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Sakiyori Soshi

Sakiyori Soshi

A young man was content with being little more than the common foot soldier for his Clan. But Fate twisted his plans as he grew into more than a capable warrior to marry the woman he loves. Now he's a man fallen out of time, in a place he has no idea about as the Void has sapped away his abilities. He must regain his lost strength and find a way to reconnect with his wife and family in a new world, before establishing his own hold on the world.

Physical Description

General Physical Condition

A large, physically thick man, born to be skilled in sumo, and yet shaved away the fat to instead take on the appearance of a muscular warrior.

Facial Features

Steely blue eyes and a Fire Maple Mempo, built to cover his face and neck and to portray an even more terrifying appearance. However, beneath his mempo lie an assortment of scars, almost disfiguring his mouth as he seems lucky to have it keep its shape. His hair white as snow despite the sun-kissed skin.

Special abilities

He's as human and as nonmagical as they come.

Apparel & Accessories

Besides the Scorpion Mon emblazoned on his red armor, he also sports an iconic blue katana he calls Hifuri. The Fire Maple Mempo is also quite hard to ignore.

Specialized Equipment

He's specialized in his Katana and combat. Though currently weakened, he also specializes in his intimidation tactics and stealth maneuvers.

Mental characteristics

Personal history

Though he had a lackluster life, his past few years have been a turmoil of trouble and excitement, resulting in a stark shift of his own values and morals.

Gender Identity

Male

Sexuality

Straight

Education

Sakiyori has only ever received basic education, knowing basic addition and multiplication as well as rudimentary combat techniques and battle prowess.

Employment

No official jobs beyond his posts within the Clan Military.

Accomplishments & Achievements

  • Married the daughter of the Soshi Daimyo
  • Received the Blessing of Bishamon
  • Purged the corruption within a tournament
  • Dueled an Oni and won
  • Has been blessed with the Egg of the Dragon of Fire and tasked with hatching it

Failures & Embarrassments

  • The death of his team withing a tournament
  • Failure to comprehend Clan Ideals

Mental Trauma

  • Trust leads to betrayal
  • Words thoughtlessly spoken return with blades
  • That he is anything but special and that he will always be ordinary

Intellectual Characteristics

The most intellectual thing Sakiyori does is ask questions. He is not incredibly intelligent but he is greedy for knowledge.

Morality & Philosophy

  • Golden Retriever
  • Feral Golden Retriever
  • Loyalty above all else
  • The ends justify the means
  • Others need not play the villain when you are one

Taboos

  • No Obsidian
  • Never leave in groups of three
  • Never consume what others haven't consumed first

Personality Characteristics

Motivation

  • His Wife, Soshi Tanako
  • His Lover, Soshi Tanako
  • His Burning Passion, Soshi Tanako
  • His Will to Live, Soshi Tanako
  • Greed to take and protect

Savvies & Ineptitudes

Sakiyori typically relies on his guts when it comes to judging people. He is not entirely skilled at reading facial expressions or other things of the sort. However, he is quick to rush into things when he is impatient and has developed a reputation in his homeland of his brutality.

Likes & Dislikes

While he actively likes a fair number of things, the few things he dislikes involve insulting his wife, family, or his personal creeds.

Virtues & Personality perks

  • Duty
  • Loyalty
  • Devotion
  • Strength

Vices & Personality flaws

  • His wife, lover, burning passion, and will to live, Soshi Tanako
  • Dango & Sake

Personality Quirks

When nervous or impatient, Sakiyori drums his fingers against a hard surface.

Social

Family Ties

His side of the family is with the Crab Clan, barely above peasants as his father gave up his inheritance of a wealthy samurai heir to be with his mother. They value peace, security, and even honor despite having the appearance of bandits when they haven't had a bath.

His wife's side of the family is the head of the Soshi family within the Scorpion Clan. Despite his lecherous mother-in-law eager to join her daughter in various escapades, his intelligent and secretive wife is usually rather reserved and quiet, though lays claim on her husband with quiet intensity. Both fully understand their position within the Clan are ones of manipulators and underhandedness as their loyalty is never questioned.

