by Enso Sat Jun 20, 2020 2:50 pmEnso
Name: Enso
Nick Name:
Age: 50
Gender: Male
Clan: N/A
Bloodline: Magnet Release
Origin: Sobek River Basin
Village: Gekkousato
Appearance:
As an old man of fifty years, one could see life was slowly slipping away from Enso. Ghostly in appearance, his cheeks and even his eyes sink deep into the skull; only his defined wrinkles proving skin to still be there. Almost mousy in appearance, his gray hair flows down his frail, small-framed face; like weeds, it hangs down to greet his moustache. While old in appearance, the almost youth-like attraction to wealth can be seen in his teeth; his gold grills reflecting light whenever given the chance. As for clothing, his usual purple-trimmed robes of black leave much to be desired; the old robes only purpose being to seemingly hide the stains of charcoal and the soot of his past.
Height: 5' 9"
Weight: 149 lbs
Personality:
It'd be strange to think of Enso as anything other than an old man - his aged appearance showing that much. His early memories were fleeting from the moment he left his home near the Sobek River. Seeing things as blankly as they are shown to him, Enso rarely dwells too deeply into anything; if something is offered without any strings attached, he takes it. This is especially the case with money. Having a self-proclaimed "businessman mentality', his 24-karat grin proves his superficial thirst for wealth; a desire only quenched by deceitful theft. An unseen misfortune, his only interest is in taking to thrive - giving back only to the highest bidder.
Regardless of this greedy affliction, there is something that not even ryo can buy; something which has vague explanation even to him. Were there a way to gain the freedom to explore the world, he would endure the pain of his frail bones and step over those even weaker than him.
Likes: List 3 of your characters likes
- Travel
- Money & Theft
- Coffee
Dislikes: List 3 of your characters dislikes
- Over-Justification of Anything
- Demands Made without Offers
- Unnecessary Deep Thinking
History:
Once in Enso's past, the movement of swiftly flowing water could have been heard; damp foliage of leaves and branches allowing it to snake through. The faint scent of burning charcoal could have also been noticed. This was the Sobek River, along which Enso had once called home; the smokey smell coming from the shack in which he lived. In his youth, it was strange to think of a life outside of the usual work and it's sounds. Every morning, there was the sound of sand as he sifted iron sand from the grit of the river bank; the clatter of charcoal as his brothers prepared to melt the mess of iron-sand into silvery metal - worthy of any fine sword. Though he lived some distance from Gekkousato, near the Sobek River, businessmen flocked from there to extort the already meager profits of his family. Their vulture-like presence became so familiar however, that even Enso slightly admired their tenacity to niff out wealth. Moving to Gekkousato - the Moon Village, his older life had slowly grown vague.
Pity soon settling in, Enso could only read from his brother's letters as his home had been taken within the grips of other flourishing businesses. Naturally, there was nothing to be said. This was the way of the world around him and no amount of cleverness could uproot it. Furthermore, with small rumors of war settling in, everything else was obsolete. Tension had deeply corkscrewed itself into the minds of all Moon Village men and their potential 'enemy', Nikkousato - an ally of centuries past even! While having no choice but to adapt to this new reality (already reaching the rank of Genin out of pure anxiousness alone), the weathered man of fifty sought only to escape from his current home of Gekkousato; carrying only the residual dust of iron-sand as a memory. He would now feebly make ends meet through theft and cons, but there would always be an urgent thirst for more beyond the Moon Village.
Face Claim: Roukishi (Samurai Champloo)
Owner: Enso
