Suika, Drunken Master Monk (http://plothook.net/RPG/profiler/view.php?id=10201)<br/><br/>(Ignore the horn.  And yes, I know it's the wrong oni :P )<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Picture</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://img189.imageshack.us/img189/4478/suikapic.png)</div></div><br/><strong>Appearance:</strong>Suika is a female human, standing at about 5'11".  She has a fit, toned build, though despite her strength, she doesn't have much for muscles.  She has long blonde hair that falls almost to her waist, generous C-cup breasts, and a slim waist.  Most of the time, she wears very little - above the waist, she only wears a red vest, worn open, with nothing underneath.  Below the waist she's a bit more modest, wearing thin red pants that are somewhat loose, enough to move freely but not get tangled or caught on anything.  Both the vest and pants have images of dragons worked in gold thread, a symbol of her temple.<br/><br/><strong>Personality:</strong>Suika was trained as a monk, and when she is sober, she is just as stoic and graceful as any of her peers.  Of course, she's almost never sober.  Instead, she is often loud, boisterous, and above all, drunk.  Despite her inebriated nature, she still seems to be well aware of what happens around her, leading some to wonder how much of her nature is real, and how much is an over-exaggerated act.  She seems to adventure not for any sort of reward (though she'll gladly take what's promised her), or for any sense of justice, but instead she's often looking for something to fight.<br/><br/><strong>Background:</strong>Suika was raised as a child at one of the eastern monasteries, learning to hone her body and mind to become a skilled fighter.  She had learned many fighting techniques, but what often seemed to work best was a constantly flowing and shifting fighting stance, leaving enemies clueless as to where she would be moving to or striking from next.  Her skill seemed to increase much more when she had some alcohol in her, which would eventually lead to her perpetual intoxicated state.  As one of her teachers often said, "she seems to get the drunken part down right, but the master part I'm not so sure of"; indeed, she would often go off looking for anyone to fight once she had enough drinks, completely abandoning the stoic nature of the monk she was supposed to be.<br/><br/>Eventually, one night after drinking enough to nearly pass out, she suddenly stormed into the temple.  She claimed to have had a vision from Masamune, the deity of rice wine, and he had commanded her to leave the monastery and explore the countryside, that her fate lay somewhere out there.  Her masters were all too eager to agree, that she should leave as soon as possible to fulfill her destiny.  Of course, none of them had the heart to tell her such a god didn't actually exist.<br/><br/>Now, several years later, she seems to have completely forgotten her initial reason for leaving.  At least most of the time - some nights, after passing out drunk, she'll wake up muttering something about Masamune, wander around town until she finds someone up to no good, clobber them, and go back to sleep.  Sometimes even ending up where she first passed out.