Utceforp wrote:New Neros wrote:Name: Enu Rasa
Age: 23
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Appearance :(Image)
Mage?: No
Bio:Born to vagrants and beggars, Enu Rasa was raised on the streets of Varum, capital of the Empire of Tashar. Her father was a soldier felled in battle, and her mother a local lunatic who shouted nonsense at inanimate objects, so she was often found in the company of other orphans and at some point in her childhood, simply stopped seeing her mother all together. Enu was tough, though, and fought with boys and girls alike for scraps of food when it came to the alleyways and sidestreets, becoming known as a fierce glutton. Everything changed, however, when the young girl found a broken, rusty short-sword while digging through the garbage.
She and the blade were inseparable, the trash of some traveling soldier becoming her prized possession. She was often to draw it and use it to intimidate others, steal the food she wanted and get the things she had felt she so rightfully deserved, yet the weapon remained unstained by her hands for quite some time. Never having drawn blood or taken a life, Enu was eventually put on the spot by three older teens when she was but ten years old. Armed with bats and chains, they wanted compensation for Enu's intimidation tactics, and of course, a street urchin has nothing to offer but attitude and spit. She drew her sword and gave them a chance to turn and walk away, but they knew she wasn't about using her weapon.
But they were wrong this time, and it cost the trio dearly as Enu closed her eyes and charged, yelling at the top of her lungs and plunging her weapon into the stomach of one of the boys, taking and lifting him off of his feet and planting him on his ass, a gaping wound in his chest that poured blood. Withdrawing her sword from the teen who would soon become a carcass, Enu turned and swung like a rabid animal at the other two, liberating one of their hand and missing the last remaining member entirely. Rightfully, the two bolted and left their friend to perish, drowning in his own blood in a few agonizing moments. A passing beggar witnessed the encounter, and approached Rasa.
"Fourth Precept," The woman began, "Breathing is very important! Is the violent breath of life in you not hot? Exhale! Exult!" The words were strange to Rasa, who had raised her blade to protect herself from this interloper. "Second Precept, Your stance must be wide. You must not be spare with the fluidity of your wrists or shoulders. You must have grip on the handle that is loose and unstrained. I heard it said you must be tender with your sword grip, as though with a lover. This is patently false. A sword is not your lover. It is a hideous tool for separating men from their vital fluids." Enu lowered her sword slightly and loosened her grip, finding it more comfortable holding the weapon without her rigid clasp. The beggar smiled slightly, and turned to walk away from the scene.
"When you are of sound mind and body, find me the Rakshata Wilderness. I will teach you how to use that despicable instrument to annihilate Gods." When the beggar had left entirely, Enu Rasa remained with the dead body for a time, pondering on what to do. She figured she must train and prepare herself, but first needed to leave the crime scene before her murder could be discovered. No one came for the boy, his murder was never investigated, his body was left to rot and be eaten by stray animals, such was the life of the downtrodden of Varum. For the next three years, Enu Rasa trained her body and practiced her weapon, stealing a few books and manuals on how to properly use a blade, as well as how to condition your body. She was unable to read at first, but slowly learned the meaning of the symbols that became letters and eventually words, sentences, and such.
On the day of her thirteenth birthday, Enu arrived by merchant cart to the Rakshata Wilderness as instructed, running from the cart as she was unable to pay her fare. The merchant gave a yell and shouted curses, but dared not chase after an unruly teen girl into one of the most dangerous wildernesses on the continent. Though she seemed lost after a while, the girl had some idea of how to survive in harsh terrain from the manuals she had read. She brought nothing but her clothes and her sword, yet the large swathes of uncharted forest was quite the monster to behold, and how Enu planned to find the beggar woman in such a woodland maze was beyond her.
It crossed her mind several times that the beggar could have been like her mom, shouting nonsense and bumbling like a fool, but she was determined to see this adventure through, and honestly, anything was better than the life she was leaving behind. Finding a small encampment of bandits and outlaws by chance, Enu Rasa walked into the lions' den with confidence, not overbearing, but enough to hold her own. Stared down by the outcasts of stable society and deserters from battle, Enu asked if there lived a master swordswoman in the expansive wilderness.
