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− | His father was a severe man, but not unloving. He believed in hard work and taught his son early on that even if you give your best, sometimes it may not be enough and that good deeds are not always rewarded. Still, Katsuro respected his father, even though he resented him | + | His father was a severe man, but not unloving. He believed in hard work and taught his son early on that even if you give your best, sometimes it may not be enough and that good deeds are not always rewarded. A perfect example of selfless devotion, for honor and righteousness, it made him overly protective, trying to shield his son from the 'evil' of the world. |
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+ | Still, Katsuro respected his father, even though he resented him for not teaching him how to 'really fight' and prevented him from choosing his own path, which led Katsuro to secretly seek that knowledge in less than respectful ways. It is unknown if the man is still alive, as he stayed behind as part of the Doman resistance. </div> | ||
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− | + | A man of letters, originaly from Doma, who came to live in Kugane after his wife's death. He trained in martial arts as a way to find balance in his life and passed on that knowledge to Katsuro. He has no child of his own, as his wife was never able to conceive, and thus 'adopted' Katsuro as his own son when his mother passed away. | |
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+ | Even if not family by blood, the man fills the role of a father, but also of a close friend and mentor. Katsuro always looks up to him, with a mix of deep respect and familial love. | ||
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+ | There is very little that can be hidden from the man, as he seems to have a 6th sense or a way to read people that is a rare gift indeed. Yet he very rarely judge others, as he knows there is always a reason behind every actions. ([[Sun Hyeon|His wiki page]]) </div> | ||
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− | The | + | What had started as indifference and then annoyance, as the two couldn't stop bickering, eventually blossomed into something very unespected; The Elezen managed to claim Katsuro's heart as her own. One of the very few to know of his immoral obsession and to not turn away from him for knowing the ugly truth. They somewhat make a strange pair, with her being rather kindhearted - even if very blunt - and him reveling in blood and battle. |
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+ | She's one of the very few for whom he'll remove that dispassionate mask and show his true feelings. ([[Veicette Ceaufie|Her wiki page]])</div> | ||
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Revision as of 06:59, 25 November 2017
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At first glance, Katsuro is simply another Hyur Midlander, possibly in his late 30's. He’s on the short side for an Hyur Midlander, with his 5 fulms and 6 ilms, though he can command respect despite the fact. And under those clothes, his body has been honed with years of training in both martial arts and the way of the sword. He's not bulky though, his slender form more adapted for speed and agility. Katsuro’s body is a canvas of old scars, some barely visible while others are meant to stay as reminder of past mistakes. All of them come from blades but for one very recent scar on the left side of his abdomen; If he was lucky to avoid any bullets, or simply chose his fights wisely, is a mystery.
Aspects That Stand Out:
Early lifeBorn in the city of Kugane, in the Hingashi region, Katsuro lived a happy childhood. His father had a small dojo with its regular students, teaching martial arts. Her mother also did her share of work around the place and, though they were not rich, they never went hungry either. Overly sheltered, young Katsuro never realized he had it easy and thus he had no grand aspiration in life but only to succeed his father as master of the dojo one day. At least that’s what he’d keep telling himself. But the full-sleeve tattoo on his right arm might tell another story…
Ala Mhigo’s fall to the Garlean empire in 1557 6AE sparked fear all the way to the Far-East. Katsuro was barely entering adulthood when the unrest spread to his home city with the whispers of resistance. His father was among them and decided it would be best for his family to leave than risk punishment for being acquainted with him, should the Resistance fail. To this day, Katsuro is not sure if his father survived and keeps on fighting, was taken prisoner, or if he met his end. As heartless as it may seem, both he and his mother mourned him as if he was no longer of the living, for they knew they might never see each other again. As they fled the city, they met with a small group of refugees and managed to get out of Othard but not without a few casualties. In their forced exile from their homeland, Katsuro’s mother would end up badly wounded, attacked by beasts turned far more aggressive than usual. It seemed something was in motion in the world, a foreboding of dark times to come. Without medical supplies or any healer within their group, her wounds aggravated and she finally breathed her last a few weeks later. Still, in the months that they travelled with the other refugees, bonds had been forged and one man among them accepted her last request - to see her son safely to Ul’dah. Sun Hyeon was his name and he’ll keep his promise to Katsuro’s mother. Also a practitioner of martial art, Sun Hyeon will care for young Katsuro like a father and effectively become his adoptive family once they’ll settle in the City-State. The young man that Katsuro had turned into would have it hard in their first years in their adoptive homeland, trying to find a meaning to his life now that home and family were gone. He’ll get in trouble more than once before walking a wiser path... but not necessarily a righteous one. Tired of living like a beggar, he’ll accept any kind of odd jobs. He’ll also hone his skills in battle, hunting monsters to both help culling their numbers and keep the travelers safe, selling their parts for some extra coins.
The path aheadKatsuro’s adoptive father was a resourceful man, far more than the boy could imagine. He knew of his protégé’s behavior, but he also knew quite well he’d not be able to stir him from that path. And could he really resent him for that? Maybe, had he himself being 20 years younger, he’d have done the same thing. But he was old now – healthy and with all his wits about him – but still old. This wasn’t a battle he could fight and expect to win. Thus he trained Katsuro the best he could until the boy became a man and surpassed the master. Sun Hyeon knew Katsuro aspired to be more, to carry the sword like the samurai he so idolized when he was young. But money was scarce and used for food and the necessities of life; they couldn’t save enough to even buy a sword. Thus the young man fought the only way he could, with his fists, to bring down the beasts roaming outside the city walls. Years tickled by and Katsuro took on larger monsters and increasingly dangerous jobs to put money aside. Rumors circulated, that he was the guy to go to for any odd or even morally gray task… he rarely refused good money. Until that day when a strange, unmarked letter arrived, that led him right into the jaws of the Red Dragon…
The Red DragonA crime syndicate operating out of Ul’dah, their leader – a fiercely red Au Ra by the name of Akuma Yatsurigi – would stir enough interest in Katsuro to win his loyalty. Their righteous goal, or so Akuma would say, was to extend the syndicate’s connections and gather enough power, both monetary and military, to bring the fight back to their homeland and liberate Doma. A grand ideal to say the least but, having a way with words, his Lord and Master had indeed managed to bring all kinds of people to the syndicate. Katsuro would quickly climb the ranks of the organization, becoming one of Akuma’s Unseen – intelligence gatherer and assassins – and would even be offered a place as the head of the Oni, a special division regrouping only the most lethal and highly skilled combatants of the syndicate. It’s an honor Katsuro would have to refuse, as his emotional connection to Veicette Ceaufie forced him to split his loyalties. The Elezen woman, being rather vocal about her hatred for Akuma, would eventually be kicked out of the syndicate as she’d made threats upon his life. Being unable to decide between the woman he loved and his fervent loyalty to his master, Akuma would allow Katsuro to leave the syndicate with his blessing, and the hope they would be able to work together again.
Katsuro seems like a man who has seen it all; very little surprises him. He appears to be in a somewhat perpetual state of calm or even a total lack of emotions. However, it’s quite obvious the man is all about self-discipline, both in his way of speaking and his mannerism. It’s probably the reason he managed to continue his martial training without any proper master.
This self-discipline seems to act as a form of ‘shackles’ he placed on himself, thus keeping his true nature in check, or should we say, his taste for blood. He’s a dangerous man and he’s quite aware of it, which is why he tries to keep some emotional distance with people, making him very cold and detached.
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