Description
Black hair that runs down to his shoulders in a rather unruly fashion. His eyes are a dark brown colour, and he has a muscular but fairly skinny build.
Kento's normal clothing generally is a roughspun shirt with an open neck, that is useful for when he is working in the hot conditions of a forge. He wears dark, durable trousers and shoes.
Alias: None
Age: 22
Height: 5'11"
Weight: 190 lb.
Race: Human
Personality
Although naturally light-hearted and prone to seeing the humour in a situation, Kento is also very quick to become serious when the situation calls for it. He has morals which leaves him disliking killing, and he will not kill an innocent, however if innocent lives are threatened or the person in question it truly evil, he will not hesitate in ending their lives.
Despite being a Blacksmith, Kento is possessed by a feeling of wanderlust; The blacksmith can satisfy this somewhat by moving his forge from city to city, but the only thing that seems to satisfy the young as much as a finely-crafted blade cooling in his hands, is the sight of a new land stretching out before him.
Equipment
Kento has a decent set of blacksmithing tools, and the smallest of these tools is kept in a pouch at his waist instead of at his forge, although the tools that he has are only enough for small repairs.
If he expects trouble, Kento has set aside a set of armour for his personal use - it glints a metallic green in the sunlight, and although well built, it is heavy for him to wear still. Despite the full-plate style of the armour, it has been designed rather craftily by the man to be easy to take off and put on, the full armour only requiring 4 or 5 minutes if he hurries, and can be done on his own. Though the armour is good at deflecting most average physical attacks, it has no magical properties and therefore offers very little defense against a magical assault.
As a weapon, Kento wields a long, thin blade that he himself made -and personally considers his best work. The metal he used to forge it required nearly a year's earning to afford just enough for his own sword, and after days without rest or food, keeping the metal hot and layering the blade to make it ever-sharper, he created a sword that any general or duke would be proud to wear. It's metal seems to shine slightly, but like his armour boasts no magical properties. Despite this, it can cut into a boulder without chipping or denting due to it's own hardness and sharpness.
Kento keeps the blade inside of a plain, leathe sheathe, both because he can afford little better and to ward off potential thieves.
History
Kento worked as a helper for his blacksmith father when he was a child, and learned many things from him, the older man a respected blacksmith in the city that they lived in. When he was 15 however, a sickness swept through the town, killing many including his parents. Leaving his home behind, Kento eventually found his way to an old man who was formerly a soldier, until the loss of his leg forced a career change to that of a scribe. The old man taught Kento to read and write, and housed him. Eventually Kento was taught the basics of swordplay as well, and upon the death of the scholar, Kento used the money entrusted to him by the man to found his own smithy. - and he has become skillful enough through hard work in both swordsmanship and as a blacksmith to carry some small amount of renown in the area that he travels to.
So begins...
Kento put a hand on Celinka's shoulder. "I'll be right back... Just going to get some water, okay?" She had perked up again when he'd started talking to her. The swordsman was beginning to think that it would take a much longer time together for her to improve her personality permanently.. perhaps he would ask her about it after they were done. It'd been a while since he had a travelling companion... walking to the bar, he placed the order with the barkeep and waited, brushing his dark hair from his eyes distractedly.
Kento raised an eyebrow as he heard what she'd called to him... a smoothie? He recalled last time he'd seen her.. she mimicked his voice and ordered a water, then didn't touch it the hours that they'd talked for.. He'd assumed that she couldn't eat. Perhaps he was wrong.. or perhaps the girl had changed, somehow? Either way his curiousity had gotten the better of him. Picking up both water and smoothie, he walked back to the table that they were sitting at.. the two that he didnt know were still talking it seemed - the girl was still curious about what was under his cloaks, but Kento wasn't sure he wanted to know.
Kento smiled. "I don't usually like the taste of sweet things I'm afraid, Celinka." He gave the smoothie to her however.. perhaps he should bring up the question of her staying with him for now.. but not here, in the bar. "I have something to ask you.. Could you come with me?" He pointed outside the bar. glancing back at the other girl whom he didn't know, he smiled slightly, adding "You.. you should come with me too. There's something that I'd like to ask you." Glancing at the man, he reached out to shake his hand. "It was nice, friend.. but I have to be going about my business, and I'll take these two with me for now. I hope you find the Queen that you're looking for."
msg libcakes horribly disfigured ;) sorry
try refreshing your chat thing ;) I think you're in the right room, since I can see you and all
walked outside of the bar, looking back at the entrance briefly to make sure that both of the women were with him. "I happened to take a peek at that man we were with through my mask, when I was ordering drinks... and trust me, it was for the best that I didn't leave you with him." He scratched his head. "He was pretty damn desperate for a Queen. I was worried that he'd hurt you, so.. I brought you with us." Smiling he reached out a hand. "What's your name?" The swordsman glanced at his construct friend as he did so.. he needed to bring something important up with her, too.. but that could wait a moment.
msg libcakes well you can't edit posts that are in the chat type roleplays ;) No. but there are millions of forum-types that I'm pretty sure you can edit as you go! ^^
.. *laugh* .. >> that's twice now.
"That's .. Celinka, as you just learned." Tucking his mask under his arm, he smiled. "And I'm Kento.. Just a moment though, I need to ask Celinka something important.." He turned to the construct, who was cooing over the small creature that Lia had with her.. "Celinka.. I think that it would be best if you and I traveled together for now. It clearly helps your personality show again, and perhaps if we talk enough you'll get better.. So would you like that? To look for your brother with me, instead of splitting up."
"Yes, I'd take you to where I am travelling.. but I go very far away from Wing City, quite often. So you'll have to be okay with that Celinka." It was similar to speaking to a child, in a few ways.. "You're not sick, but you still feel better when we talk, I think .. And while I help you by talking to you and staying with you, we'll find your brother like I promised." He nodded.. and was suddenly curious about the other girl. He didn't even know if she knew the city - most people that found the bar were travelers after all. "What will you do, Lia?"
and yes >> I work at a restaurant ^^ called Kelsey's
aha, guess what the ex girlfriends name is >>
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