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Name: Ryoma
Nickname: The Red Iron Samurai, The Red Iron Demon, The Red Iron Lobster
Gender: Male
Age: 36
Clan: None
Looks: Ryoma sports a spiky, long brown faded haircut that slowly becomes red the further down it goes; reaches as far down to his waist and two bangs running down from both sides of his face ending at his cheeks. A mask-less bright red head visor can be seen proudly displayed upon his face wrapping around beginning at the top of his forehead shifting to the jaw then ending at the chin. On the top of the red visor has four spikes, two on each side of the visor, one roundabout on the top with a gold trim design, and then ends with a spiked chin horn. His armor as a whole is made with red stained steel plated armor with gold trim and white, gold trimmed, white cloth that wraps around the whole armor; sporting a glorious white long coat, white shinobi pants, and a white wraparound belt (triple folded).
Personality: A born leader within the Land of Iron, Ryoma cuts a figure of calm collectedness, keenly scrupulous as he rigorously analyses the innumerable situations that he finds himself mired in before finalizing any decisions. This greatly contributes to this aura of charisma and wisdom that he is known to exude, one that sees many turning to him for his sagely advice in his support conversations. Adept in the art of war, this, combined with his shrewd sense of insight and intelligence and his once mained position within the Samurai, Further complementing his astute skill as a battle tactician is that of his skill with the sword
Nickname: The Red Iron Samurai, The Red Iron Demon, The Red Iron Lobster
Gender: Male
Age: 36
Clan: None
Looks: Ryoma sports a spiky, long brown faded haircut that slowly becomes red the further down it goes; reaches as far down to his waist and two bangs running down from both sides of his face ending at his cheeks. A mask-less bright red head visor can be seen proudly displayed upon his face wrapping around beginning at the top of his forehead shifting to the jaw then ending at the chin. On the top of the red visor has four spikes, two on each side of the visor, one roundabout on the top with a gold trim design, and then ends with a spiked chin horn. His armor as a whole is made with red stained steel plated armor with gold trim and white, gold trimmed, white cloth that wraps around the whole armor; sporting a glorious white long coat, white shinobi pants, and a white wraparound belt (triple folded).
Personality: A born leader within the Land of Iron, Ryoma cuts a figure of calm collectedness, keenly scrupulous as he rigorously analyses the innumerable situations that he finds himself mired in before finalizing any decisions. This greatly contributes to this aura of charisma and wisdom that he is known to exude, one that sees many turning to him for his sagely advice in his support conversations. Adept in the art of war, this, combined with his shrewd sense of insight and intelligence and his once mained position within the Samurai, Further complementing his astute skill as a battle tactician is that of his skill with the sword
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Village of Birth: The Land of Iron
Village of Alliance: The Land of Iron
Village of Alliance: The Land of Iron
Rank | Chakra Information
Rank: S-Jounin
Health: 700
Chakra: 700
Elements
Lightning release
Fire release
Water release
Ninjutsu
Ninjutsu
Kenjutsu
Taijutsu
Equipment: Fuma Shuriken, Wakizashi (wood finish), Regular Shurikens
Background Information Health: 700
Chakra: 700
Elements
Lightning release
Fire release
Water release
Ninjutsu
Ninjutsu
Kenjutsu
Taijutsu
Equipment: Fuma Shuriken, Wakizashi (wood finish), Regular Shurikens
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Ryoma was born in the snowy lands of Iron upon a mountain within view-able distance of the three wolves mountain, residing within a small district on the outskirts of the unnamed bridge. The small district would soon crumble upon itself due to old aged wood mained structure establishment that was ignorantly have been constructed 200 years ago but unknowingly would thrust everyone living within the area into homelessness 5 years after the birth of Ryoma sadly leading to over 70 deaths of a max population of 100. Slowly the family of Ryoma died off due to not being able to salvage enough food or resources, it took only up to a year till Ryoma realized he was alone in the snowy outskirts of Iron, however, bad days don't last forever for a lone Samurai came to the rescue of Ryoma, wearing all white armor and helmet he bent over, greeting the young boy that would be barely clinging upon the fine line of life.
'' Lets find you a home shall we'' He whispered whilst taking off his helmet displaying his long black hair, parted two ways far from his face yet simultaneously hiding it with the reflection of the moon. The strange Samurai took him towards his refuge, Ryoma due to the overwhelming cold had passed out during the travel. As Ryoma awoke the strange man greeted him once again, ''Good morning,'' a ironic gesture as it was still night time, ''What is this place'' the young Ryoma expressed curiosity, what was this place truly? A campsite? A small bonfire sparked a few inches away from his face, alighting the star filled dark sky.
