G L A S S E S
Could I have my character be black, belonging to a single family that lives alone. Due to his skin tone, not a lot of other villages will accept - neverminding that said villages also don't like foreigners. So when his mother, brother, and father died due to disease, my character traveled to Heiseina. Of course, they did not like him but offered him to stay on the condition that he worked off a loan placed on him from out of the blue.
P E R S O N A L D E T A I L S
Full Name - Fujiwara Chiasa
Age - 19
Gender - Female
Occupation - Apprentice Tinkerer
P E R S O N A L I T Y
Chiasa is geared toward the harshness that she was raised with and as such has been taught that the best way to react to things is with a cold harshness and icy disposition. She can be seen as relatively standoffish due to this, though at the very least one can expect a degree of honesty rather than the usual degree of political niceties someone born from the major families tends to exhibit.
The Fujiwara Family is conservative with a strict sense of family values and it took a long time for Chiasa to figure out how best to defy said expectations. After all, anything to do with the outside world was forbidden. The road to becoming a tinkerer was difficult due to this and it shows in her interactions. Explosive personalities and harsh words do not prick away at Chiasa’s armor nor does anything that she could find unpredictable.
While Chiasa is certainly patient and sometimes approachable, it is not out of character to say harsh, well-calculated words meant to dig at another person’s expense when she is irked. In her philosophy it is best to react calmly and utter your annoyance in a productive way and control the situation.
S K I L L S E T
Chiasa is one of the few allowed to scavenge in the old world ruins that dot the outskirts of the valley, though she has never seen greater marvels than what the Master Tinkerer has. There are many dangers in such places and you need to keep your ears open, your feet soft, and wits about you.
Chiasa’s elders made sure that the newly appointed signkeeper taught her for a few years, as it was important for those of noble blood know how to consort with the elements. As Chiasa got older her aptitude moved to machines over signs, though she continued to study signs that would help her in her craft. She is no adept or master of signs, but she’s likely more attuned than some others.
The old machines linger the old ruins of the world and Chiasa has come to be studious in knowing them and knowing how to make new machines out of them. She has personally aided Anayo in her endeavors and has come to become skilled in her own way of understanding what things are and how to utilize them.
The Fujiwara Family is one of the more important families in the great valley. While not being descended from the Takamori directly, there is a certain pride in Chiasa’s appearance despite foregoing honorable distinctions and choosing the life of a tinkerer.
Chiasa’s hair is black as midnight and her eyes do not stray far behind, becoming like amethysts that have long since lost their luster. Her hair is well combed, though held together with a metal bonding. What could be said most of all is Chiasa’s expression, or well, lack of a smile. She walks heavy and she comes with a heavy sense of entitlement. She’s about average in height as well, though with how she carries herself it is hard to remember. Her fists curl at the first sign of irritation and her brows narrow with even the most minor of irritations. When she isn’t upset she still looks prickly as a thorn. Essentially, a normal Fujiwara.
Chiasa’s grandfather, Fujiwara Ichiro, often tells an old story.
It is a story that Chiasa has heard told throughout her whole life. The Takamori betrayed the Fujiwara and nobody cared. Had it not been for the pacifistic policies passed they would certainly have met the end of a blade. But was the story that Chiasa’s grandfather told the truth or some kind of bitter story told through the generations to breed resentment and stoke the fires of rebellion?
Fortunately Chiasa has never cared for traditions. She spit on the face of her family with marriage arrangement after marriage arrangement and even before that sought to learn about the old world in lieu of anything her family wished for. This was clear since the very first day she asked about the outside world and the weird gadgetry that the tinkerer of the village would haul in to work on some new project. The strange music the tinkerer would play at festivals inspired her even further, though for some reason her family tried to curb her interests in such things. “It’s unladylike” they’d insist before going into expectations of family and tradition. The Fujiwara directed trade, crafted sake and umeshu; they did not mess with the old world.
Chiasa was not her mother or sisters. She liked the old world. She wanted to know about places beyond the valley. She would do anything she could to know more things. When she was a young girl she asserted herself and demanded the tinkerer make her an apprentice. After much persistence and her own family’s interference complicating things she never thought she’d actually get the chance to learn about machines of the past nor how to make things from them. Her family eternally disappointed, Tinkerer Anayao took in the girl.
She’s still not satisfied all these years later… but that’s just how Chiasa is.
Pick me and get 25% off your next Dominos order. /s
nothing like opening your window and seeing a group of kids dancing around fire
anyways things are going back to business as usual woo
Don't sass me Inky, or I'll play a goddamn bird, just watch me
Glanced over the main points and even though it says the RP is full, I’m interested in joining if a spot opens up :)
but I'd like for all the player characters to be human