I rather came up with the creation of Tane here a tid ago ^>^' but twas during the case with my computer systems virus so rather lost track of her. But anyway here she tis, for the moment lol you shall understand in do course. But like with my star wars personifications picture storys, Tane shall have her own, thankfully shorter, story for each crafts to come ^>^ perhaps no more then five or six but such aside the first.
-Tanes story, start-
Tane was not something to grand, she was expected to be a polite little lady like her mother, but she wished to follow her own path much like the tales of her father, who was a rather known samurai. The task was not easy at first, it took much of her firey nature to convince him to accept her past the thought weakness of her gender, even more to teach her in the art of swordplay and honnor of the samurai. But success was something she strived for, even in her youth.
Now a young adult women, she was trying to find her way, the choice to serve a lord was thought normal for her kind, but she had seen how some royals could be anything but noble. She began to wonder, looking for someone she could deem worthy to be called her lord and master to faithfully serve till her last breath. One such day she had heard rumors of a town plagued by monsters, unwilling to simply let such stand, the headstrong samurai women made her way to the land, only to find most of the town now burnt to the bare ashes of its former glory. She could not help but cough and gag upon the smell within the air, it must not have been to long for the ash and dirt within the blazes to still remain in the air.
The chance to keep life standing and to strike down the wicked monsters with her blade, the last gift of her father lost to her, the samurai women began to wonder again, trying to clear the acursed taste of death from her mouth and breath.
If only she knew the dread that she now faced from such a short visit..
-Tanes story, start-
Tane was not something to grand, she was expected to be a polite little lady like her mother, but she wished to follow her own path much like the tales of her father, who was a rather known samurai. The task was not easy at first, it took much of her firey nature to convince him to accept her past the thought weakness of her gender, even more to teach her in the art of swordplay and honnor of the samurai. But success was something she strived for, even in her youth.
Now a young adult women, she was trying to find her way, the choice to serve a lord was thought normal for her kind, but she had seen how some royals could be anything but noble. She began to wonder, looking for someone she could deem worthy to be called her lord and master to faithfully serve till her last breath. One such day she had heard rumors of a town plagued by monsters, unwilling to simply let such stand, the headstrong samurai women made her way to the land, only to find most of the town now burnt to the bare ashes of its former glory. She could not help but cough and gag upon the smell within the air, it must not have been to long for the ash and dirt within the blazes to still remain in the air.
The chance to keep life standing and to strike down the wicked monsters with her blade, the last gift of her father lost to her, the samurai women began to wonder again, trying to clear the acursed taste of death from her mouth and breath.
If only she knew the dread that she now faced from such a short visit..
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