Post by Kohaku on Jun 17, 2017 16:30:35 GMT
Kohaku
Neutral
Neutral
General
Race:
Kitsune
Gender:
Female
Age:
42
Birthday:
June 9th
Stats
Class:
Level: 1
HP: 16
STR: 5
MAG: 1
SKL: 6
SPD: 8
DEF: 1
RES: 4
Weapon(s) Type and Rank(s): Beastsone [fox] ; E
Appearance
Hair Color:
Dirty blond
Eye Color:
Green
Height:
4'8" ft [8'8"]
Weight:
84 lbs [356 lbs]
Clothing:
Taking to a more extreme sense, Kohaku enjoys dressingup, especially fancily. She will do what's in her power to gain the best of materials and proudly boast them. For the most part, her key features include the commonplace Kitsune tribe boots, and a red ribbon by the side of her head; as well as a fan she seems to carry for aesthetic purpose alone.
About
Profession:
Nanny
Alliance:
Neutral
Hometown:
Kitsune Hamlet
Likes:
Sleep, leisure, being spoiled
Dislikes:
Humans, poachers, sour food, being alone
Personality:
Like most other Kitsune, Kohaku has to be wary of humans in particular, and other races potentially as well. While poised and fair for the most part, she is also not afraid if immodesty and indecency. Kohaku doesn't hold much of a temper at first, but can get aggressive quickly and on impulse, especially towards anyone she would suspect can pose trouble for her tribe, and her in particular. Her unpredictability makes her dangerous, and her love towards herself amplifies such further. She does hold a sense of superiority, if subtle.
Despite her distrustful nature, Kohaku isn't below amusing one for some company. She will gladly engage in an activity with any given person so long as she finds them tolerable, and said activity to rid her of her boredom. As the saying goes, sly and wily as a fox; she's easily a hedonist that is bound to get carried away. Limits are to be broken with this woman.
Underneath these multitudes though, Kohaku sports one fear that haunts her to this very day. Anxiety comes back to hit her hard every time, every single time, that she's being left alone. Shamefully, the old fox fears being abandoned and left alone, more than she fears the very idea of being chased to death like her brethren. To prevent that from happening, she had shaped her entire character.
Biography:
Like many of her tribe, Kohaku grew up under the premise that humans were after the Kitsune's lives to sell their fur. She came to find this very true very early in her childhood, as one little stroll to the edges of the hamlet almost cost her her life. Ever since, the girl had been afraid of the bounds outside of the hamlet. The eventual maturity hit though, and the fear died down over time; despite the Kitsune tribe being fairly self-sufficient to survive in their territory, even without setting out.
But events did happen, and Kohaku's Kitsune brethren did perish, each for their own reason. Barely seventeen, and Kohaku had come in contact with the Hoshido Army on their venture near the Kitsune hamlet. Coming to fancy the bunch, she had set out of the hamlet to follow their tracks some. The short time she spent alongside their ranks would come to be the only time the girl had ever left her home, as once the troops had gone too far away from the tribe, she was left to return on her own.
Brigands. Her fellow men disappeared each for their own reason, but the most common was brigands. Aiming to sell the expensive fur at the market. She panicked and ran, and subsequently cornered herself, unable to escape. Like a miracle, Kohaku's father appeared to fend off the humans, but was soon overpowered and slain before his daughter's eyes. She was overcome with fear and stress, but she managed to make it back to the hamlet safely. That event came to pose significant trauma on her, and Kohaku's been having major issues since.
That didn't stop her from trying to cope with it however. ...In some way.
Other
Status: Single
Pet: Looking for a nice person to adopt~
Additional Notes:
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