Post by Hoenheim Of Light [Zohi] on Aug 14, 2010 11:07:46 GMT -6
Alias: Demon Monk/Dragon Fist
Name:Zohi Tensho Renbai
Age:55?
Gender: Male
Weight:210 Lbs
Height:6'3"
Hair: bald and with a white ponytail
Eyes:beep blue
Personality: Zohi is usually very stoic, but can be emotional if the emotion is powerful enough. His anger can usually be soothed by drinking sake, or fighting, or both. He is a monk by trade, meaning he has a very devout relationship with is god, and is passionately loyal to his friends. He had two children that died due to illnesses after birth, and his wife passed away due to difficulties in her childbirth.
Physical Description: Zohi carries himself with an outward and inward respect. he holds his head high and walks with a powerful gait. his muscle are a prominent feature that anyone would notice, but his most noticeable features are the sharp piercing eyes. he usually appears angry due to his stoic nature. He wears the customary monks apparel and carries several leather bags at his waist which contain various weapons, like throwing powders and and also money. he has a sword strapped to his side but rarly draws it.
History: Zohi was born in Southwest Amestris to a father who was a Monk of the god of chaos, Demgai. his father was a renowned fighter in his town and was also a drunk of unparalleled ability. Zohi's father created a style of fighting called the "drunken dragon" that utilizes alchemy and martial arts to cause devastating damage to his opponents. his father did not teach this art to Zohi through traditional means, but rather the "survive this day of training and you can eat tomorrow" method as well as coming home and going on a rampage.
Zohi took this art to a new level making it even more deadly calling it "the dancing dragon". this martial art showed evidence of the drunken dragon style, but also had its own flavor of elegance. Zohi has taken assassination contracts and bodyguard missions and thinks nothing of killing the people who harm innocents.
Other: Zohi's Alchemy is lightening based, utilizing one array on the blade of his sword. the array takes up most of the blade so if the blade brakes he will more than likely be without alchemy unless he draws the array on another object.
--SAMPLE ROLEPLAY--
The sound of thunder echoed through the valley as Zohi fought desperately with his father. the sun was setting and they had been fighting since dawn. a savage kick to the knee almost broke his leg, but zohi used the force to spin his body around and thrust his dummy sword into his fathers face, breaking his nose in the process. zohi knew that hesitation was the fools path to the grave, so he grabbed a handful of his fathers hair and and slammed a knee into his face, further crushing his father nose. his father laughed, spraying him with blood. zohi was grabbed from behind a thrown face first into a rock, but rolled on his shoulder to take most of the force and stood up... only to be kicked directly in the face. staggering backward he couldn't see and was sure his nose was broken, he started throwing viscous attacks and didn't stop for almost five minutes. when his vision cleared he realized that he had been fighting air... his father was passed out on the ground, drunk...
Name:Zohi Tensho Renbai
Age:55?
Gender: Male
Weight:210 Lbs
Height:6'3"
Hair: bald and with a white ponytail
Eyes:beep blue
Personality: Zohi is usually very stoic, but can be emotional if the emotion is powerful enough. His anger can usually be soothed by drinking sake, or fighting, or both. He is a monk by trade, meaning he has a very devout relationship with is god, and is passionately loyal to his friends. He had two children that died due to illnesses after birth, and his wife passed away due to difficulties in her childbirth.
Physical Description: Zohi carries himself with an outward and inward respect. he holds his head high and walks with a powerful gait. his muscle are a prominent feature that anyone would notice, but his most noticeable features are the sharp piercing eyes. he usually appears angry due to his stoic nature. He wears the customary monks apparel and carries several leather bags at his waist which contain various weapons, like throwing powders and and also money. he has a sword strapped to his side but rarly draws it.
History: Zohi was born in Southwest Amestris to a father who was a Monk of the god of chaos, Demgai. his father was a renowned fighter in his town and was also a drunk of unparalleled ability. Zohi's father created a style of fighting called the "drunken dragon" that utilizes alchemy and martial arts to cause devastating damage to his opponents. his father did not teach this art to Zohi through traditional means, but rather the "survive this day of training and you can eat tomorrow" method as well as coming home and going on a rampage.
Zohi took this art to a new level making it even more deadly calling it "the dancing dragon". this martial art showed evidence of the drunken dragon style, but also had its own flavor of elegance. Zohi has taken assassination contracts and bodyguard missions and thinks nothing of killing the people who harm innocents.
Other: Zohi's Alchemy is lightening based, utilizing one array on the blade of his sword. the array takes up most of the blade so if the blade brakes he will more than likely be without alchemy unless he draws the array on another object.
--SAMPLE ROLEPLAY--
The sound of thunder echoed through the valley as Zohi fought desperately with his father. the sun was setting and they had been fighting since dawn. a savage kick to the knee almost broke his leg, but zohi used the force to spin his body around and thrust his dummy sword into his fathers face, breaking his nose in the process. zohi knew that hesitation was the fools path to the grave, so he grabbed a handful of his fathers hair and and slammed a knee into his face, further crushing his father nose. his father laughed, spraying him with blood. zohi was grabbed from behind a thrown face first into a rock, but rolled on his shoulder to take most of the force and stood up... only to be kicked directly in the face. staggering backward he couldn't see and was sure his nose was broken, he started throwing viscous attacks and didn't stop for almost five minutes. when his vision cleared he realized that he had been fighting air... his father was passed out on the ground, drunk...