Lady Kiri Hizashi
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Roleplay posts: 41 
Age: 32
Physical Description: A minor princess of the royal line, now married to the Lord Regent of Tawakoshi, Kiri carries herself with immaculate deportment and manners. A flowing robe, grace and humility, an aikuchi dagger in the back of her obi.
Allegiances: Tawakoshi
Registered: Dec 19, 2017 6:13:17 GMT -8
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Post by Lady Kiri Hizashi on Mar 23, 2018 4:23:42 GMT -8
Kiri smiled warmly to Asherah in return. She could be a great friend, Kiri decided, although she supsected that she would also be a formidable enemy if their paths ever crossed. Hopefully, they would not. “Thank you, Lady Asherah, it would be my pleasure to get to know you better, and your culture too I hope.” She gave a small bow, her eyes glittering as she raised them once again to meet hers.
It seemed that Akagi was not yet inclined to divert from the nub of the matter, and Kiri listened intently as he spoke. “That is reasonable,” she replied, glad that his compromise was something that didn't require too much bending of her own position. “I believe it is also wise. Providing that your warrior is content to disguise himself as someone of my party, and that he is not well known in the capital. If Quying's involvement is suspected before our move is made, things will not go well for either of us. I will ensure personally that your chosen warrior is well looked after while in my country, and that he will return whenever you request it.” In a sense, what Akagi considered a compromise could benefit Kiri even more.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 23, 2018 11:20:30 GMT -8
Akagi's mention of releasing the Cat to Kiri -- and with one of the chosen twelve as well -- was met with a glance from Asherah, her pretty face turning to her husband's profile with a question in the depths of her jade green eyes. She didn't question him, however, (at least, not within public hearing), knowing how important it was to appear unified in decision making.
And, well, Asherah really hadn't become anything to Akagi than a means for an influx if wealth and trade from Sakand, and a pretty -- if controversial -- piece on his arm.
Kiri's affection toward Asherah seemed sincere, and a bit of the lonely girl hidden beneath layers of confidence and necessity to appear strong stirring. It would be honestly quite nice to have another woman to talk to, especially in this culture so foreign to her own.
"Is Tawakoshi's culture very different from Quying's own? I know that cities tend to thrive on different nuances within their beliefs and traditions, but in Sakand -- well, Sakand was the only city in the desert, aside from the tribes in the Sorala Dunes."
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Daimyo Akagi Zuikaku
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Roleplay posts: 181 
Age: 29
Physical Description: Black hair matches a pair of green eyes and well-tanned skin. His hands bear numerous scars from rope burns and large splinters, as do his legs. He is well-muscled, looking more like a dock-worker than a daimyo, but he emphasizes the ability to do personally what he commands others to do. It is not uncommon that he smells of the sea, in fact he tends to bathe in it, using the power of the sea to cleanse his body.
Clothes and Equipment: He wears traditional samurai armor, which has been carefully constructed and enchanted to prevent damage by corrosion or rust in the salty environment he is often found in. His katana has received the same treatment, the handle wrapped in the skin of a monstrous shark, the blade forged from the toughest steel.
Registered: Jun 27, 2016 9:39:02 GMT -8
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Post by Daimyo Akagi Zuikaku on Mar 23, 2018 11:42:26 GMT -8
"Very well, I shall ensure you have an opportunity to speak with him prior to your departure." He inclined his head to indicate he viewed the matter as closed, then settled back to observe, eyes briefly flicking to Kaito, who would understand exactly who Akagi was planning to send.
The Daimyo was content to listen to Asherah and Kiri speak, acknowledging that the two seemed to have a lot in common, and he had no issues with his wife having friends, particularly those who could help her feel more comfortable in her new home.
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Lady Kiri Hizashi
Established
Roleplay posts: 41
Age: 32
Physical Description: A minor princess of the royal line, now married to the Lord Regent of Tawakoshi, Kiri carries herself with immaculate deportment and manners. A flowing robe, grace and humility, an aikuchi dagger in the back of her obi.
