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Kisho Hosokawa

A cold mercenary, who despite his lack of emotions outwardly, is a very troubled man. Will work any job for coin but prefers the righteous.

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a character in “Assassin's Pledge: War of Attrition”, as played by Heafyfan

Description

Birth Name: Kisho Hosokawa
Character Alias (If applicable): Kiichi Heafy

Appearance:
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! Written appearance: Tall but not as broad as the armour makes him look. Also a lot skinnier than some of these photos portray him. Ignore the photo where he is bald, it's a reference for armour He has long orange-red hair which occasionally sticks out from his helmet. On the rare occasions that he DOES remove his armour he is well dressed and slender but well toned. His armour is a deep shade of black and is covered in spikes. Sometimes he wears a cape and other times not. Appears a lot more powerful than he really is.

Sex: Male

Home Nation: Shaharan

Current Location/Residence: Shaharan

Age: Somewhere around 30. Age isn't entirely known thanks to a massive personal breakdown a few years ago at which age he stopped counting.

Height: out of armour, 6 foot 2, in armour 6 foot 4.

Weight: around 12 stone, again, thanks to being slightly insane, doesn't weight himself often so exact weight unknown.

Hair Color: Ginger/strawberry blonde.

Eye Color: blue

Complexion: fair skin, though tans easily, and has a scar next to his left eye.

! Body Type: athletic.

Blood Type : A.

! Fighting Style (*Hard or Soft?): Armed: hard Unarmed: soft

Adaptability Ratio**: 6-7

Personality

!! Personality: Kisho is very outgoing and arrogant. He is headstrong and very sure of own abilities, which has been his downfall more than once. Kisho is very stubborn, and when needs arise devious. He’d sooner die than surrender, unless part of his plan. Not easy to reach on an emotional level, he doesn't talk to women unless on a business level. Very upset with life. Sometimes he loses the will to continue and has depressive episodes. Kisho is infamous as a Heavy drinker, and is not very sociable but easy to approach and agreeable nonetheless. Despite his bitter nature he is of good alignment.

! Quirks: Scar next to eye. Right arm covered in tattoos depicting fight scenes, left arm covered from shoulder to hand with "The blue moon strikes with its dual personality, taking from you that which you wish to keep dear until not even your sanity remains". Kisho never talks about this tattoo.

! Likes: Drinking, Fighting, the hope of finding a way to have his time again, music, working (as a mercenary)

! Dislikes: Women, cruel acts upon the undeserving (despite some of his past actions), anyone who threatens him/ threatens his ego.

!! Special Talents/Skills: Excellent swordsman. Good musician and more intelligent than you'd expect a mercenary to be.

Equipment

Weapon/s of Choice: Two handed sword. His sword is a two handed broadsword of some description, that seems to be of a deep purple hue. The sword looks as though it was once black but no longer is.

Weapon/s of Last Resort: Double katana.

! Weapons you avoid: anything blunt, if he loses his weapon, blunt force is his armour’s biggest weakness.

!! Weapon/Training History (If applicable): Trained to defeat a mercenary who wanted his head/ Once he defeated him he adopted the armour and weaponry of his assailant and had a mental breakdown, during which he became proficient with the two handed blade. He is dexterous thanks to his slim build and thus he will resort to light fast weaponry if he has to.

History

Biography: To begin with, Kisho was a peaceful man, absorbed mainly by his studies. He had a nice group of close friends, and a wife with whom he was very much in love with. Her name was Bleumoon Vespiare, a slender woman of high esteem within her community. It was about a year into their marriage that Kisho and Bleumoon had a child, Nikko. Things were going well until Nikko was about 6 months old, at which point, Kisho's half brother, Daichi, who had also fallen in love with Bleumoon, had snapped and came for Kisho's blood. This was the first time in his young life that Kisho had ever had to take up arms. In his first face off, he came off second best but escaped with his life. It was at this point he began to search for his weapon of choice. Eventually Kisho found that a light but strong broadsword was his favourite weapon. A few months later, during one of their clashes, Daichi succumbed to Kisho's now-superior swordsmanship. Bleeding from the thigh, Daichi was a sure goner, if Kisho hadn't took pity and saved his life. This in turn saved the brother's relationship, and Daichi gave his katana to Kisho as a gift.

