Name: Kyugi Tsumari

Age: 34

Gender: Male

Race: Human

Height/Weight: 5’7″. 110 lbs.

Class: Warrior/ Trainee Paladin

-Specializations: Quick reflexes

Appearance: Kyugi is an albino, with red eyes and ghostly white skin and hair. He wears a black robe, boots, and gloves. He has another disease known as polydactyle. He has two fingers protruding from his thumb, along with another one on his pinky on his left hand. Unfortunately, since he had been abandoned as a child, he has had to scavange what he could from the streets. This has caused him to be rather skinny and malnourished as a child, but his body functions perfectly at his current age because he had not been on the streets for more than ten years, allowing himself to recuperate with his new family.

-Identifying Marks: His robe’s hood is usually kept up to hide his abnormalty. Since his left hand has more fingers than normal, he has to fit them into the glove, which is quite painful, but he has long since cared if it hurts or not.

Equipment: He carries a small knife on his belt around his waist. In the pocket of his robe he carries around old letters his stepparents had written to him before they died. Strangely enough he never thinks to carry food with him, resulting in constant stops at inns or outdoor stands.

Personality: Kyugi is considered a sociopath. He rarely shows any emotion at all, regardless of the situation. He trained himself to pretend to feel a certain emotion at any given time, but it has been hard for him. He may feel something deep down, but not able to let it show, resulting in people around him assuming something opposite of what he intended to say. He is also very shy, though doesn’t like to admit it.

-Likes: He likes to be able to understand the motivations of other people. More than anything though, he likes to be alone to think of what his purpose is in life, which is ironic since he is a trainee Paladin, someone constantly going off to help other people in need. Kyugi likes to salvage as much free-time as he can so he can read the letters his step-parents sent him before they died, as a reminder of what they meant to him.

-Dislikes: People that talk to him like a child because they see he doesn’t talk or share in the laughter of other children his age. In general, being around other people.

Biography:

Kyugi was born in the region of Dystrae. He was sent away from his village, labeled an outcast because of his deformities. Not even his parents could bear the sight of their son, with his blinding white skin and an unusual amount of fingers on his hand. He barely survived on his own. There were bandits everywhere, some even chased after him. He never got caught though, because as soon as they saw his face and hand, they cursed him as a demon and ran away.

A few years later, after having salvaged what he could on the streets, Kyugi was adopted by two humans. They cared for him and gave him a place he could call home. They sent him to school, but soon took him out because the other kids would mock him and spit in his face. His parents home-schooled him and taught him to appreciate life.

Kyugi would then spend his days studying other people around him. Since they could not bear the sight of his face, he kept it covered, for fear they would begin their old torments again. He sat in shadows and watched everything. He soon found that the human heart could be good, but sometimes were unable to accept everybody, if they found they were different. That’s when Kyugi decided to become a warrior. He would help those that once shunned him in life, he would save their lives, their lives which were worth living and maybe he would be graced with death so that he could stop living in his tortured body.

Soon though, he began to doubt his life, he was thrust into a depression. He didn’t know why he bothered to help others, when they never helped him when he was a child. That’s when he would read the letters that his step-parents had written him, to remind him that he could still prove that even though he was abnormal he was much more human than others. So he continued helping the lives of others, in the small hope that he could recover his own.

He wandered the continent, acting as a mercenary warrior. Traveling into cities and towns, he fought battles, but at a risk to himself. After every battle he could not help but pity those he slew. He felt like a murderer, and he did not like it. Soon he began batting down requests for him to help others against invaders or bandits.

Perhaps by chance, at the age of 34 he stumbled into the hut of a religious man, a follower of the divine goddess. Kyugi became entranced by what the man spoke of; the story of the goddess and the brave few who devoted their life entirely to serving her and the people of the lands. Kyugi swore that he would endure the training, no matter how long and difficult it would be. Maybe this had been his calling all along, maybe this goddess could teach him to be normal, not an outcast. Maybe even he could delve into his true emotions and find out who he was and what his purpose in life is. Someday maybe even he could show his face again in the sunlight, or at worst he would be cast into the shadows forever, dwelling in self-pity and sorrow, with immense hatred for the world.