Katsuro Wakahisa
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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. Katsuro had no grand aspiration in life, only to succeed his father as master of the dojo one day. At least that’s what he’d keep telling. 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, yet decided it would be best for his family to leave than being stuck in a land under enemy control. 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. Their small group of refugees, however, 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 Ul’dah. The young man that Katsuro had turned into would have it hard in their first year in the new city-state, trying to find a meaning to his life now that his family, his home and his father’s dojo were gone. He’ll get in trouble more than once before walking a wiser path... but not necessarily a righteous one either. Tired of living like a beggar, he’ll do any kind of odd jobs without his foster father ever being the wiser. He’ll hone his skills in battle, hunting monsters to both help culling their numbers and keeping the travelers safe, but also by 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 protege'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. But maybe his son could. 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…
At first glance, Katsuro is simply another Hyur Midlander, possibly in his late 30's. Yet 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. He has dark crimson eyes and keeps his black hair short in that 'just out of bed' style. He’s usually clean shaven but it's not uncommon to see him with a 5 o'clock shadow; it all depends on his mood or if he had the time to shave, really. He tends to wears clothes that covers a lot of skin but, if he was to wear just a tank top, one would see the full-sleeve tattoo on his right arm, depicting a black snake surrounded by red flowers. Very recently, he had an additional tattoo made on his back between the shoulder blades, marking him as a full member of his new syndicate. He also wears a few pieces of jewelry; on his left ear is a green jade claw earring - a memento from his mother - and on his index finger of the right hand his a ring with the symbol of the port city of Kugane.
Aspects That Stand Out:
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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