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Name: Yamato Tetsuo
Side: Dark
Race: Human
Age: 29
Appearance: ????
Special Skill: Not sure yet. Either assassination-related stuff, or maybe something information/control related.
History: The legend goes that his ancestor had sworn loyalty to the demon lord at the time of the final clash between the two sides, commanded a contigent of human forces, and was one of the few Dark-side humans to survive said battle. Not to survive it voluntarily, mind you. He was defeated in combat, wounded, left for dead in the Light side's last charge. He came to hours later, aching, wounded horribly, his side defeated, his honor sullied. He had let his side be defeated, had fallen, had failed his lord. Tetsuo's ancestor had been a very fanatical man, very devoted to a cause, and this cause had been, in his eyes, worthy. And so, there it should have ended. His blade had still lain where it had dropped from his fingers and, with some effort, his ancestor had grasped, stood, swung it around until it was pointed at him... paused for a moment, trembled, felt regret, such regret, fear and then determination. The thought that filled his mind as he threw himself on the blade was that, even if his lord was dead, his honor would be saved.
Only it wasn't. The blade shattered, and in the light of the setting sun, the first few rays of moonlight, the fires of the last few torches, reflected in the shards of the blade, his ancestor had seen... something. Something that made him change his mind. Sign? Omen? It was unknown. But he turned from suicide, and knew, knew, that he had to survive, be ready. His lord would return, he had to be ready. Fragments of steel littered the bloodstained ground around him as he turned away, wept at a broken lord, a broken blade. And broken honor too. Because his sword had broken, when his lord had touched him through the failing light and the rising shadows, he hadn't been forgiven. He'd been called, but not forgiven. And he had to answer that call, no matter the cost. Even if it cost him his honor. So he abandoned his name, started going by Yamato, founded a dynasty.
A dynasty wreathed in shadows, that never used swords, that had no honor. But powerful nonetheless, adept at leading, at making deals. They gathered strength, out of sight. One son a generation, each father teaching his heir what had to be done, and how to do it. The line was without honor, their honor had been replaced by devotion to their Lord. If their ancestor had been fanatical, they had ten times his devotion, because honorlessness had festered and their line's shame had been passed on with the family history, and the teachings. So goes the legend. Mostly true, too.
And thus Tetsuo lived, fanatical, in the shadows, learning, first from his teachers, then from his father, then from the world itself, fighting his own, dark battles, gaining power where he could, applying what he knew. No troops to call his own, no sword to fight his battles with, but intigue and betrayal worked perfectly well, strategy and deception replaced fortitude and morale, and daggers could pierce what swords could not. Dark battles, fought in the name of being ready, being prepared. And then, when spies started arriving, and word started coming that a great evil had descended upon the land, a king of demons...
Tetsuo rejoiced. They were honorless. But
goddanm, they were prepared.
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I'm thinking, could I replace his personal techniques with the ability to call upon his Dynasty's resources? Or could I try to combine the two? What would you allow?
And yeah, there you have it. Chaotic evil, except for in respect to his lord, where he's so lawful, a Paladin would tell him to chill. Fanatic to the point of being insane, but very good at strategy (I'm thinking of having him write the in-game equivalent of "The Art of War") and very, very devious and deceptive.
Does that work?