Allegiances: Tawakoshi
Registered: Dec 19, 2017 6:13:17 GMT -8
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Post by Lady Kiri Hizashi on Mar 26, 2018 12:37:49 GMT -8
She gave a low bow, the ornaments in her hair tinkling. “Thank you, Lord Akagi.” Indeed, she felt as though the meeting had gone very well, about as well as she could have expected, although she would not rest on her laurels. Anything could happen between now and her departure. She and her children were still completely in the daimyo's power as long as they remained in the city. “And the Cat, will I be permitted to speak with her too?” There was only one more thing on her mind. “Do you wish the Cat returned to you also, or should I find a place for her more permanently?”
As the business had been somewhat concluded for now, Kiri let out a slow and gentle breath, seemingly relaxing a little in Asherah's company as the Daimyo's wife began to talk to her of other, less dangerous things. “I'm afraid I have not had the pleasure of a visit to Quying in many years, so please excuse my ignorance, but I believe that Jeoncho's culture is far closer to the traditions of Tawakoshi, whereas Lord Akagi's country has had much contact with other nations across the sea and has absorbed many aspects of other cultures, such as that you yourself bring. By tradition, the Tawakoshi have been a very insular people, not too appreciative of change, but with a rich culture that stretches back many hundreds of years. Jeoncho preserves much of those old ways, and Xuandao, the capital, is it's hub.
“I would be honoured to hear more of your homeland, Lady Asherah,” she replied, seemingly to be genuinely interested.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 2, 2018 10:17:42 GMT -8
Asherah wanted to go with Kiri to speak to the Cat... if only because Asherah had yet to meet the Cat. She'd heard the Cat was actually a blind girl with a bond to an ancient jade mask shaped in the face of a cat. Asherah herself came from a place with deeply magical -- majical -- resonance among artifacts and things, spirits attaching themselves to all manner of items -- necklaces, lamps, carpets -- so she didn't question once on the rumor that the blind girl yearned for the mask just as the mask seemed to yearn for the blind girl.
But Asherah didn't let that curiosity surface. She gave her husband's warm hand another little squeeze, then took her touch away from him to reach for a kebab that had been prepared by the Sakandi cook that had accompanied her on her very first journey. It was spiced, but unlike most of the other food here.
Her lovely jade eyes lit up at the opportunity to speak about Sakand, and it was obvious she wanted to, but the silken words that came from her lips were from a diplomat instead. "Sakand is a very unique place, but as I have come to understand, it differs from the rest of Tawakoshi in perhaps an... unwelcome way. Majic flows freely in Sakand, where my aunt, the Emira Fairuz, watches over the city. Tawakoshi itself has a sort of... magically resistant barrier around it, does it not?"
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Daimyo Akagi Zuikaku
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 181
Age: 29
Physical Description: Black hair matches a pair of green eyes and well-tanned skin. His hands bear numerous scars from rope burns and large splinters, as do his legs. He is well-muscled, looking more like a dock-worker than a daimyo, but he emphasizes the ability to do personally what he commands others to do. It is not uncommon that he smells of the sea, in fact he tends to bathe in it, using the power of the sea to cleanse his body.
Clothes and Equipment: He wears traditional samurai armor, which has been carefully constructed and enchanted to prevent damage by corrosion or rust in the salty environment he is often found in. His katana has received the same treatment, the handle wrapped in the skin of a monstrous shark, the blade forged from the toughest steel.
Registered: Jun 27, 2016 9:39:02 GMT -8
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Post by Daimyo Akagi Zuikaku on Apr 2, 2018 10:44:04 GMT -8
And thus the solution presented itself, rather neatly he had to admit.
"Her reputation prevents me from allowing her free reign in Quying again. Exile would be best, provided my representative is satisfied with her plans after you are done, I have no qualms with this." Akagi stated simply, finally ending that particular discussion.
