on his black hoody and cargo pants that he nornally wore when going into town. Picking up his backpack he began his journey outside of the community.

Rumor had it that there were others that had extraordinary gifts as well. Taking on the name Jion he began his search to figure out how it had happened and why it had happened to him.

Pet/Familiars: N/A

Has not found one on his journey yet

Additional Info:

Home town: Temples of Delnor
Fighting Style: Seven Heavens, Eight Paths
Weapon: Fists
God: Nyx (The Goddess of Solitude and Justice)

[Main Admin]

Accepted! Stay safe and good luck on your journey!

Though, as a note: In your profile history, you switched from first person to 3rd. Are you aware or was that intentional? My advice is, when switching from first to 3rd like you did, you should use quotation marks to signal his thoughts or his story, then end with quotation marks as you go on to tell his story from a 3rd person point of view.