Login at Mesalia

**Dark** · 27-09-2017, 01:47 AM

Yukio Goya
[Image: 8iqnvtD.png]

Yamato-no-kami Yasusada of Touken Ranbu. Concept Art. Not my original work.

Age: 18
Gender: Male
Race: Mesalian

Appearance:

Yukio is a thin, small young man. Only marking 130 lbs (59~ kg) with a height of 5'6". His overall form is androgynous at best, feminine at other parts. his face being the worst contender for 'strong' or 'manly'. Nothing chiseled, protruding or otherwise rough on this rather smooth and soft featured face. Set with bright blue eyes and black hair, a little past the should in length without the haori ribbon holding his hair in a high ponytail. Specific features include a mole under his left eye, ridiculously well kept lashes and teeth, and several pouches on his insides of his clothing.

He wears a Shinsengumi, a short coat styled over traditional Sagaru robes. A style of clothing usually reserved for warriors within the city state, it had been handed down to him by his uncle Sipoi. Hakama trousers set under it, covering the legs to the ankle where tabi cover his feet, snuggly fitting into a pair of sandals. Bridal gloves cover Yukio's exposed arms, a ring on each middle finger keeping the gloves secure. A intricate pattern of a lotus petal is painted in gold across each glove. Blue and white are an overarching theme in his entire look, taking an interest in the fashion of the attire personally and wearing it just about anywhere. Scarf included for when it's cold.

Yukio is typically carrying his Shamisen on his back, strapped when he's out and about. The Family sword around the belt of his robes, concealed mostly by cloth. Also under the cloth is the family sword he keeps to his side, held from his belt loops. He carries a set of writing utensils and mediums in a pouch to his side as well as having a small compendium of self translated words to his side. He's rarely seen not carrying these as life outside the Island is not kind on a foreigner who barely knows Common.

Yukio's body language is emotive when it wants to be. Extravagant movements to convey affection, honor, or respect are typical but his own reserved manner may cut him back on it if he's around a lot of people or fearful for embarrassment. He's not a good liar so what his body does often will tell his intentions on any matter. His face is usually set to gleeful smile, dread, or apprehension, all becoming very apparent when he sets those into motion.

Yukio's voice is soft and high pitched. His common has a severely noticeable accent to it when he tries speaking it, often times pausing awkwardly in places or emphasizing different syllables in words than most have made consensus to the people fluent in it.

Yukio's Shamisen: The Shamisen's strings are dyed a faint yellow, to contrast against the deep red wood of the thin neck. The skin stretched over the base is a light brown. The overall make is above average, nothing really special aside from the maker's slight errors in creation, but the wear on it shows ever so slightly. It's a hand-me-down from dad who used to play. The Plectrum he plays with is in great condition, suggesting it's a newer acquisition.

Family Sword: Yukio's family sword is a katana of average length, average curvature, and of great make. The steel hardened sword has been used by his grandfather and father before him as a warrior. Fancy golden encrusted embroidery cover the black sheath with details of dragons and lotus trees. The handle laced with alternating tassel for grip. The blade's flat also have chiseled features of large temple sites and, again, lotus trees, running along most the blade on both sides. The blade shows use but has been faithfully restored many a time with only minor defections between.

More Concept Art:

Spoiler

Personality:

Spoiler

Skills:

Spoiler

Backstory:

Spoiler

Yukio was born in the 'calming' state of the Twin Rivers's Sagaru. A year's time just before the end of the civil war back in the mainlands. Xitians beforehand had meddled with the outset island nations. The opening of the dusk portals was something to early into his childhood for him to truly witness. It definitely didn't help the distrust between the nations however.. Tensions still held high in the states as the two main capitals pretty much held each other at knife point. He, alongside his older siblings, would be born into the lucky household of a Military officer and his merchant wife. The family was bigger than this though, the home also housing an Uncle and his adopted son from the mainlands. For the most part they were well respected as a household name in the state, having been one of the few officers to uphold the Sagaru during a time where political turmoil reigned from inside the establishment.

Yukio, from a very young age, was tutored like most of the children. Being taught applied maths and history by his own mother. Later, when he was able, took to start training by the sword and proper honor etiquette by his father and uncle. His brothers and even sister were given similar treatment early on. Though his eldest sister went quickly into talks of business with the mother when she came to the teen years. Most of the boys would take after the father as a warrior. That wasn't what Yukio seemed comfortable with.

Early on they recognized how skittish and prone to fumbling the boy was when handling practice swords. Even worse when facing the brothers in training sparring matches. The man of the house figured it was just because of him being so young. He'd grow out of it. But by the time he was twelve years old the boy was even less able to compete with his brothers competitively. The boys picked on him for it starting around here. So what was it the boy did then? During all of this he rather would take to being outside and admiring the nature around him. Yukio would ask to be sung melodies and hymns to put him to bed, or to wake him up and get him to focus. So, it seems father eventually found use in giving the boy his old Shamisen as he used to play. He'd teach the boy, instead of the warrior way, that of playing instruments.

This was during his free time though. Since the boy would rather not be suited to a warrior's life as his father before him Yukio instead pleaded to be taught the family business rather from his mother's side. There, he and his sister would start learning the more intricate steps of running the port shipments and the general supplies shop the mother ran herself. It was a much more comfortable prospect and he much enjoyed counting meticulously with the tune of himself humming, or keeping an eye on the store and playing his Shamisen to fill the place with some music, to being a warrior of any kind. He became so well adapted to the life that he made plenty enough to start buying his own materials at such a young age. Spoiling himself in the long run.

Yukio had a strange meet up with his uncle outside the city on a nature walk one time. Turns out he and the adopted son of his were out learning how to hide among the scenery. Yukio thought it would be a nice alternative to having directly face conflicts should anything happen. Taking up the third wheel, he promised as instructed to never tell his parents. The three, when Yukio would tell his parents he was heading out for a walk, would do this for a few years, alongside the time of him picking up the family business. It seemed this alternative to what his brothers were doing worked and, between the lot of five kids, he was actually praised for being the man of business.

Things started unraveling some time after that though. Yukio wasn't really thinking straightforward enough to realize that his uncle and brother had stopped training. And soon they weren't even around in the house. It wasn't until his father stormed through the front doors with the sounds of angered neighbors surrounding them. His brother and nephew were found attempting to assassinate several Government officials. A crime that goes severely punished for all interlopers in these lands. Why? Who? Yukio was frightened and didn't know what to do or how to react to that. Perhaps his father's status would alleviate some of the obvious agitation towards the people who 'harbored' such a assassin.

What was most damning was the fact few people laid claim to seeing Yukio out in the woods with the two deceased culprits. Fearful for their son's life the parents decided to send him off. It would take some convincing from his father to other higher ups to convince the people the son was taken care of in private while his mother prepared to pack his things. Shamisen, Koto, and his Father eventually relinquished his own Family sword and his warrior garb to the boy for luck and prosperity in an lien world outside their own. He wasn't to be seen again by others outside. So the young man would have to sneak out at night and wait till the morn for an early ship to come get him and send him off. And while the ship he got on was indeed correct he wasn't aware that it was making a detour someplace else before the mainlands.

You'd imagine his growing anticipation when he has to sit on a ship for months longer than what he thought it would take otherwise. He didn't realize the ship was making a round trip towards the Forbidden Lands.

Items:

Spoiler

Relations:

Spoiler