Ganda's Character(s)

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Name: Ganda

Gender: Male

Age: 22

Element: Earth, single sign (plant): The sign is located on his forehead.

Description: Ganda is a smaller boy, maybe 5'8” tall or so, but has a small frame. He weighs in at maybe 150-160 lbs, but usually less. He has straight, light red hair that falls down over his ears in length. His skin is pale, though it tans slightly in the sun. His face is thin, with a pointy chin, but his bright blue eyes are friendly, and his countenance is kind. He wears brown walking sandals, long brown pants, and a long sleeved yellow top. He wears boots in winter, with wool socks, and a long woolen coat. He carries a small messenger bag, canvas in color, with which he carries his essentials if he needs to. He owns a shortbow and quiver, with a few arrows that suit his hunting needs.

History: Ganda was born on the mountainside of Humontis, to a pair of Earth Elementals. Both of them were rock type, but he was born a plant type, which was confusing to both of them. In any case, it also marked differences between them. Whereas they were stubborn, he was flexible; they wanted to stay on the mountain, but he loved to explore; and they did not use their powers often, while he enjoyed using his own. He improved his skills with using his powers as best he could- he was only a single sign, but in any case, he was a skilled single sign user.

As he grew in childhood, the Clear War and many other traumatizing events took place, during which his family went into hiding as best they could. True to most people in Humontis, they preferred to avoid a fight if possible, especially since they were not fighters. Life during these few years was hard, but they managed. Kei, Ganda's father, often wanted to go out and fight for the betterment of Naruta (as he saw it), but he had a wife and a son to take care of. That was more important to him.

In 1005, they finally came out of hiding. They were now able to live in relative peace. His father taught him how to work wood, and how to make things out of it for a trade- he taught him how to use a bow, and how to hide in the forests, and move quietly through them. He's been raised mostly in peace, and grew to love it. Because of this, his faith in Efil was also raised.

Now a member of the community, he makes small things from wood for people: food wares, decorative jewelry, tables, chairs, whatever was needed. He also hunted for food, and grows a small garden outside his cabin. It's a small place, but he's single, so he doesn't need much more.

Threads:
Year 1014:
The Orange Blossom

[ganda]

Name: Khael

Gender: Male

Age: 23

Element: 2x Water (Left index finger, neck just below left ear)

Description: Khael is a healer from Ronduin, and works whenever he can. Because of this, although he has a traditional toga like garment for relaxation, he very rarely wears it. Instead, the small man wears his bare, simple brown clothing that he wears to work. Beginning with physical features, his face is round, although his jaw is set, and his chin can be seen quite distinctively, pointed at the bottom. His cheeks offer nice sized dimples if he smiles. His deep blue eyes are thin, often closed against the harsh glare of the sun- narrow, one might say. His ears frame the edges of his face, while his nose ridge is large, but not disfiguring or awkward. His hair is very short, and appears to be strawberry blonde. His skin is a pale tone.

His arms and legs are both long, lanky. He's thin, but not unhealthy. His small body is muscled decently from the hard work he does daily, in addition to his healing practices, although he is by no means a 'strong' man, more a 'fit' one. He can run quickly, although much to his embarrassment, his swimming speed is quite slow for a Rondian.

History: Ronduin's people are a strong and enduring people, and Khael's parents are no exception. They taught him in his earlier years, and showed him what it was to be integrated into society. His father taught him something of working wood, his mother how to decently cook a dish (after Khael managed to ruin a stew on mistake), and he learned how to use his signs.

His parents ceased to be a large part of his life when he became a healer at a young age (8). He began to learn how to use his water curatively, although he also showed a skill for using it in combat, albeit not as large a skill. His healing came along well, and he's hone his talents over the years.

He played with other children the same as most kids in Ronduin, who were friendly and happy. He was often one of the slower swimmers. Nevertheless, the kids let him play and join in- after all, it was Ronduin, wasn't it? The sense of community was wonderful.

