Name: Fumi

Race: Human

Age: 21

Sex: Female

Appearance: Hailing from the desert, Fumi has caramel colored skin and dark auburn locks of hair, curled into something of a mane around her head. Her face is freckled, her green eyes wide, and her ears pierced with light green, metallic colored earrings. Her figure is thin and breasts practically nonexistent. While she normally likes a variety of clothing styles, for the exam she's offered for a light green T-shirt with a kind of cute lizard mascot, a denim skirt, and a baggy black sweatjacket that's often tied around her waist.

Personality

• Strengths: Affectionate, loyal, generous
• Weaknesses: Wrothful, insolent
• Motive: Wants to find a lost sibling.
• Morals: Refuses to abandon a child in need.

Biography: Fumi left her parent's world when she was six. They would leave the world when she returned six years later. She choked the life out of them with her bare fingers, one at a time. It was only fitting. Her father was a typical working man, good with his hands. Built houses. Came from a broken home and built another one by knocking up a local girl before either of them were ready. Societal norms forced them together, and they thought they could make it work. But times were tough for everyone, let alone a couple of teens. The Kulph Desert was ever expanding, and Pontiph resisted growth, stagnating as those at the top were more concerned with deepening their pockets, poverty rate increasing as their towers grew. Pontiph became a den for resentment, but while most looked up at those towers, Fumi's parents, who had only themselves to blame, came to resent the product of their mistakes. Her actions were too often met with verbal assault, while acting out was met with a hand as firm as iron. Fumi couldn't win by their laws, so she left to make her own.

Fumi found none to support her; by her own choice. Though she couldn't put it into words, she had a conceptual understanding of power. Her parents had only been able to treat her that way because they'd been in a position of power over her. So she avoided authority: police, social workers, teachers, most adults... they too had power over her. But she didn't want to seek her lessers either. She found her peers: street rats. Children with no one else to turn to. Initially, they rebuked her: it was a fearful and competitive field, but Fumi picked up on the potential. The fastest way to a heart was a stomach, so she stole. And after extending a hand full of bread, she found a following, forming a gang of her new brothers and sisters. They wouldn't live by any laws but her own. One: brothers and sisters above all else; asking for help from or siblings is expected and encouraged. Two: you can always deny a request for help. Three: as long as the first two rules are met, you have absolute freedom.

Fumi lived by example, helping her Siblinghood as much as possible, and setting a few unwritten rules in the process, like an aversion to anything that would incriminate the whole group. But seemingly at the whims of her siblings, she fought, stole, bartered, built, destroyed, some even say she killed. Though she claimed their group had no true leader, anyone looking in could tell it was otherwise.

But children had to grow. Years passed with The Siblinghood serving as a minor crime group in Pontif, taking in any downtrodden without those they could truly call family. As Fumi reached adulthood, and they brought in brothers and sisters even older than her, The Siblinghood was no longer a band of children. Despite their criminal acts, their reputation for being receptive to the whims of children would never stop being their core philosophy.

But no person or group is unstoppable. Fumi's wroth meant that those who crossed her would see little remorse, so turf wars were not incentivized. But in her greatest failure, she lost one of her little siblings. He just vanished, and no one had any idea where. Months of searching and nothing turned up. She'd had losses before, but none so baffling. It consumed her. It ruined her. She'd faced her failures, but none that had refused to give her a way to respond. She had to find him, no matter what. And if there was one thing she knew, it was that a Hunter could find anything. After months of preparing, well, The Siblinghood was made to function without a true leader, and it would survive her absence as she made her goal the Hunter Exam.

Abilities: From years of running around the desert city in her large crime ring of small criminals, Fumi has well rounded physical capabilities, having notable agility, endurance, and strength, built from treating the buildings as a jungle gym. Her fingers in particular are both stunningly strong and deft: capable of breaking wood with her grip and smashing softer stones or bending some metals, while also being capable of pulling of the occasional slight of hand. Though she's no charlatan, she's got some skill at pick pocketing and lock picking. Beyond that, she has a fairly good intuition with people and a hefty dose of street smarts, though she won't be writing any dissertations any time soon.