"Au Vidal." One highwayman replied, "She lives in a hut several miles upstream, swinging her blade at imaginary foes, eating bugs and drinking water directly from the river. I would call her insane," He explained, showing a grave and serious look on his scarred and battle-born face, "But I have personally seen her battle ten thousand men completely naked. Except her sword, of course." Enu thanked the man for the directions and promptly exited the camp in the direction of the river he had mentioned, finding it after a few minutes travel, and then spending the rest of the afternoon travelling upstream to find the lonely hut of Au Vidal, Sword Saint.
Her first glimpse of her new master was that of a stark nude woman holding a straight sword in knee-deep water, staring off in the distance for some time. Rather than interrupt, Enu stayed by the waters' edge and observed, watching as Au folded her arm up and swung it down rapidly, a white aura encasing her blade, her strike reaching out and splitting the water between herself and the shore, slicing apart even the small rocks on the shoreline. Letting out a gasp, Au was alerted to Enu's presence, and stared at the teen. "I hope that by following my instruction, you will be thoroughly encouraged to become a farmer." Au stated, "Strip nude and enter the water. Training begins now."
Without hesitation, Enu did as she was told, and so began her journey into a living hell. For the first week and one day, she was starved, unable to eat a single bite of food and only able to drink, breath, and train - Sleep would fall somewhere in between. At the end of that fast, her mind was of sufficient state to learn the true meaning of swordsmanship, Au explaining to a barely conscious Enu that all she had learned in her studies was for peasants and amateur soldiers. With her real training beginning after her fast, Enu followed a vegetarian diet, barefoot sprints from the edge of the forest and back, squats and breathing exercises, and sword drills and resistance training.
By aged sixteen, Enu's body was a steel edifice, she could run from the forest edge and back to the river without straining her breath, she could break stones with her fists with little effort, and had virtually mastered the sword. Au Vidal was pleased with the progress her apprentice had made, and sent her to battle a true foe, giving her the mission to slay one of the giants living in the northern edge of the woods. It took a day and night for Enu to return, badly damaged, her sword was shattered into thirty pieces, her right leg was almost torn from its socket, and her honed body was broken pathetically in a hundred and forty places. When asked if she had succeeded, Enu nodded fiercely, explaining to her master that she had defeated him by gouging his brains out through his nostrils. "And what did that teach you, young apprentice?"
Glancing at her bloodied hands, "My thumbs were more useful than my sword." Enu stated. The normally stoic and hard-pressed master smiled with unrestrained glee, her student able to understand the futility of prolonged combat and was finally ready to learn the true art taught taught and mastered by Au Vidal, The Art of Cutting. Enu was taught the 18 Precepts of Sword Law administered by Au Vidal, which focused on the singular action of a sword cut and how it must be made fierce and unquestionable. There is to be no hesitation in action, as outlined in Precept 5: "You must strive for detachment when cutting. Your cut must be sticky and resolute. A weak, listless cut is a despicable thing. But you must also not cling to your action, or its result. Clinging is the great error of men. A man who strikes without thought of his action can cut the Gods."
It would take another few years for Enu Rasa to learn the Art of Cutting to a suitable degree, becoming a revered swordswoman in her own right. Her master would take her to watch the large battles and skirmishes at the borders of several kingdoms so that Enu could see for herself the combat only mortals are capable of, even the fierce tournaments in the royal and imperial capitals had them as spectators to watch how others fight so that the pair could learn more. Though they were master and student, Enu saw Au like a mother she had never had, and respected the Sword Saint for her endless wisdom.
At age twenty, Enu had already left her masters' quarters for several months out of the year to go on her own adventures, studying, and the like, finding work as a bodyguard for several nobles in that time and gaining some traction as a mercenary to make ends meet when it came to money, though, she often resorted to begging as she was accustomed to. As Enu returned to her master's hut, though, she found the place ransacked and burnt to a crisp some time before, Enu several weeks late to the act. With her master nowhere to be found, Enu took it upon herself to avenge her fallen teacher, and set off into the world to look for clues wherever she could, finding herself distracted along the way to take her mind away from losing her only mother figure.
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Reach heaven through violence.
murder the gods and topple their thrones
