<strong>Name:</strong>Mirumoto Ichirou<br/><strong>School:</strong>Mirumoto Bushi School<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Appearance</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div align="center">(http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Sba0HrEss_M/TS-3wrE9a2I/AAAAAAAAABg/NY-jcnEYiUQ/s1600/handsome_bae_yong_joon.jpg)</div></div></div><br/><strong>Rings:</strong>Air 2 [Reflexes 3], Earth 3, Fire 2 [Agility 3], Water 2, Void 2<br/><br/><strong>Skills:</strong>Athletics 1, Defense 2, Iaijitsu 3, Kenjutsu (Katana) 3, Kyujutsu 1, Investigation (Notice) 2, Lore: Shugenja 1, Lore: Theology 1, Meditation 1, Perform: Samisen 1, Sincerity 1<br/><br/><strong>Advantages:</strong>Wary<br/><strong>Disadvantages:</strong>Cursed by the Realm: Gaki-do, Sworn Enemy<br/><br/><strong>Honor:</strong>4.5<br/><strong>Status:</strong>1.0<br/><strong>Glory:</strong>1.0<br/><strong>Insight:</strong>127<br/><strong>Insight Rank:</strong>1<br/><br/><strong>Equipment:</strong>Light Armor, Sturdy Clothing, Daisho, Yumi & arrows, Traveling Pack, 5 koku<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Character History &amp; Background</div><div class="spoiler_body">Ichirou walked through the graveyard, his steps heavy in the night.  Under normal circumstances, he would not be here, he would not be stepping through this land of the dead.  But tonight was not normal at all.  He was on the trail of someone he had been searching for some time, and fitting that it would be here that Ichirou would find the man.  In truth, Ichirou wished that the trail was more elusive, or that his quarry had decided to completely disappeared, rather than create a path of clues that lead to this meeting.  But his duty to his lord was clear, and Ichirou knew that the pain he felt was second to his lords.<br/><br/>The man he sought was standing between two grave stones, his hands resting disrespectfully on top of them.  It was as if he was lounging beside the dead, his posture arrogant and bold considering who the man would be facing tonight.  Perhaps he had a right to it, Ichirou reflected bitterly.  The man knew he would be facing someone who's heart wasn't entirely focused in the endeavor.  That alone could be something that could be seized and made use of.  Uncomfortable silence settled in when Ichirou was a few paces away from the man.<br/><br/>"You came armed," the man said finally, breaking the silence.<br/><br/>"I would have disarmed myself, but a samurai without arms is useless to his lord," Ichirou joked.<br/><br/>"Spare me your poor sense of humor!"<br/><br/>"I would wish to spare you many things, Daiichi, but poor sense is something you and I share.  Turn away from this path, seek redemption.  What you do is dishonorable and a disgrace to our lord."<br/><br/>Daiichi hissed, "Redemption!  Fool, you speak of seeking redemption at the blade of a wakazashi.  You would ask your own brother to spill his blood in front of your lord?"<br/><br/>"Yes elder brother," Ichirou nodded.  "I would rather you commit seppuku, and die with some honor redeemed, than have me spill the blood of kin and have you die with dishonor."<br/><br/>Snarling, Daiichi lifted his arms from the gravestones, pointing an accusing finger at his younger brother, "Honor.  Honor found from your precious Bushido.  The chains that had bound the both of us, but now only bind you for I found the wisdom to throw down my shackles.  And now you ask I die a prisoner after finding freedom?  You fool!"<br/><br/>"Fool indeed, in hoping that you see reason.  But how could I not, for-" Ichirou whirled around, his swords drawn in a flash of steel, lashing out to behead the zombie that was lurching behind him.  "Any slower and your minion would be dead."<br/><br/>"And still you jest?"  Daiichi fumed.<br/><br/>"Rather than cry or rage, I would laugh instead.  Laughter is armor, laughter is healing.  Though I will not laugh about this for some time I suspect.  Time to meet your end brother."<br/><br/>"The end is yours!"<br/>It was now that Ichirou realized where the arrogance and boldness of his brother's posture stemmed from.  It was not, as he had guessed, from knowing his reluctance to cut down his older brother.  And if he had not been so self-absorbed in his own miseries, he would have noticed the tell-tale signs of upturned earth in the graves around him.  Undead hands reached out, pulling themselves from the ground, clawing their way out, even as more shambled their way towards him.  Seeing Daiichi run, Ichirou charged right after him, evading the hands that tried to grip him.  One such hand nearly held him, and Ichirou severed the hand from the wrist with a flash of his katana.<br/><br/>Though he had started ahead of him, and although Ichirou had obstacles in his path, Daiichi was soon caught up to when he took a spill from uneven cobbles and pitched forward.  Scrabbling onto his hands and knees, he whirled around to face his younger brother, holding out his hands pleadingly.<br/>"Spare me brother!  Mercy please!"<br/>Ichirou hesitated.  And that was enough.  Hands behind him grabbed a hold of him and pitched him backwards, causing him to land with a heavy grunt.  He righted himself as quickly as possible, but it was too late.  His brother was already fleeing and he was left surrounded by undead.<br/><br/><div align="center">-Some time later-</div><br/>Ichirou lay in bed, still recovering from his wounds.  He had managed to fight clear of the undead, long enough to be rescued by his lord's men.  The sound of footsteps approaching forced him to right himself, wincing from his injuries.  He quickly masked his pain when he saw who had entered.<br/><br/>"My lord."<br/><br/>His lord regarded him coolly, "You recover."<br/><br/>"I do not.  I have failed in my duty, and there is no recovery from that shame.  To atone for my failure, I must commit seppuku."<br/><br/>"No, you will not," his lord answered.  "It does not serve me so."<br/><br/>"In a moment of weakness, I let my brother escape, to continue his shame deeds.  I am unfit to fulfill my duties as samurai.  Let my death restore some honor."<br/><br/>"No."<br/><br/>"Then I beg of you a reason, so that I may see your wisdom."<br/><br/>His lord pierced him with his gaze, "I have already lost one son, I will not lose another."<br/><br/>Shamed, Ichirou looked downwards, bowing to his lord, "Then what am I do to?"<br/><br/>"As you said, you are unfit as you are.  You will go and serve in the imperial legions, and acquire worth.  When you have, then you will return."<br/><br/>"You would cast me out?" Ichirou blurted as he looked up at his lord, eyes widening before he looked back down again.  "I shame myself further.  My apologies."<br/><br/>Nothing was said, not even as his lord left to exit the room.  Except there was a pause of motion at the door.<br/><br/>"Acquire worth soon," his father said before exiting.</div></div><br/><strong>Experience Spent:</strong>Willpower 2->3 12xp, Reflexes 2->3 12xp, Defense 1->2 2xp, Iaijutsu 1->3 5xp, Kenjutsu 1->3 5xp, Investigation 2 3xp, Notice emphasis 2xp, Athletics 1 1xp, Sincerity 1 1xp, Sworn Enemy -3xp, Wary 3xp, Cursed by the Realm: Gaki-do -4xp, Kyujutsu 1 1xp