He had already eaten three of the kabobs, the culinary aspects of Sakandi culture doing much to warm their welcome, he had become quite fond of it over the past few weeks.
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Lady Kiri Hizashi
Established
Roleplay posts: 41
Age: 32
Physical Description: A minor princess of the royal line, now married to the Lord Regent of Tawakoshi, Kiri carries herself with immaculate deportment and manners. A flowing robe, grace and humility, an aikuchi dagger in the back of her obi.
Allegiances: Tawakoshi
Registered: Dec 19, 2017 6:13:17 GMT -8
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Post by Lady Kiri Hizashi on Apr 7, 2018 12:31:40 GMT -8
She bowed once more to Akagi. It seemed that the solution satisfied all parties, and Kiri was pleased indeed about how the meeting had gone. “Thank you, my lord.” She took a small sip of her drink, and then gracefully picked up the sake bottle, and held it towards the Lord. “May I be permitted to pour you a cup, Lord Akagi, Lady Asherah?” If they agreed to her polite request she would refill their cups for them, or if not she sat in her place, self-contained and polite. She noticed the slight gesture of closeness that passed from Asherah to Akagi as she squeezed his hand. Perhaps affection was developing between them, just as it had begun to develop between herself and Homura, after their marriage. They had met each other but once before they had been married, and though neither of them had a choice in at at the time, it had been a good match.
She listened to Asherah’s words, curious about the homeland of this unusual and intelligent woman. Her changing of the subject surprised Kiri somewhat, yet she answered it smoothly after some consideration. “You are correct. The House of Reason has protected us for many years. Tawakoshi has a long tradition in regards to the use of magic. Some say it was the abstinence of magic of our people that meant the eastern isles survived what I have heard in the west is known as the Cataclysm. But that does not mean there is no magic practiced in our land,” she gave a small enigmatic smile, hoping that Asherah would reveal more about herself. Was she a practitioner of magic herself, perhaps? “If my lord Akagi wishes it, I’m sure the House of Reason would discuss restoring the barrier to Quying as well. If you have a message, I can pass it on to Lady Ezia.”
To Asherah, she said, “I must say I am intrigued by your homeland, although it is difficult to visualise such a place. Perhaps I will understand more when I visit the Sakandi Quarter, if it so pleases you.”
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Daimyo Akagi Zuikaku
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 181
Age: 29
Physical Description: Black hair matches a pair of green eyes and well-tanned skin. His hands bear numerous scars from rope burns and large splinters, as do his legs. He is well-muscled, looking more like a dock-worker than a daimyo, but he emphasizes the ability to do personally what he commands others to do. It is not uncommon that he smells of the sea, in fact he tends to bathe in it, using the power of the sea to cleanse his body.
Clothes and Equipment: He wears traditional samurai armor, which has been carefully constructed and enchanted to prevent damage by corrosion or rust in the salty environment he is often found in. His katana has received the same treatment, the handle wrapped in the skin of a monstrous shark, the blade forged from the toughest steel.
Registered: Jun 27, 2016 9:39:02 GMT -8
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Post by Daimyo Akagi Zuikaku on Jan 8, 2019 11:16:18 GMT -8
[ @asuka ]
Those meetings had been extra long today, the recent trade announcements by Isra having sparked considerable debate amongst his Merchant Council. He sat down and relaxed for the briefest of moments on his throne, aware that he had distinguished guests he must attend to.
"Send for Princess Asuka please." He ordered one of the servants, a handmaiden scurrying off to inform the Princess that the Daimyo would see her now.
"One day the Hizashi will give me proper notice of their visit." He said, to no one in particular.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 8, 2019 18:58:03 GMT -8
Asuka had already been on her way to the Throne Room, having been tired of sitting in her room now that she was suitably rested, and encountered the handmaiden, who led her to the room in question. The door opened just in time for her to hear Akagi's words, and thus it was that she entered with a raised brow and a small, slightly crooked smile on her lips. Her cousins the Hizashi were indeed renowned for inconveniencing others, although she found it amusing he lumped her in with them. Perhaps it should've offended her, but Asuka was.. not like most women of their nation.