Name: Theodore Levant
Race: Human
Age: 21
Sex: Male

Appearance:

He's about 175cm (5'9) tall.

Personality: Theodore is a sarcastic cynic at heart. He rarely views things in a positive light, choosing to approach people and situations with a heavy degree of caution. He is slow to trust, and slower to make friends. He can be quick to make verbal jabs at other’s expense, but he usually reserves that honour for the exceptionally stupid or the obviously obnoxious. Theodore can be taken for being a mean person himself, but he is never wastefully cruel; his words can simply come across less than friendly under the certain circumstances.

Theodore’s cautiousness is both his strength and weakness; it inhibits him from making rash decisions and motions him to thoroughly check his plans before he decides to go through with them. However, when the situation calls for quick action, Theodore would be the type to hesitate and try to think it through even when he doesn’t have the luxury. When under pressure, his instinct is to retreat to a safe position and carefully consider his moves, which can be the right move under the right circumstances, but it makes him ill equipped to stand his ground when he really needs to. He is the last person you would want standing between an enemy and their objective, but he would be useful supporting someone else standing there.

Theodore is also a bit of a utilitarian; his first concern is knowing what he can and can’t make use of. He has no need for “honour” or “pride” if he’s about to die, and if he can win by throwing dirt in someone’s eyes, he’ll do it. Attacking from behind is a perfectly valid tactic in his book, and so is pretending to co-operate with someone only to betray them for your own goals. Of course, he is not a monster only interested in self-satisfaction, and he won’t start killing people for a quick buck, but within the bounds of reason, he’ll use any dirty tactic to get his job done, even if he has to tread on some people’s feelings and sentiments to do so.

As a Hunter, Theodore’s primary motivation is simply the pursuit of a profitable and interesting existence. While he could have chosen to do something more mundane, he chose the life of a Hunter for two reasons; firstly he displayed an aptitude for combat, even if by unconventional means, and secondly he has a strong desire to put as much distance between himself and his old home as he can, and the Hunter’s experience suits this desire quite well. However, at a very basic level, Theodore just prefers the idea of exploring the world and making money at the same time.

Biography: Theodore was born in a land where tradition, honour, and martial prowess were highly valued, to a family that highly valued tradition, honour, and martial prowess. His father, Amaury Levant, continues to play at being a knight in shining armour like many from old families in their homeland. His two elder brothers, Jules and Mathis, were both big, strong lads that were expected to grow up to be great fighters themselves, and so received the bulk of their father’s attention. Theodore, on the other hand, was never especially tall or brawny, and was expected to grow up to be nothing special. While his father never expressed it openly, it seemed apparent from his actions that he didn’t care to waste time on him. Theodore was usually foisted on either his mother or any measure of serving staff of the household.

Although nothing was expected to come of him, Theodore was still expected to participate in the rituals and training impressed upon all Levant family children. While lessons in “honour” and “gentlemanly conduct” were mostly just a chore, the worst of it was when he was left to spar with his brothers, who used it as an opportunity to pick on the weaker Theodore. Theodore spent a great deal of time running away from confrontations with his brothers, which built for him a reputation for being a weakling and a coward, which both his brothers and some of the nastier household staff commonly mocked him for. However, it was during these moments of flight that he learned a very important lesson; there were places his brothers could not fit, and they often found themselves tripping on things around the house in their pursuits.

It was here that Theodore got the idea to fight them off while running; to make use of the natural snares and pitfalls that came with running around a building to his advantage. He would lead his brothers into storerooms where precariously placed pots and pans would suddenly fall upon them as though someone had placed them there for that purpose, and then he would just so happen to lead them through the one corridor where butter had been smeared on the floors. Soon enough, it was Theodore that tended to win their sparring sessions, if only by virtue of the fact that Jules and Mathis would end up covered in bruises by the end of the day. While his newfound success earned him little respect due to the methods he used, it did result in his brothers being less than keen to antagonise him than they used to be. It always struck Theodore that if his brothers had not been bound by their pretensions to “honour”, they could have easily got back at him.