''This place is called campsite, A'' another samurai built man echoed to the left of Ryoma, sitting upon a old log clearly planted perfectly there, man made, for the sole purpose of a chair. The man had orange hair, long similar to the other Samurai but was tied in a bun. ''Campsite, A?'' Ryoma asked with further curiosity, ''Yeah'' a simple answer from the man sitting on the log across from Ryoma, slowly reaching back into his pouch the man pulls out a well-worn Konoha headband to show to the kid. ''We were ambushed along the way back from a mission, most of us survived but the boss thought it would be a good idea to steal some Samurai gear, for camouflage you see.'' The man on the log explained yet with a nervous gesture turns away from the boy to notice someone unfamiliar standing right behind him. ''Camouflage huh?'' The person mentioned in question before springing into action so swiftly the man on the log was unable to react causing his death by a kunai to the back. Without notice the whole campsite was surrounded by Konoha Anbu, without hesitation the whole group threw kunai at all directions towards the strange man and Ryoma, however, that is all that is known of that day for Ryoma closed his eyes and the next time he opened them it was in a clinic inside the walls of Iron, clinching a Konoha headband in one hand and grasping the covers of the clinic bed with the other in terrified belief.
''I'm not dead yet, boy'' a man could be heard saying before the clinic door opened to Ryoma's room, shocked at the belief of seeing the fact that the strange man who saved him what would seem to be a few days ago was still alive, nevertheless, it was a sudden spark of joy, clearly displayed gloriously upon his face, both of their faces. Now sporting a eye patch, and a scar above his cheek though now wearing a typical Samurai yukata not even colored with anything special, pure white as tradition. ''Lets go, kid'' a serious face expressed by the strange man, Ryoma, yelling for attention ''I don't even know your name!'' a slight pause quickly filled the room, ''You don't need to'' the strange man replied before walking out, Ryoma shortly after following him towards the mountain top where he was born, to train till the age of 20 where he soon went into the Samurai armies led by Mifune. Ryoma quickly displaying his prowess with a sword and ninja tools by defeating most of the armies during trial, no matter the person, no matter the position they held. The beautiful display of combat shown during the trial Ryoma was forced to do before joining the army under Mifune was such a grand show that he was then rewarded with his armor, red, white, and gold with 4 horns, above any other horned helmet in his armies... The strange man would then fade into solitude not to be seen by Ryoma in recent memory.
Others '' Lets find you a home shall we'' He whispered whilst taking off his helmet displaying his long black hair, parted two ways far from his face yet simultaneously hiding it with the reflection of the moon. The strange Samurai took him towards his refuge, Ryoma due to the overwhelming cold had passed out during the travel. As Ryoma awoke the strange man greeted him once again, ''Good morning,'' a ironic gesture as it was still night time, ''What is this place'' the young Ryoma expressed curiosity, what was this place truly? A campsite? A small bonfire sparked a few inches away from his face, alighting the star filled dark sky.
''This place is called campsite, A'' another samurai built man echoed to the left of Ryoma, sitting upon a old log clearly planted perfectly there, man made, for the sole purpose of a chair. The man had orange hair, long similar to the other Samurai but was tied in a bun. ''Campsite, A?'' Ryoma asked with further curiosity, ''Yeah'' a simple answer from the man sitting on the log across from Ryoma, slowly reaching back into his pouch the man pulls out a well-worn Konoha headband to show to the kid. ''We were ambushed along the way back from a mission, most of us survived but the boss thought it would be a good idea to steal some Samurai gear, for camouflage you see.'' The man on the log explained yet with a nervous gesture turns away from the boy to notice someone unfamiliar standing right behind him. ''Camouflage huh?'' The person mentioned in question before springing into action so swiftly the man on the log was unable to react causing his death by a kunai to the back. Without notice the whole campsite was surrounded by Konoha Anbu, without hesitation the whole group threw kunai at all directions towards the strange man and Ryoma, however, that is all that is known of that day for Ryoma closed his eyes and the next time he opened them it was in a clinic inside the walls of Iron, clinching a Konoha headband in one hand and grasping the covers of the clinic bed with the other in terrified belief.
''I'm not dead yet, boy'' a man could be heard saying before the clinic door opened to Ryoma's room, shocked at the belief of seeing the fact that the strange man who saved him what would seem to be a few days ago was still alive, nevertheless, it was a sudden spark of joy, clearly displayed gloriously upon his face, both of their faces. Now sporting a eye patch, and a scar above his cheek though now wearing a typical Samurai yukata not even colored with anything special, pure white as tradition. ''Lets go, kid'' a serious face expressed by the strange man, Ryoma, yelling for attention ''I don't even know your name!'' a slight pause quickly filled the room, ''You don't need to'' the strange man replied before walking out, Ryoma shortly after following him towards the mountain top where he was born, to train till the age of 20 where he soon went into the Samurai armies led by Mifune. Ryoma quickly displaying his prowess with a sword and ninja tools by defeating most of the armies during trial, no matter the person, no matter the position they held. The beautiful display of combat shown during the trial Ryoma was forced to do before joining the army under Mifune was such a grand show that he was then rewarded with his armor, red, white, and gold with 4 horns, above any other horned helmet in his armies... The strange man would then fade into solitude not to be seen by Ryoma in recent memory.
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