"Greetings, Daimyo. I apologize for not giving you forewarning of my arrival. The Emperor was rather insistent that I come here with all haste."
Her tone was a touch wry, and she stopped a short distance away from him, inclining her head in a nod of respect between equals. She technically outranked him, but that wasn't important, in this situation. Especially not with what she was about to tell him.
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Daimyo Akagi Zuikaku
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 181
Age: 29
Physical Description: Black hair matches a pair of green eyes and well-tanned skin. His hands bear numerous scars from rope burns and large splinters, as do his legs. He is well-muscled, looking more like a dock-worker than a daimyo, but he emphasizes the ability to do personally what he commands others to do. It is not uncommon that he smells of the sea, in fact he tends to bathe in it, using the power of the sea to cleanse his body.
Clothes and Equipment: He wears traditional samurai armor, which has been carefully constructed and enchanted to prevent damage by corrosion or rust in the salty environment he is often found in. His katana has received the same treatment, the handle wrapped in the skin of a monstrous shark, the blade forged from the toughest steel.
Registered: Jun 27, 2016 9:39:02 GMT -8
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Post by Daimyo Akagi Zuikaku on Jan 10, 2019 9:51:49 GMT -8
Akagi stood as she entered, returning her respectful nod.
"The Emperor sent you? Then I hope you will accept my apologies for not being here to greet you in person. It would seem not all of the news regarding your arrival was correct." He stated, glancing quickly at the Gate scout who had brought him the news. Someone would be scraping barnacles off ship hulls for the foreseeable future.
"I am honored to have you as my guest. What is the purpose of your visit, Princess Asuka?"
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Post by Deleted on Jan 10, 2019 21:56:05 GMT -8
"He did. I tried not to advertise the fact and draw undue scrutiny, for which I also apologize. He was.. rather adamant."
And even though the Emperor was her cousin, not even headstrong Asuka dared to defy him, or even vaguely circumvent his word. That was a sure way to earn his disfavor, and she rather liked being the treasured cousin of the Emperor. Less for the power and prestige it afforded her and more because she was very fond of the man. A frown spread across her lips as Akagi asked after the reason she was there, and she seemed to argue with herself for a few long moments, before she squared her shoulders and raised her chin with an air of determination.
"I will be completely open with you, Daimyo. I was sent here to be your wife. The Emperor wishes closer ties to Quying, and as is often the case in situations such as this, it was decided marriage was the most expedient and convenient way to achieve that end."
He might note the mild flash of displeasure in her gaze as she said this. Asuka had been studiously avoiding any attempts at being married off by her father for eight years now. The only reason she was here was because of her fondness for the Emperor.. and thus her willingness to do as he wished.
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Daimyo Akagi Zuikaku
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 181
Age: 29
Physical Description: Black hair matches a pair of green eyes and well-tanned skin. His hands bear numerous scars from rope burns and large splinters, as do his legs. He is well-muscled, looking more like a dock-worker than a daimyo, but he emphasizes the ability to do personally what he commands others to do. It is not uncommon that he smells of the sea, in fact he tends to bathe in it, using the power of the sea to cleanse his body.
Clothes and Equipment: He wears traditional samurai armor, which has been carefully constructed and enchanted to prevent damage by corrosion or rust in the salty environment he is often found in. His katana has received the same treatment, the handle wrapped in the skin of a monstrous shark, the blade forged from the toughest steel.
Registered: Jun 27, 2016 9:39:02 GMT -8
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Post by Daimyo Akagi Zuikaku on Jan 14, 2019 17:33:51 GMT -8
"Well that is...I'm sorry, what?" He asked, mostly rhetorically. Akagi had heard numerous shocking tales and stories in this Throne Room, even having sought his own wife at one point. That had gone...less than spectacularly, so he had dismissed the idea.
