Kaburagi

Physicality

Yasuo is freshly blossomed into adulthood, and clearly still bears the strength and grace of one still in their younger years, but the tall posture and sharp direct gaze of one who is no longer a child anymore. As far as grovyle go he's taller than most, though not by any shocking amount, and lean, clearly used to tireless work and training, but built more for speed and agility than for muscle mass. He's strong, and quick, and moves with purpose and precision, rarely wasting energy or space. There are some small nicks in the leaves that crest his joints often, but he's well kept and well-groomed, handsome even by some accounts with his verdant and dark lush leaves and his coloration, his bloodline clearly one of at least some nobility and prestige, but the hard and dark gaze of his eyes and the stern expression over his cold features, nearly always in a frown or a scowl, is enough to keep most at a distance despite this. He doesn't smile much, doesn't laugh save when mocking something, and seems to always have a bitter or darkly sarcastic snarl to the tone of his voice, something that seems emphasized when one realizes that while he bears some of the makings of nobility and class, he bears many more of a fighter, and his claws seem always ready to spring to use.[break][break]

History

Yasuo's family have long been among the royal guards, nearly since the group was founded alongside the rising of the new dynasty, and the Kaburagi name is one that carries no little weight to it. It comes as no surprise to anyone that Yasuo is a guild member training to be a Royal Guard himself, or to know that his father currently serves among their ranks and as current lord of some land under their name. Nor should it surprise to know that Yasuo had an older brother once, one who would die in the service protecting the Crown Prince and King many years ago when they were attacked by bandits on a diplomatic journey. Yasuo would be told by his father, who had been assigned to the same mission, that he had died like a true knight, defending his liege, and that he had gone out nobly. Yone would be respected, and revered, with a burial and mourning to honor him.[break][break]

What does surprise is Yasuo himself, for those who might have known him before Yone would pass. As a child he was playful, carefree even, with big ambitions and dreams. He looked up to Yone, and in some ways, still does, and idolized his older sibling. He was a crybaby too, but a warm child, smiling and earnest, with close friends among the other children of the royal guard, getting into mischief and being scolded alike by them. He made vows to stay with them until they died, and they promised each other to follow their paths into the royal guard.[break][break]

After Yone would pass away, Yasuo would stop smiling. His gentleness hardened. He stopped crying over cuts and scrapes, instead always picking himself up and continuing on without so much as a word for assistance. He stopped being carefree and joyful, instead dedicating himself purely to studies, and more so to training. And his father, whom he had had a good relationship with, he turned bitter and dark towards, showing an open malice and hatred in scathing words.[break][break]

In fact, Yasuo wasted no time in leaving his father's side, and no sooner was he old enough to join the guild then he immediately arranged to do so. He still trains for the Royal Guard, and still stands as the one to inherit the power and responsibilities his father holds, but with many of his old friends he is bitter now, and has forged a distance between them, and he looks less and less towards the chivalry or virtue of being a guard and sneers at such concepts, training endlessly only to hone himself as a weapon. He learned his lesson. He would do what was necessary now, and cut down anything that stood in his way. He would be stronger.

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