Having gotten a taste for cleverly leading those that antagonised him through gauntlets of his own design, Theodore began to reach beyond his home, where his antics had nearly cowed his brothers into submission, and off to those that knew of the cowardly third Levant brother, but had yet to know how badly his brother’s tended to end up after a day of “sparring”. There was never much shortage of people to target; those in his families social circles were often eager to mock his apparent weakness, and even more eager to answer his challenges and jabs with force. As he provoked more and more people only to lead them into makeshift traps and such, he began to develop a reputation around the city. While most continued to pretend to be above him, many were in fact afraid of the man that could humiliate you in ways you would never see coming. Yet, many were still compelled to blunder into his traps, because Theodore made damn sure to mock them publically, and in his homeland, not answering a challenge like that would ensure a loss of face. Again, Theodore noted that it was their insistence of a foolish sense of “honour” that made them such easy prey for a “weakling”.

As he grew older, Theodore realised he didn’t exactly want to pot around his home forever; messing around was all well and good, but he felt an urge to broaden his horizons and make real use of his self-made talents. When he heard that his father planned to send his brothers off to become Hunters, however, Theodore figured that was the kind of life where he could actually put the skills he had developed over the years to good use. He flatly told his father that he wished to be sent to the Hunter’s Examination as well. While his father never had much affection for him, he was not so petty as to deny him his request, and he did not expect that Theodore would actually succeed. Thus, Theodore was arranged to head off to the examination site alongside his brothers. In spite of everyone’s expectations, Theodore has a strong feeling that the only one that would make it to through this examination would be him.

Abilities:

-Impressive Speed and Agility: Half of Theodore’s life revolved around his ability to run circles around others and keep them from getting within grasping distance of his person, so it was natural that he developed an exceptional running speed and learned how to manoeuvre through all kinds of environment to keep people off his tail. As he began to engage with more and more people, he trained even harder to make sure nobody was about to keep up with him when he didn’t want them to.

-Handyman: Theodore’s exploits always involved a copious amount of rigging mundane objects to be used as devastating traps. Hence, he became skilled at working with such things; creating tripwires from seemingly useless bits of rope or string, and refashion objects so that they would fall at just the right time and do a lot of damage when they did. In his hands, useless junk can turn into a semi-lethal array of weapons.

-Sneaky: Naturally, the shenanigans that Theodore undertook required a set up that would make him look extremely suspicious to anyone watching. That’s why Theodore put extra effort into making sure nobody did see him working. He became used to watching crowds and individuals to pick out the exact moment no one was looking and quickly get about his tasks. It was always a wonder to some people how he managed to create such elaborate traps without anyone noticing that he had done it in a public place.

-Knowledgeable: While Theodore did not enjoy much of the education given to him by his family, he did take well to the more academic subjects offered to him. Things such as literature and mathematics came to him easier than it did for his brothers. Had he been born somewhere else, this might have been the talent that defined him, but his family like many around them cared more for martial strength than academics. As Theodore came to rely more on his unique methods, academic achievement became much less of a priority for him.

Name: Sayuri Takashi

Race: Draconian

Age: 20

Sex: Female

Appearance: Sayuri is tall at 6' with pale skin and a lithe build. She has waist length midnight black hair which she wears in a low thin ponytail and dark violet eyes. She has pointed scaled ears, scaled forearms and hands, short claws about an inch long, and scales running along her shoulders and down her spine all red colored. She wears a gothic lolita style outfit similar to this without the bows and frilly thing around the neck and shoulders, the skirt reaches the knee, she's wearing spandex shorts underneath, and she wears boots instead of flats. The outfit is dark red and black rather than purple and white. She also wears black fingerless gloves and a dark red choker with a black dragon head pendant. She also has two black bladed katanas sheathed on her hips. The hilts look like the one in the draconian image without the two 'wings' of the crosspiece.