"I...do not have a response to that. Though I suppose it makes sense..." He trailed off, realizing that the likely reason behind the Emperor wanting closer ties was because of recent events.
"Did the Emperor say why he wished for closer ties? I am not opposed to the idea mind you, merely curious." He would address the marriage thing after getting the first answer.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 14, 2019 19:09:40 GMT -8
"He was vague, but the impression I got was that the war has made him.. anxious about such things. I believe he hopes the notion of putting kin in your hands, especially a favored cousin, will not only show his faith in you, but also hopefully engender loyalty in return."
It was a cold way to put things, but such was the grim truth of politics. It was a world Asuka understood well, and navigated easily. He could do worse in terms of a wife, politically speaking. Whether or not they'd manage to tolerate each other was a different matter. She continued to stand there, looking mildly amused, a good cover for her mild irritation. She didn't want to get married. But she would do her duty.. for once.
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Daimyo Akagi Zuikaku
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 181
Age: 29
Physical Description: Black hair matches a pair of green eyes and well-tanned skin. His hands bear numerous scars from rope burns and large splinters, as do his legs. He is well-muscled, looking more like a dock-worker than a daimyo, but he emphasizes the ability to do personally what he commands others to do. It is not uncommon that he smells of the sea, in fact he tends to bathe in it, using the power of the sea to cleanse his body.
Clothes and Equipment: He wears traditional samurai armor, which has been carefully constructed and enchanted to prevent damage by corrosion or rust in the salty environment he is often found in. His katana has received the same treatment, the handle wrapped in the skin of a monstrous shark, the blade forged from the toughest steel.
Registered: Jun 27, 2016 9:39:02 GMT -8
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Post by Daimyo Akagi Zuikaku on Jan 18, 2019 12:20:32 GMT -8
"I went to war because I believed in the supremacy of the Emperor, not the pettiness of a Shogun. I have always valued his faith in me, and the ancient ordain that gave my ancestors the duty to defend this great island." He said sincerely.
"As far as marriage is concerned, I should like to get to know you first. I have made that particular mistake once before, and should like to not repeat it again."
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Post by Deleted on Jan 20, 2019 21:11:11 GMT -8
"All things I am sure the Emperor understands and appreciates. But, facts remain as they are: He sent me here with the intent that I should be your wife, and I am hardly in a position to refuse."
This statement was paired with a small frown of displeasure. Asuka had never taken well to being ordered around, but as she'd said.. she couldn't refuse the Emperor, cousin or no. He usually got what he wanted. She did, however, seem to relax fractionally when Akagi said he wished to get to know her first. Well, at least he wasn't dragging her to the nearest temple intent on planting his seed in her belly immediately... She even managed to give him a small smile.
"I do not find this proposition objectionable. I have no desire to marry, but perhaps my mind will be changed if we find each other.. palatable."
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Daimyo Akagi Zuikaku
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 181
Age: 29
Physical Description: Black hair matches a pair of green eyes and well-tanned skin. His hands bear numerous scars from rope burns and large splinters, as do his legs. He is well-muscled, looking more like a dock-worker than a daimyo, but he emphasizes the ability to do personally what he commands others to do. It is not uncommon that he smells of the sea, in fact he tends to bathe in it, using the power of the sea to cleanse his body.
Clothes and Equipment: He wears traditional samurai armor, which has been carefully constructed and enchanted to prevent damage by corrosion or rust in the salty environment he is often found in. His katana has received the same treatment, the handle wrapped in the skin of a monstrous shark, the blade forged from the toughest steel.
Registered: Jun 27, 2016 9:39:02 GMT -8
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Post by Daimyo Akagi Zuikaku on Jan 22, 2019 5:00:51 GMT -8
"Your honesty and sense of duty are greatly appreciated Princess. I am not looking to share my life with someone who is content to sit in my palace and bear children. I desire above all else an active companion, someone who takes a genuine and vested interest in making Quying a better place." He stood as he spoke, pacing a bit in front of his throne.
