[hider=The Blacksmith]
[b]Name:[/b] [i]Yasunami Akitsugu[/i]
[b]Age:[/b] [i]23[/i]
[b]Gender:[/b] [i]Male[/i]
[b]Race:[/b] [i]Human[/i]

[hider=Appearance:]
[img]https://i.imgur.com/jAUl1Ba.jpg[/img]

[i]Height:[/i] 5' 8" / 173 cm
[i]Eye Color:[/i] Light brown/amber
[i]Hair Color:[/i] Red

[b]Description:[/b]
Akitsugu has wide shoulders, but still has that youthful litheness of a man who hasn't quite grown into his bulk yet. His hair seems naturally unkept, though he keeps it quite clean, and likewise he maintains a neat and clean-shaven countenance. Most of the clothes he currently owns don't look like they're suited for outdoor labor, but he doesn't seem to have a problem tying up his sleeves and girding his robes. He bears all the signs of athletic training, but from how little he moves one wonders how he could've ever built that muscle. He often appears deep in thought, looking down at the ground or up at the ceilings, and has a habit of turning away from people to do other tasks even if he's genuinely interested in what they're saying, or speaking directly to them. [/hider]
[b]Personality:[/b]
[i]Akitsugu is the type that gets an idea and can't stop working on it until they've figured out all the nitty gritty details. However, anyone else who looked at his workspace would see "orderly chaos," and God help you if you move something out of place. 

When complimented, he becomes flustered and nervous; but no matter how biting the criticism he always seems to let it roll off his back. He clearly hates asking anyone for help, but will give his own freely whenever it's requested. However, one should beware being too specific, or not specific enough. If you ask him to dig a hole but don't tell him how deep, you'll soon need a ladder to get him out. 

He's quite morally upright in terms of his values, but also very respectful of privacy and doesn't abide gossip. He doesn't have any inkling of desire to "police" others' behavior, save in instances where they're clearly overstepping their bounds or committing some direct offense towards another. He's quick to jump to the defense of children.

He likes savory foods over sweets, meat over bread, and bitter tea rather than coffee or milk. His tastes in music are soft and melodious, favoring wind instruments over drums or strings. He dislikes people that interrupt others, but also people who talk to much.[/i]

[b][i]Quirks:[/i][/b]
[list][*]If confronted or questioned, he gives away any insecurity by over-explaining.
[*]He will mutter, scribble on a napkin, or leave himself various "clues" to organize his thoughts.
[*]Sometimes he writes secret poetry.[/list]

[b]Brief History:[/b]
[i]Akitsugu hasn't been the most forthcoming about his past. His family, the Yasunami Clan, live in a nation far from The Hamlet, and seem to be some form of nobility or knighthood. However, they were apparently not happy with Akitsugu's desire to become a blacksmith for some reason. It's not clear whether he was forced out or left on his own, but before he departed he stole a rare and valuable heirloom from the family vault: a blade named Miyusahime.

He traveled for some time, rarely stopping until after his supplies ran out. He began to do hard labor for coin, but many villages were rightly suspicious about a lone, foreign wanderer with a sword. Sometimes, they thought it even more suspicious that Akitsugu asked for work that didn't involve using said sword. Whether because he couldn't find enough friendly faces, or wanted to get further from his family's reach, or for some other purpose, he just kept walking...until he heard a new voice Calling him. It rang in his ears, like a hammer on hot steel. 

He had been walking a long disused, rocky trail, said to lead to a mine now abandoned, when he came across the hamlet. Again, he heard the ringing, but now it was different. Direct. Perhaps...perhaps this was to be the place, then. A place where he could finally settle down, and get to some real work.[/i]

[center][b][h3]-- Skills/Spells, Stats & Items ---[/h3][/b][/center]

[b]Occupation:[/b] [i]Blacksmith[/i]

[b]Social Status:[/b] [i]Foreigner[/i]

[b]Skills:[/b]
[list][*][b]Swordsmanship (Expert):[/b] Can wield swords for a variety of techniques up to Expert level.
[*][b]Jujutsu (Adept):[/b] Unarmed combat suited to throwing, disarming, and grappling up to the Adept level.
[*][b]Blacksmithing (Apprentice):[/b] Knows how to smelt and process basic metals, and make simple tools/objects such as hammer and axe heads, ploughshares, nails, etc. The quality is only up to Apprentice level.[/list]

[b]Equipment:[/b]
[hider=MIYUSAHIME]
In Akitsugu's homeland, there is a belief that the most skilled craftsmen imbue spiritual power into their creations, and also that as objects age they accumulate spiritual power of their own. The Yasunami Clan is an old bloodline, and Miyusahime is an old sword. Yet the blade's "power" has nothing to do with how well the edge cuts, nor how it channels any kind of supernatural spell or ability.

"Eugh! Your hands are cold! Hey, are you sure that choji oil is fresh?!"

Basically, she talks. More specifically, Miyusahime can somehow speak, hear, and--within only a short distance of herself--perceive her surroundings as a human would. And unfortunately, she has an attitude to go with it.

Otherwise, she is a "normal," albeit absolutely beautiful sword. Her hamon pattern appears like dappled sand dunes, uneven in height yet smoothly flowing down the blade. Her sheen is such that, if tilted just right in the light, she scatters rainbows against the walls. The silvery, mirror-like surface of her steel is unblemished, and her tsuba is of finely wrought and embossed gold depicting a dragon curling over itself. Ivory white rayskin wraps her hilt first, then a criss-crossing black cord, which threads into the gold, rounded pommel at its end. Her scabbard is lacquered in a glossy, midnight blue with more vibrant slashes of white-froth-tipped, watery waves--like the ocean's surface on a dark night.[/hider] 
[list][*] Tarnished Copper Hatchet
[*]Iron Smith's Hammer
[*]Simple Hunting Bow
[*]Simple Backpack[/list]

[b]Spells:[/b]
None known yet

[b][h3][center]--- My House ---[/center][/h3][/b]

[b][u]Until the RP actually starts and you guys get a feel for what the village looks and feels like, please leave this section alone.[/u][/b]

[b]Location:[/b] [i]Where in, or outsde, the village is your home located.[/i]
[b]Type:[/b] [i]Is it just a residence? SOme kind of shop? A facility of some kind?[/i]
[b]Floors:[/b] [i]Is it a single or multi-storey building?[/i]

[b]Description:[/b]
[i]Here you can describe the out and inside of yoour building, along with any special or notewrothy aspects of it. If you're feeling articularly creative, you could even include a floor-plan for others to look at, if you're into the artsy drawing biz.[/i][/hider]