Personality: Sayuri is friendly and can get along with just about anyone. She can control her emotions extremely well rarely showing how she is actually feeling. She will however make it absolutely clear what she thinks of you generally telling you face to face. She is also extremely good with animals easily calming even bad tempered creatures. Despite her outward friendliness she is actually detached from people making it difficult for her to understand other people or make any close connections with others. Only one person has managed to become her friend and it took them ten years. She is also extremely laid back and carefree rarely, if ever, taking anything seriously. In addition if she ever actually gets loses control of her anger she explodes taking it out on the one who pissed her off and if they're not there pretty much anyone is fair game and she extremely difficult to calm down. Sayuri desires to be a Hunter so that she can go wherever and do whatever she wants in addition to helping her only friend get away from their abusive father. She specifically wants to be a Blacklist Hunter. Sayuri's morals are skewed as she really doesn't have a conscience or empathy. She has no regard for human life willing to kill without a second thought and leaving most other people to die without remorse. She isn't one for the darker things like torture as they leave a bad taste in her mouth. Though she does enjoy “playing with her food.” Food being opponents that stand no chance against her.

Biography: Sayuri's life started well enough having been born to a couple of blacksmiths that made a decent living as her parents were well regarded as weapons smiths. They were both good smiths in their own rights but when they worked together they made exceptional pieces. The 'Takashi' name would be recognizable to high end weapons collectors and the like. They used their own alloy that was passed down through her mothers family. It was known for its durability though at the cost of some extra weight. They lived in a smaller village that was relatively close to a large trading town. They had a quiet life without many issues outside of her own personal ones. Even for a kid her age she was oddly detached from other kids having no friends which worried her parents. Things took a turn for the worse when she was six though. Her parents and her were on their way to town to deliver a large order to a variety of clients when they were attacked. Both of her parents were killed and she would have died if she hadn't been found by a man passing through. Rather than leaving her to die he took her, her parents weapons, and as many intact items as he could back to his home. When she awoke she found herself in the mansion of a local noblemen and learned that the man who saved her was his best personal bodyguard and assassin. She quickly realized that she couldn't remember anything of the attack only what happened before it. She was told of her parents fates and the reason she was brought here. The man had decided to make her one of the bodyguards and without knowing where she was or her village was there wasn't much she could do. She started training as soon as she was healed. That changed fairly quickly as only about three months later he started training her personally and had absolutely no mercy. He would push her past her limits and beat her whenever she made a mistake or was too slow. She had to work through any injuries as well. She interacted with Irene for the first time when she was eight. She'd seen her from a distance and knew she was the Nobles daughter. Irene came up and tried to become friends with her. Though Sayuri didn't ignore her, she certainly didn't play along. This did little to discourage Irene much to Sayuri's annoyance.

Her training continued as did Irene's attempts at friendship and her hatred for the man who'd saved her life. Irene's constant attempts at friendship annoyed her at first but as she got used to them she was able to use her as a ground to keep herself from breaking entirely. There were a handful of other children there being trained to be bodyguards as a group. When she was ten she asked him why he'd chosen to save her life and even more importantly why had he chosen her to train personally during one of their sessions. He seemingly ignored the question and continued training her. It was only afterwards, as she laid there half conscious, that he responded. He hadn't planned anything special when he'd saved her only to treat her and enlist her as a bodyguard trainee as she was orphaned and had nowhere to go. It was only after he saw signs of her own natural talent for combat that he decided to make her his protege.

Sayuri's skill improved rapidly due to a natural talent for combat and was hired at the age of fourteen and took her first assignment killing a low level politician that was causing a small amount of trouble for her now boss. It was fairly simple for her as he'd had no real entourage or competent bodyguards. It was also around this time that she first witnessed Irene's Father abuse her. He'd been outdone by another noble and took out his anger by hitting her. Sayuri almost attacked him as she started considering her as a friend. The only thing that held her back was the knowledge that the other guards would have easily killed her. Over the next couple of years she got closer to Irene and started looking for the village where she was from. When she was sixteen she found the village, received permission for time off and journeyed back home. When she arrived people were ecstatic at having her back welcoming her with open arms and a small celebration as she was alive. She was glad to be back and celebrated with the others but realized something during it. She realized that this wasn't home for her anymore. She didn't have any connection to this place or really belong. The people, being who they were, accepted her decision and let her leave several days later saying she could always return.