Religious Views

Follower of the 7 Fortunes, he most devoted to Bishamon, Fortune of Strength.

Social Aptitude

Sakiyori is very much a Himbo trying to play it smart. He sticks to common and easy words to understand, and occasionally uses bigger words that he's only half-sure about.

Speech

His words are careful and full of weight. When he speaks, he demands to be listened to not by volume, but by words alone.

Wealth & Financial state

Currently - Little to None


A warrior lost in a new world. A lover lost never to be seen. Steely determination to get it all back.

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Alignment
Lawful Evil
Honorary & Occupational Titles

Junshin

Wife of Tanako

Crab Bushi

Age
24
Birthplace
Kyuden Hida, within the lands of the Crab
Children
Current Residence
N/A - Wanderer
Gender
Male
Eyes
Blue
Hair
White
Skin Tone/Pigmentation
Pale
Height
6'0"
Weight
270lbs
Known Languages

Common, Rokugani/Tian Xia dialect


The Poor, The Lost, and The Determined

In the lands of Rokugan, Kakeguchi Sakiyori was the eldest son of a minor samurai of a vassal family and a peasant woman. His parents worked hard to raise him and his sister before Sakiyori was sent to school to become a samurai of the Crab Clan. Fortunately for Sakiyori, his time at school was mostly lackluster despite a few incidents that arose during his time learning. The most exciting thing coming from his graduation ceremony where he was attacked by a Ryokaku no Oni, or a Demon of Marriage, before being defeated and sent away. Sakiyori was convinced that his life was to be inconsequential and minor, stationed on the Wall and to follow orders as his father. In fact, he found his life rather dull and gray before he was sent to a local tournament as a backup as the main family’s son went missing.   It was only with attending this tournament did Sakiyori’s life truly changed. There he would discover his future wife, Soshi Iseki, to later be renamed Soshi Tanako of the Scorpion Clan after her graduation ceremony. Tanako, known as a Shugenja, or a spellcaster, and only daughter of the Soshi Magistrate, found her charmed by the simple country bumpkin and all too eager to marry such an eager man. The tournament itself fraught with danger and his own whirlwind romance, it didn’t take long before an outsider was attending as a guest of the Scorpion Clan to learn of the Scorpion way of life. Things seemed to blossom with each passing day, seeing both his future bride before being accepted into a brand new dojo to learn the ways of the Bitter Lies Swordsman. Sakiyori truly saw himself blessed as he soon married Tanako, growing more as a man than ever before as he was soon blessed with a family and even the important task of taking care of a precious dragon egg and to raise it as his own child.   However, fortune was a fickle mistress to Sakiyori as anything given was surely taken away. He was assigned to investigate a forest with a group of comrades, both to discover the Lord of the Forest and to find sinister a sinister group of blood Shugenja known as Bloodspeakers. They were able to discover that the Lord of the Forest, a spirit of great power, was being enslaved by Bloodspeakers through odd rituals enhanced by the Void. While others sought to stop the ritual, it was Sakiyori’s duty to keep the Lord of the Forest at bay. Yet, it was during the middle of the fight that the Bloodspeakers attempted to enhance the mystic connection between them and the Lord of the Forest through their ritual. Unfortunately, due to consequences of battle, the sigils on the ground had shifted the powers of the ritual into something truly unpredictable. Power surged through the great spirit as his body broke down, enhanced by the power of the Void, as it created a portal as it started to suck in its immediate surroundings. Unfortunately, the closest if not only thing by it was Sakiyori, finding himself lifted and flung into the spirit’s body…   When Sakiyori awoke next, he found himself lying on the ground of a vast field of reeds. Picking himself, he realized things were truly wrong as he inspected himself and his surroundings. His precious blade of frost, Hifuri, had lost its powers and was reduced to nothing more than a normal katana, his jitte, Dokune, and a large majority of his equipment was missing. As he checked his equipment, the one thing he did not recognize was an odd compass among his possessions. Its needle was constantly spinning, shifting back and forth in random directions. It puzzled the simple man before it seemed to finally settle, pointing in a direction as, with Sakiyori not having much left to do, set off to find his companions, or at least to find his way home.   