A year after those events transposed, Kisho's wife, Bleumoon, left him, taking his son with her. Kisho, who was still whole heartedly in love with her, could not accept this and started drinking a lot of alcohol. Around the same time, it turned out that the katana that Kisho had been awarded by his brother was worth a considerable amount of coin, and Kisho's other half brother (same father as him, different mother to he and Daichi) Sarevok had come seeking the bounty. Sarevok, whom Kisho had never taken seriously, Killed his son to try and break his morale. Instead, Kisho once again took up arms with his trusty blade. After losing her son, Kisho's ex wife committed suicide. Kisho's spirit was broken and subsequently he lost the fight, and his katana to Sarevok. In fact, if it hadn't been for a chance encounter with a passing cleric, Clary Masterson, he would have perished in that battle.

Clary took Kisho in for the few months that it took him to recover, during which time the pair had become romantically linked. Kisho, once again, began to pursue Sarevok, which with the help of Clary's stealth and tactic, he succeeded in doing. His life quietened down as he settled in with Clary. He found a new job, as a blacksmith, which helped him gain body strength. Every now and then he would defend his village with helped him improve a little more with his blade. After a year of dating Clary, he proposed to her, and not long after they discovered that she was pregnant with his child. Kisho was elated that at the age of 25 he was given a second chance to live his life. He moved to a new home, closer to the centre of trading, and found a new job as head of the local guard. And as a bonus, he was living in Clary's hometown, where he began to meet Clary's friends and family. The date for the wedding grew near, as did the due date of Kisho's child. Things were looking good, and Kisho was finally rich enough to give his now long-dead half brother Sarevok a proper funeral.

However, a few weeks after that, Kisho lost his job. A more formidable warrior took his position and Kisho soon became destitute. The day Kisho lost his job was the day he came home to an empty house, no sign of Clary whatsoever. He continued job search for a while before his hopelessness sank in. Eventually, he sold his home and moved to a smaller place in Shaharan, not so far from his mother's home. He found a job as a bartender, where once again he fell into alcoholism, and spent a good year filling the void that had been torn from him by the loss of two loves and two children by fighting and drinking. It was around this point that he started to get his left arm tattooed with the symbolic phrase "The blue moon strikes with its dual personality, taking from you that which you wish to keep dear until not even your sanity remains”.

Then it happened. Kisho went mad. He ran to the grave of the dead Sarevok and donned his armour and his two handed sword and ran to the town that he and Clary had lived in. It took him two weeks to get there and he slayed everyone there, save for 30 people whom he sent to spread the message. If she'd left him, she'd come back to the town for this, and there he could take her back. But months passed and the only passersby were traders who had not heard news of the massacre passed by, and food had become scarce, so he travelled to the town in Shaharan where he had first met Clary. His agenda? Find her and kill her.

The longer Kisho thought on this, and the more people he killed, the more insane he became. Then one day, a wise sage convinced him that she would never be found if he brought doom and chaos wherever he roamed. He was also informed that Clary had been raped and killed in the town a few months after the left him. Another suitor had convinced her to join him on a suicide pact and then they had hung, holding one another's hands. Kisho broke down and cried for four hours before the sage, along with two of the town guards (Kisho being heavily armoured) escorted him to temporary acommodation. From that day, Kisho had never shown any emotion other than arrogance, bemusement, and willing to complete the task in hand. He now serves as a mercenary as a living.

So begins...

Kisho Hosokawa's Story

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“You should place this salve on your ankle twice a day until the pain is resolved. Please be reminded not to put much strain on your left ankle. Working hard in the fields is commendable but do remember that your health is your wealth.”

This was spoken with gentleness and warmth and was also accompanied by a sincere smile. It was enough to make the crowd within the small clinic to blush at the sight.

“Th—Thank you very much Dr. Nora.” These were the words of the middle-aged man who was the current patient of the infamous Dr. Nora.