Upon her return however she learned that Irene's father had broken her arm and shoulder during a beating the day before. That was the last straw in Sayuri's mind. She vowed to save Irene from her Father and kill him. Along with the man who'd saved her life trained her. To this end and as a final test for herself she decided to become a Hunter. For the next four years she trained herself harder than ever, had her fathers twin swords and her mothers longsword repaired at the village by the best blacksmith and protected Irene when she could without endangering either of them. When she was eighteen she found an opportunity to kill her mentor. While he was out on a mission she ambushed him before he reached the target, killed him, and threw his body into the forest for the wolves. Now twenty she feels ready to take the Hunter Exam and has left to do so vowing to become a Hunter and help her friend.



Abilities: Enhanced Strength Durability and Agility: Due to her brutal upbringing and training she has a strength and agility surpassing that of most people easily outclassing many trained fighters. She is as durable as she is strong with a pain tolerance to match being able to shrug off broken ribs without flinching.

Combat Genius: Sayuri is a genius when it come to combat being able to pick up most mid-level techniques through observation and mimicking the user, whether teacher or stranger, though still has to take time to master them afterwards. Albeit faster then others would. This has to be done relatively soon after witnessing the move as the details need to be fresh in her mind.

Stealth and Observation: Having been raised to be an assassin she is adept at moving silently and erasing her presence to a high degree. She is also able to observe her surroundings to a similar degree spotting traps and sense or spot people trailing her.

Miscellaneous: Not that I can think of.

Name: Lily Natche

Race: Human

Age: 16

Sex: Female



Lily possesses light purple eyes, with a very dark brown to her hair that is on the borderline of being black. She is about 5'2 with around 90 pounds of body weight, making her exceptionally petite. On her body, there is little to no visual muscle, but her body is extremely toned despite being so petite. She doesn't wear make up and her hair, despite being naturally straight, is unkempt. Considering all these factors, Lily is notably attractive.

Personality: Lily is an extremely unique individual. She possesses a presence to her that seems as if she is much wiser than her years and her appearance would lead you to believe. And partially, this is true. She possesses the wisdom in combat that you'd expect a 3 star hunter or a grizzled veteran to possess. Her decision making at crucial moments is unparalleled and her ability to maintain her composure as everything around her falls apart is unrivalled.

On top of this, Lily seems to have a continuously callous emotional state, which to onlookers seemingly looks as if she has an inability to feel emotion. To onlookers, she never appears to be happy, sad, humoured or angry, rather in a constant state of thought as if she was away on another planet or deep within her own universe. This doesn't mean she is a sociopath, or incapable of feeling emotion, rather that she is exceptionally bad at expressing it and as a result, does not seem to let out any emotion, whether positive or negative unless she finds herself talking to a person that really clicks with her. This leads to people believing that Lily is a lot stronger mentally than she truly is, and as a result, makes people think she is somebody to be relied on. Despite this, if Lilies temper was ever to be evoked, it's safe to say that the fight wouldn't go well for the one that she'd be against.

Lily is quite slow to pick up jokes about herself, mostly due to a lack of caring and she always finds herself entering situations without much thought, leaving her vulnerable to planning and other such events. Due to this, she often burns many bridges that would end up being helpful to her later due to her lack of awareness. On top of this, Lily is not very talented at conversation. Her answers are blunt and to the point, and lack any depth or meaning to them despite the message that she's trying to portray, and she has no real interest in prying information out of other people, making her terrible at work that requires her to talk or listen. Despite this, her level of self awareness is astounding.

Lilies motivation to become a hunter came from curiosity. She saw that hunters are some of the most gifted people on the planet and she wondered if she made the cut. She wanted to find out whether she was in that top percentile of people on the planet, or whether she was another lemming without any inherent value.

Lilies morals are based off pure Darwinism. Having been brought up in a dog eat dog environment, she sees the natural order of things as the way that the world should go, with those who are independent and able to think for themselves at the forefront, and those who are too weak to follow in the footsteps as those who should either die or find a way to become stronger. She is not inherently cruel or heartless but in her mind, this philosophy is true for the world and cannot be changed by tears.

