<div class="floatright">(http://i610.photobucket.com/albums/tt183/GhostwheelX/Misc/e0bd24d63c4e38ea2c4bc471da974df1_zps1608dc2c.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Makoto Kaijitsu (https://drive.google.com/file/d/0B3em24T2jq9bQ3MtN2dIdTlURG8/edit?usp=sharing)<br/><br/><strong>Class:</strong>Arcanist<br/><br/><strong>Race:</strong>Half-elf<br/><br/>It was a number of years ago, far before the Kaijitsu family was decimated to only two members, that Makoto was welcomed into their fold. A boy then, now grown into a man, the child had always been inquisitive and impetuous, sometimes to a fault after his parents had died in one of the few plagues that would sweep the land at times. Having invited him to their house at times, they had grown fond of the boy, and when he had been left orphaned they had taken them in and seen to his care, giving him his new name as he was reborn into their family. It was some time later that Ameiko had left Sandpoint to go adventuring which left Makoto with to tend for the house after she had gone. During that time he had found a cache of magical writings, and become entirely invested within their dusty pages.<br/><br/>When Ameiko came back, he had transformed; the shock of black hair that had fountained from his head had turned white from the magical experiments he had undertaken in her absence, and his flesh had grown pale as marble from the lack of sun. Still, he greeted her warmly, for he still remembered her. Even now he still helps her at times at the Rusty Dragon when she needs an extra hand, though he far prefers to play with his blossoming magic and practice that art over interacting with others and socializing in general.<br/><br/>Of Ameiko's friends, he's always had a bit of a crush on Shalelu, admiring her fit, lithe body and her independence, while feeling little but distaste for Sandru, whom he sees as little more than a ruffian who's trying to get into Ameiko's pants, and despite being the "little" brother, he still feels protective towards Ameiko to the point where his dislike for Sandru has perhaps grown into something even deeper. Still, out of respect for Ameiko, he rarely, if ever, voices his opinion, keeping it locked deeply inside himself where he lets it fester for a time.