For the most part he is finished and done. Having based him off a conglomeration of several ancient Chinese tales of wandering heroes the creation took a form of its on.
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[center][B]Name[/B] :Xuanzang
[B]Age:[/B] 20
[B]Gender:[/B] Male

[B]Appearance:[/B]
 Xuan is by no means a small or slender person. Tall towering over most people that he meets. He has a build to match with a a solid figure of muscle akin to that of the old King of Omashu Bumi. Muscle that was forged through hours of hard work, hours of dragging boulders and shouldering a carrying pole far up mountains and hills. Looking a bit on the more wilder side his hair is long and unkempt reaching down close to his shoulders. The most striking part of his figure though may be the bandana wrapped around his eyes black in color. Though what lays beneath is truly the striking fact where the eye sockets one where only black smoldered and scared pits remained, remnants of an accident a long time prior and a reason for existence.

[b]Abilities:[/b]
An experienced earthbender with still developing skills in metalbending. Xuan relies on his bending to be able to see the world around him like the ancient earth bender herself Toph Beifong. Having forcing himself after his accident through mostly error and retrying he had learned to metalbend out of necessity to be able to see in cities where steel and iron have begun to take over bare earth. His style is slow and methodical like the great glaciers of the frozen lands with a calm and almost leisurely pace with controlled movements only snapping quickly when the time for action is upon him. This all being as a direct result of trying to keep his feet in contact with the ground as much as possible to maintain a connection with the earth.

[B]Equipment and Bionics:[/B] 
He carries only a small rucksack upon his back and a long wooden walking stick that he holds in his left hand.

[B]Personality:[/B] 
Boisterous and a bit of a hot headed fool Xuan does not recognize any resolution to a conflict that does not end in blood and violence.Bumpkinish and crude in his mannerisms and always the first to give a hearty slap on the back or to tell an inappropriate joke he is at least never not lively. Putting the values of courage and determination before let us say wisdom or forethought can lead to him causing more trouble than it was worth in the end. Though having traveled quiet a bit and experiencing many facets of life he can sprout the occasional observation on life on bit of wisdom. In the end though a life of treating every problem as a door and yourself as the battering ram has consequences physical, social and emotional all of which he exhibits and memories that still haunt him.

[B]Backstory:[/B]
There was a time when Xuanzang an orphan from nowhere who had ended up becoming the captain and earthbender for the Ba Sing Se Badgermoles and was ready to win the The Pro-bending Championship Tournament at the ripe age of sixteen He had everything he ever wanted fame, money, friends, romance, a home, and a sense of direction in life. . It was than that tragedy struck and during the semifinal match an uncontrolled blast from a fire bender hit him in the eyes burning them and permanently removing his eyesight. In a moment he had seemed to lost everything, his team, his source of income, his house, his contracts, and most importantly of all his purpose in life.The people that once cheered for him soon forgot his name and the story of the orphan underdog who could of won it all. Xuan had nothing in life except Pro-bending that was all he wanted to do and that all he thought he was good at. Unable to see and eventually unable to continue paying his rent he was kicked out into the streets of Ba Sing Se. 

It was there in one of the cities many slums that he ran into a man that he woulds simply know as the Old Geezer. An earthbender like himself he claimed that when he was a young man he was caught in a cave-in when he was using his earth bending powers to excavate a tunnle to lay new train tracks and that a family of badgermoles saved him. The story he told Xuan was that in his time with the moles that he learned their way of seismic sense and when he finally came back to the land of the surface years later he promised to teach others the same path.Wither this story was truthful or not the Old Geezer did in fact teach him the basic of being able to sense the world with his bending, to be able to be connected to the earth and all the rocks and those around it. It was then that the Old Geezer promised Xuan to continue on this mission of helping others as the Geezer helped him and the badgermoles had helped him before, to continue the story of the earth's harmony as he put it. Taking these words to heart for \three years when he was seventeen years of age to his twentieth year he wandered the four corners of civilization, walking the earth to try and find purpose in a world that seemingly abandoned him and to help anyone he could along the way.

It was a month ago that he was connected through word of mouth by a group that wanted to end the tyranny of future industries once and for all. An offer that Xuan took gladly looking for a new challenge, a new purpose.[/center]