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-Often carries a long sword -Even though he seems slim, he is very strong
Personality: he isn't much of a talker, and he never smiles. His laughter is never once heard and even if he were to smile, the mask would cover it and the emotionless eyes would disguise it. He is very tactical and hates to lose. Seishi is one of those people who likes to keep his allies close and his enemy even closer...
Sexuality: He never really shows an interest in anyone, but i guess he would be bisexual since he views all humans the same.
Likes: this may be odd, but Seishi really enjoys climbing and is quite an expert at it. He also likes listening to his victims scream until their deaths but.... That's just normal for him. He also has an affinity of spicy foods.
Dislikes: for one, Seishi strongly despises losing, and hates being a puppet. If you try and minipulate him or tell him to do something... It gets nasty. Seishi also greatly hates singing, thinking screams are more beautiful.
Other: -carries a long sword -wears a mask over his mouth to conceal what his face looks like -wears an eye patch to hide his red eye, which has a prominent scar over it -likes spicy food -hates sweets -favorite animal is a panther -is really strong. How strong you may ask? Let's just say he could beat three Zedges in an arm wrestle if they all work together, but he has a trick to it. -he somewhat enjoys sleeping in trees -his hobbies are sharpening his sword, and strolling in a forest, looking for something to kill -can shapeshift into a large, black wolf that has unique abilities
Scenarios;
1: (midevil times) You have quite the large bounty to catch a certain bandit by the name of Seishi. Apparently he had murdered a wealthy man and stole all his riches. You were sent to eradicate him. You were heading through the woods when you hear a rustle in the trees above. When you look your target drops from the tree and as fast as lighting slashes at you. You just barely dodge, but the sword hooks your clothes, severing it from your torso.
