Chise Tobukizu is not much different than the land she hails from. She can hardly remember ever being so proud and stalwart. She can hardly remember--under pain of shame--ever being the leader of a small criminal group. Her life now is most certainly not the product of her own failing. She is most certainly all the things she thought she could never be: free and lovely and normal.
Of course, she isn’t. Growing up in an environment where results were prided over personhood Chise is grasping at straws for what to do now that crime hasn’t worked out the way she’d have liked. Rendered a wandering widow through her own machinations Chise travels from place to place in hopes sparking a sense of identity within herself.
Most everyone should have a code from the poorest pauper to the richest of kings. Chise can forgive someone for doing ill under their own moral guideline. What she can’t forgive is someone who cannot commit to their action.
For reasons out of her hands, Chise has lost most of her family. For reasons well within her hands, Chise has let go of the rest. Still, that doesn’t mean she doesn’t like it as a concept. Someone who values family of their own, either via blood ties or a motley band of friends, will always have Chise’s respect.
While she harbors no ill will for the civilized world Chise always finds her peace quicker outside city walls than in. The rustle of leaves, the twinkle of stars, the rolling of waves. . . What isn’t there to like?
■ The Arts
From poems to novels, sonnets to dirges, sketches to paintings, Chise is an admirer of creative pursuits. Above all music will always have a special place in her heart and if one is so inclined she will trade songs as if they were currency.
Manners change from region to region. Intent does not. Chise finds those who will willingly trample upon the rules and boundaries of others to be detestable at best.
They subjugated her people, destroyed her home, and killed those whom she held dear. Perhaps sometime in the very distant future Chise will find it in her heart to understand a military isn’t always a reflection of it’s people. That time is not now.
Surprise, surprise! When you spend a really, really long time on a boat the novelty of being on a boat wears off. If Chise doesn’t have to board another gods be damned ship in her lifetime she will be completely and utterly content.
Through unfortunate circumstance, Chise never actually became a person the way most seem to be so effortlessly. There’s facets of personhood other people have that Chise just. . . lacks. This is proving hard to hide and she’s quick to (attempt to) flee when she feels severely othered.
There is a whole world out there that Chise long thought she’d never see. There are secrets and witches and wolves. There is magic and there is teeth, the fantastic and the mundane. Chise so deeply wants to see what the world has to offer.
Chise never became a person because she was never taught how. She fully intends to figure out how, even if she has to be humbled in the process.
Being born and raised in a highly familial environment, Chise doesn’t do well when she feels completely alone. She thrives upon the wish, the hope, that one day she will find a little family of her own.
Aside from her brother whom she’s sent on his own, far far away from her, Chise is the last Uranakei that she knows of. She is, perhaps, one of the only people in her village to survive. She has tried, and failed, and while she has survived she has not been spared. Chise strives to feel worthy of being alive when so many close to her have passed.
There are always terms and conditions. When said terms and conditions are met and fair and followed, Chise will stay on her post. Sometimes to her benefit and other times to the bitterest of ends.
Though she seems so very far inside her own head she’s also very far outside of it. Chise has a tendency to fix her gaze onto all things interesting and not, pulling loose threads to come to conclusions others may skip over.
■ Pragmatic Thinker
Good and Bad are very real ideals for very many people. For Chise, however, Worst and Best are how she sees the world. Given enough time Chise can think of the most efficient way to reach the best outcome she can.
■ Magically Deft
More a generalized witch than a practitioner of any one thing, Chise has a handful of spells up her sleeve. With hexes and curses and augments and wards Chise comes a valuable ally if one needs a powerful spell or an eye for the arcane.
■ Strangely Charming
If one isn’t looking for a paragon of conventional charm, they’ll find Chise has an odd charm of her own. Her oddness attracts as much as it repels, and her dancing words and esoteric approach to the world can make for decent company.
■ Socially Defunct
If one is looking for a paragon of conventional charm, they will be severely disappointed and perhaps even unsettled by Chise. While it’s not to say that she isn’t trying. . . Trying doesn’t always mean working.
■ Criminal Record
While there is nothing on Chise that can get her arrested there is enough on Chise to make her distrusted by most authority. She’s trying to distance herself from her criminal past but it will take time for something so deeply wrought to heal over, especially with fellow Domans.
While she does her best to seem composed her emotions are wildly varied and rapidly changing. Anything from an uttered word to a sudden change in plan can drastically change Chise’s mood. Occasionally this results in emotional outbursts.
Arguably subtle though that doesn’t mean it’s not there. Chise is striving to live a life she thought she would never have. Which means she’ll make terrible, awful decisions at the drop of a hat if she can rationalize it. She's amazing at justifying her own shitty behavior.
■ Languid and Daydreamy
Never full in the moment until another person starts speaking. Yet even then Chise looks as if she’s half asleep, half caught on a thought, half there. Where oh where is the rest of her?
■ Collects Flowers
If Chise is out and about in the world it’s by a mix of curiosity and force of habit that she has to pluck a flower from wherever she may be. Somewhere in her room is a book with flowers pressed from all lands traveled.
Chise doesn't like talking about herself. Hell, she hardly knows how. It's largely noticable that when the conversation steers towards her she's quick to steer it away.
Chise is almost always smoking long, thin clouds of smoke from a long, thin pipe. For better or worse she tries to choose scents that aren't just generic "pipesmoke".
Some of these rumors are untrue, speculation, or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under the Player Character category!