Name: Kenta
Age: 27
Species: human (Japanese)
Orientation: gay. Very gay.
Abilities:
- Swordsman
- Survival skills
- Hunter/Fisher
- Horseback riding
Appearance: 5'5" muscular build. Average looks, tan skin. Brown eyes and dark brown long hair usually in a messy ponytail to keep out of his face. Has an ugly scar on his lower back that's parallel to a scar by his right hip and a long scar along his right forearm.
Quick personality: warrior till death, stoic smartass, calculated but tendency towards impulsive decisions due to impatience, picks his battles depending on whether it's worth getting up or not.
Distant from others, loner, me against the world, very direct, ignores most people but is very direct when speaking, no sugar coating. Dedicates his life to honing his swordsmanship, not honor bound, survivor. Has a soft spot for orphans like him and animals. Wants to move away from killing people for money, fighting the addiction of the thrill of battle. Hates nobility for their selfish superior, yet hypocritical personalities. Hates following orders
Likes: animals, especially horses, food, booze, muscular men, fighting, taking care of his sword, sleeping
Dislikes: nobility, authority, orders, food that's not filling, most fancy things, lectures, thieves
Every day carry: his sword and sheath, a rucksack filled with his clothes, oil for his sword, cloth, carving knife, his mom's old hair piece
History: Grew up very poor with his mother in an old fishing village. He loved playing pretend samurai with a stick and chased cats. One day when he was eight, his mother grew deathly ill and no one would help him buy medicine to save her. She died and he lived in the shack alone, stealing to survive until an angry merchant had samurai chase him out of town and try to kill him. He ran away to the wilderness, surviving on what he could before finding the city. He watched a dojo that trained the way of the sword and got caught one day. He was scared he'd be beat, but he was taken in by the head master and cleaned the dojo as his steward, living in the dojo. He grew up practicing with the sword, admiring his master's selflessness and masterful skills. He wanted to become a samurai and trained with the other students even though most never accepted him. At age 13, his master was challenged by a cocky samurai who was traveling with an important family. He lost and in his shame and rage, had the master arrested as well as shutting down the whole dojo for the disrespect. His master's disciples rebelled against the wrongful dishonor but were cut down for defying the family. Embittered, he escaped and joined an assassin clan. Worked for them for years until he got tired of killing for money and left the clan causing a failed assassination on him by his comrade and previous crush. A stranger saved his life but he ran away before he could learn his name, worried he'd get him killed for helping him. He's been a bodyguard for hire.