“You are very much welcome, Mr. Clifford.” The middle-aged man stood and shook the Doctor’s hand which he noted to be soft as if it had never been into hard labor at all before leaving.

Another patient was about to enter but a woman with short dark brown hair and brown eyes blocked the entrance with a smile. She had few wrinkles on her face to denote that she is quite age but still had a youthful gait to emphasize that she is not that old yet.

“Well, it is lunch now so come back later.” There were a few protests but they were immediately silenced with a deadly glare.

"Aunt Beatiz, there was no need to glare at them." The said woman looked at her niece and released a sigh.

"If I didn't, they would not have left you alone. For now, have some lunch Sereinia." Kind and bright deep amethyst colored eyes looked at her aunt with a small smile agreeing to the statement that was said.

It had been indeed such a long time since she has returned to Triveila. Most of her travels had made her stay longer in Veilbrand, Shaharan, and Cre’Est.

"It has been a long time since, I heard my name." After all, most people that she met just refer to her as Doctor or Dr. Nora. Beatiz looked at Sereinia and smiled gently as she laid some freshly cooked meals on the table for the two of them to eat.

"So it seems. Are you back here for good?" Sereinia sat on one of the chairs at the table.

"No, I am just passing through." This answer of hers made Beatiz released a sigh.

"So, you're still not done with this journey of yours?" Taking her seat as well, Beatiz looked at her niece.

"Not yet, Aunt. I know you are very worried about me." This had made Beatiz sigh more.

"A beautiful young lady traveling on the road alone with no knowledge of defending herself from thieves or thugs especially with the increase in crime rate today. I am more than worried, child."

These words were said with much sincere concern and at the same time a slight annoyance possibly due to Sereinia's stubbornness about this dangerous journey's of hers. Sereinia understood the concerns of her aunt. After the death of her parents, her Aunt Beatiz had become her surrogate parent. From her opinion, this small town in Triveila had become her new home. She had always hate giving her aunt many worries. However, these travels of her are something she could not stop at the moment. It had become of her way of discovering herself little by little.

“I will be fine Aunt Beatiz. I have returned here safely did I not?” She said with a smile as she took a bite of her salad. Her Aunt released another heavy sigh.

"As long as your safe and send me letters, I believe that would make my nerves at the very least calm while you are up and about." After saying this, Beatiz took a drink of orange juice while Sereinia smiled warmly.

"I will always."

After a pleasant lunch, Sereinia was once more put to work as a doctor. She began receiving patients with all manners of ailments from a simple bruise to infectious diseases. However, she was glad enough that no one needed an operation. Soon enough, she had managed to secure a brief moment of rest for herself before dinner. She had decided to visit her 'secret base' as she called it. It could be found at the outskirts of the town in a nearby forest. Before she had decided to do her travels, she had always come here for some self-reflection and at times to reminisce the days where her family was still complete. This time, she just wanted to see how it looked like now after she had been gone from it for so long. She had forgotten to tell her aunt about it before. So, no one had taken care of it while she was away.

"There you are..." Sereinia's eyes glowed with wonder and nostalgia upon seeing her 'secret base'.

It was actually a made-up tent craftily hidden beneath some rock formations underneath a large tree that had taken its rooting upon it. In her opinion, it was the perfect place as she could feel nature surround her and at the same time feel quite comfortable. She lowered herself to the ground as she has to crawl into a hole to reach inside her tent.

"Well, let see how bad is it inside." But before she could do so, she heard a few rustles from the nearby bushes. She turned around to look behind her.

"Is someone there?" She stood from her current position and looked at the source of the slight noise.

"Do you need help?" This caused her curiosity to peak a little bit as she approached the bushes but as she does, she heard a branch being broken behind her in which she instantly turned around in reflex.

Immediately, Sereinia was grabbed from behind and cloth was placed on her mouth. It prevented her to scream for help and she finally see a group of rather burly looking men that composed of 4. They must be the thieves that she had been hearing around town earlier.

"It seems we have fine catch today boys! We can have lots of fun!" The man that had grabbed her began to touch sensitive areas of her body which she could only close her eyes in shame.

"Someone... please help me..." It was the only thought that entered her mind.