Always, he was taught to praise Efil first, foremost. He has a strong faith in Efil, which is why he prefers healing over fighting. However, he knows and understands that sometimes, fighting is necessary- he does not flinch from it, nor from his duty.

For Morilanta and Ekaitz, he has nothing but disdain. Their backwards ways of life are a terrible thing to suffer, and he hopes that someday, they will be wiped off the map. For members of the other nations, he is much more accepting.

His parents thought his education was important, but were not able to pay for it. He was thus schooled by his father in the art of speaking aloud- rhetoric. He proved to be decent at this. Because of his somewhat quiet, submissive nature, most people mistake him to be a poor speaker. It is more than he calculates his speaking and is quiet while doing so.

He now lives as a healer and a fisherman, though the second employment is sparse, and happens when he is needed on a boat, rather than regularly. He also trains occasionally in combat as per the Dragon's request. He is not part of the militia that is organized, but he feels that it's important to Ronduin's defense.

A quirky note- although he wears blue or green at times out of patriotism, he prefers the colors yellow and black- he loves the look of a reflected lantern on dark water at night, or the stars in the sky, or the reflection of the moon- such tranquil things which he associates with the 'flow' or 'feel' of water- rather than the color of it, itself.

Threads:
Year 1014:
The Direst of Circumstances
[http://kenderbard.proboards.com/index.cgi?board=year1014&action=display&thread=5628&page=1]Naruta to the Rescue!![/url]

[ganda]

Name: Rowan

Gender: Male

Age: 18

Element: Beast (just above left elbow), dog or wolf affinity

Description: A lanky, wiry kid, Rowan hasn't ever had enough to eat (in his opinion) so his small frame is hardly surprising. He's of average height, and his hair is only down to his ears to keep it from getting in his way. His arms and legs are lanky without being awkward, his face kind without being round. His jaw and his chin are pointed and defined, but his blue eyes are deep and trusting. His skin is tanned only slightly, and his reddish brown hair shines in sunlight. He's strong for his size.

He wears simple clothing when he can get away with it. Strapped sandals keep his feet cool but protected- he rarely wears boots. He wears short sleeves so he can reach his sign, and long pants. Usually he wears brown, since it's cheapest and easiest to find.

History: Nobody knows who Rowan's parents are. He was raised by a pair of kind people who lived on Mount Humontis. They moved when he was very little to the eastern part of the land, where they could have room to farm more plentifully. They did so easily, and often tried to get Rowan to help, though he showed little interest until mealtime. He'd run and go hide till the work time was over, unless it involved helping with animals. After 2 years of this, their luck ran out and hail storms one winter destroyed their crop. They came back to Humontis proper, and settled in Obsidian. The wife became a seamstress, and the husband became a blacksmith.

Rowan always felt confined by his life, but tried not to show it. He was a Beast raised in a city- it was a hard time sometimes, and he constantly went to go see the outside world, because of the memories of his time as a child on the farm, and also because of his instincts. He also helped his father in blacksmithing when he needed to.

His mother died when he was 12, and he wasn't the same afterwords. He was grateful to his father, but he truly loved his mother. His father and he didn't see eye to eye- father wanted him to stay and learn blacksmithing- Rowan wanted to leave and see the world. Eventually, he got a job as a messenger, which he enjoyed much more. He was able to go journeying away from his father. The separation was good for the both of them. They had little contact once Rowan was able to get enough work to support himself. He journeyed on.

It was during one of these 'journies' that he got lost in a bad storm, went too far east, and was recently grabbed by slavers from Ekaitz, and dragged off to market. He was not easily broken, and fiercely resisted the slavers (even though he was tiny, and even though they were fierce with their punishment.) He then was thrown onto a ship and it sailed him to New Morilanta with other slaves for sale. He now awaits his fate.

Threads:
Year 1014:
A Grim Future
Training Begins (Will link when archived)

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