On his travels however, it became more and more apparent that, wherever Sakiyori was, it wasn’t Rokugan. The people seemed to speak in an odd tongue, brigands were more plentiful, and they assaulted him with various weapons he had never seen before. At first, he thought of himself as having transported to Gaijin Lands, or the lands outside of Rokugan. But the reality of his situation only truly hit him after he rescued a merchant from bandits. With some successful acting, he revealed his intentions to see a map, with the intent of trying and finding his way back to Scorpion Lands. Yet, upon inspecting the map, he could not find the Scorpion Lands… in fact, he couldn’t find Rokugan anywhere on the map. Even drilling the merchant for information was a fruitless pursuit as the reality sank into Sakiyori’s mind… He was not of this world…   It was then that Sakiyori resigned himself to a dejected fate. His comrades he did not care about, but his wife and his two daughters… they were his whole world… He found himself depressed, his world of color once more returning to the dull grey of monotony as he cared less and less about himself and others… before remembering the odd compass among his possessions. He pulled it out as he inspected it, wondering what sort of magic had been cast by the kami on such a thing, and discovered that the needle wasn’t pointing North. A needle that didn’t point North was deemed useless to some, but something in Sakiyori’s gut urged him to follow the compass…   He wasn’t sure how long he traveled, the days and nights just slowly blurring together in their grey hue as Sakiyori clung to the faint hope that his own deluded mind provided in that little compass. He had eventually found himself in a cave, clearing out a den of wolves, before discovering the needle’s slight movement. He continued to explore the cave deeper, searching for nooks and cracks before finding a small alcove behind some larger boulders. He squeezed his way on in, feeling the scrape his armor against the rocks before he was finally in the small room. There the needle started to spin wildly, spinning faster and faster before a faint shimmer seemed to appear in front of him…   Of course he didn’t recognize the shimmer immediately, though he found such striking similarities between it and the spirit portal that initially sent him to this strange land. He reached a hand to the shimmer, wondering if he could possibly go through… that maybe he could return home. As his fingers touched the shimmer, it seemed to grow, glowing as its color shifted to a darker hue as it swallowed his fingers… before his fingers brushed against something hard. With a small swallow, he wrapped his hand around the small object, gripping firmly before the shimmer disappeared, leaving the compass to spin once more. Slowly, he twisted his hand, inspecting the object in his hand, before finding himself nearly crying…   A flood of joy surging through his body as his delusion was not wrong. Within his hand was a single blackened egg with ruby cracks spiderwebbing along its shell and a piece of paper… It was the dragon egg he had with him when he first transported to the strange land, and an apparent letter written in a familiar handwriting. It was Tanako’s handwriting, detailing a page within his wife’s journey of Sakiyori’s sudden disappearance. It described his wife’s faithfulness and her desire to find her husband… before the words became splotched as Sakiyori’s own tears fell and muddled the ink on the parchment…   He had thought he had lost it, that he had lost it all, that the Fortunes had forsaken him in his time of need, but he was wrong. It was just that their influence just could not fully reach… whatever Bloodspeaker ritual happened within Rokugan had changed a spirit’s power so greatly that not even the Fortunes could have predicted what could have happened… And now his wife was desperately searching for a way to find him, for them to reunite. This egg was the start, the beginning of something truly great as Sakiyori clutched it tightly. How could he not be happy and joyous at such a thing? Of course, he had no way of knowing how he could possibly help his wife… He could not even cast magic as his body had not been blessed by the Kami in Rokugan…   Yet… this was not Rokugan…   This was a brand new land, full of new and interesting things… It was then that Sakiyori made a vow to himself. It seemed that whenever the compass wasn’t spinning, that it indicated a connection to his home, and the possibility of retrieving something precious to him. And if that was the case, then all Sakiyori had to do was to be patient. He would not be able to help his wife… but he could prepare for the chance to either see her or to join her. Picking himself up slowly, his resolve now fully steadfast as he slowly and tenderly packed the dragon egg away. He did not know if he would be able to hatch such an egg within these lands, but he was certainly going to do his best. And the first step, as his Yasuki friends often said, was money… And what better way to make money than in the capital?... Now was not the time to mope… now was the time for action…

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