"Simply put, I am looking for an equal. Someone as at home in that seat as she is Commanding a ship, adept at navigating trade agreements and dangerous shoals. Are you capable of being that person Princess?"
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Post by Deleted on Jan 23, 2019 5:55:16 GMT -8
Her eyebrows arched slightly upward in an obvious expression of surprise, but the small smirk that tilted her lips was one of amusement, as the Daimyo spoke and paced before his throne.
"I will be honest, Daimyo, all of my aquatic ventures have been sitting on pleasure barges rather than commanding ships, but politics is as much a part of my blood and bone as it is an affect of upbringing. I feel confident I could learn these things, if they interest me. And I like a challenge."
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Daimyo Akagi Zuikaku
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 181
Age: 29
Physical Description: Black hair matches a pair of green eyes and well-tanned skin. His hands bear numerous scars from rope burns and large splinters, as do his legs. He is well-muscled, looking more like a dock-worker than a daimyo, but he emphasizes the ability to do personally what he commands others to do. It is not uncommon that he smells of the sea, in fact he tends to bathe in it, using the power of the sea to cleanse his body.
Clothes and Equipment: He wears traditional samurai armor, which has been carefully constructed and enchanted to prevent damage by corrosion or rust in the salty environment he is often found in. His katana has received the same treatment, the handle wrapped in the skin of a monstrous shark, the blade forged from the toughest steel.
Registered: Jun 27, 2016 9:39:02 GMT -8
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Post by Daimyo Akagi Zuikaku on Jan 25, 2019 7:50:35 GMT -8
"I assure you that there is nothing quite like the feeling of commanding a ship on the open ocean. In my experience at least." He said, chuckling.
"What are you looking for Princess? In a husband that is."
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Post by Deleted on Jan 27, 2019 18:45:13 GMT -8
Nothing was said in response to his statement about commanding a ship, although the widened curve of her lips into something that almost approached a smile probably said enough. As did the way her eyebrows lofted at his question, clearly not expecting it. She mulled over this for a few moments, taking her time for reasons she was about to explain.
"I have never had any desire to marry, so that question is.. difficult to answer, as I have never had reason to consider it before. I suppose I would prefer someone intelligent, so that I can have engaging conversations with him, and handsome would be preferred if not necessary. Mostly I desire a man who will not seek to change me. My father has long said I need a firm hand to rein me in, but I desire a partner, not a master to control me."
Realizing this surprised even Asuka. Perhaps that answer had been in her all along, and that was why she'd refused all suitors. Anyone her father found appropriate wouldn't be the sort of man she could stand to be tied to for the rest of her life.
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Daimyo Akagi Zuikaku
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 181
Age: 29
Physical Description: Black hair matches a pair of green eyes and well-tanned skin. His hands bear numerous scars from rope burns and large splinters, as do his legs. He is well-muscled, looking more like a dock-worker than a daimyo, but he emphasizes the ability to do personally what he commands others to do. It is not uncommon that he smells of the sea, in fact he tends to bathe in it, using the power of the sea to cleanse his body.
Clothes and Equipment: He wears traditional samurai armor, which has been carefully constructed and enchanted to prevent damage by corrosion or rust in the salty environment he is often found in. His katana has received the same treatment, the handle wrapped in the skin of a monstrous shark, the blade forged from the toughest steel.
Registered: Jun 27, 2016 9:39:02 GMT -8
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Post by Daimyo Akagi Zuikaku on Jan 31, 2019 18:18:40 GMT -8
Akagi smiled and gestured with one arm to the entirety of the City of Quying that stretched across the bay from the Palace.
"Good, while I have no idea about my general handsomeness, I can assure you that I meet the other qualifications. I have an entire Province to govern, I would much rather share that with you, then add you to that burden." He chuckled.
"How are you with a blade?"
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