Biography:

Lilies life has been pretty interesting. She was born at the cost of her mothers life due to a poorly executed childbirth and living in a rural region, and as a result, earned the resent of her father. Due to the death of his wife, he also committed suicide and as a result, Lily never grew up with a parental figure. She was passed from family member to family member up until the point where she was put up for adoption within the village that she lived.

She ended up being brought up into the village dojo, which had practiced the same martial art style for generations upon generations. For a frail, sickly girl like Lily, it was amazing that she was even brought into the fold. From the moment she was brought in, ever day since she could walk she was taught to fight. What surprised those at the dojo was not the amount of strength she somehow packed into the tiny body she possessed, but rather the sheer determination she displayed as a disciple.

Her training continued throughout the years, following an extremely tense regimen once she hit the age of 10. Training that would break a normal human adult was brushed aside and muscled through by a girl that weighed next to nothing. Lily ended up breaking every limit that was set in front of her and more, consistently proving those who doubted her wrong in their assumptions.

Before Lilies training had been completed, there was some concerns on who was going to be the next master of the dojo. Many of those within the Dojo supported the son of the current master, but it was clear that the majority saw Lily as the next prospect, as she had the most potential in their eyes and was currently the most powerful disciple. As a result, it was difficult for the dojo to allow her to leave but deciding that Lily was loyal to the dojo and would likely come back, that it wasn't a worry that she'd abandon the place that raised her and as a result, they allowed her to explore the world.

Around the age of 14 was when Lily finished her training From that point, she did not know what she wanted to pursue. In essence, the Dojo had dumped an incredibly strong toddler onto the plains of the world, and from this, strange things ensued. Lily had little to no idea of social customs outside of those taught within her martial arts classes and the village she was in, she knew nothing about technology or food outside of cattle. Lily fondly remembers her first encounter with sweets when she made her first purchase at the supermarket. From that point onwards, she became enfatuated with the world around her.

Every single thing that Lily did from that point onwards filled her with joy. Drinking a cup of hot chocolate, watching television, playing video games. What might seem like mundane tasks to those who have experienced it, were the equivalent of skydiving or bungee jumping every day for the girl who had not experienced modern life.

Around the age of 15, Lily ended up encountering a blast from the past when she discovered that people viewed fighting as a sport. Overjoyed, Lily decided to enlist in every fighting tournament she could find, but she was disappointed time and time again. None were strong enough to match her one on one, and this filled her with a sense of being. This was when Lily believed herself to be evolved beyond everybody else.

On her sixteenth birthday, Lily found out about the hunter exam after extensive research into a challenge that could test her theory. Figuring that if she passed it, she'd prove to herself that she was something special rather than another number, she decided to try the hunters examination, and see if she could find anone else who she would consider evolved.

Abilities:
Insane Physical Strength and Agility: Lily is an incredibly petite, small person. Despite this, she possesses the strength you'd expect to come from a behemoth or an ogre. On top of this, she's extremely fast. This is likely due to the lack of weight that she has to carry when using her strength meaning that the momentum takes her further simply from the amount of strength that she possesses. She obtained this strength through training similar to that at the Zoldyck residence. Despite this, she has very little endurance and her stamina is much lower than somebody who would normally have this strength. This power base is stronger in her legs than in her arms.

Non-threatening: Due to Lilies small figure, many people vastly underestimate her physical potential and as a result are quite surprised when they find out her actual level of strength. This gives her an edge in combat as often times she is brushed off as a little girl.

Martial Artist: Lily trained herself in a martial art similar to that of Muay Thai. Due to this in combination with her strength, it makes Lily a fearsome duellist and opponent.

Miscellaneous: Lily constantly appears as if she was insanely tired, with massive amounts of bags underneath her eyes no matter how much sleep she gets. She's incredibly addicted to candies and sugar filled goods as well. She's also an incredibly talented musician when using a flute and piano. On top of this, she's a lucid dreamer and keeps a journal of what she experiences within her own dreams.