Rising Sun

Wins/Losses/Forfeits: 1-0-0

Duel 1:Fishing at Sunrise WIN
Duel 2:A Falcon in the Wolves' Den CANCELLED (No concequences)

Age: 25
Height: 6'08"
Weight: 230 lbs
Eyes: Brownish Yellow
Hair: Black
Likes: Swimming, fishing, hunting, singing, dancing, playing with children, and breathing the fresh air of an open field.
Dislikes: Not knowing where he is and people picking on the weak.

Personality: Due to the fact that Rising only knows a few words of English and no other languages but his own, he hardly speaks. He can try to communicate through hand motions, but otherwise he keeps to himself. He emanates heroism and bravery. When people are around him, they begin to feel confident and relaxed. He fights to survive and to protect.

Fighting Style: Rising Sun has the strength of a bear, the speed of wolf, and the agility of an eagle. The eagle soaring over the rising sun on his pant leg represents his ability to "fly" or jump for long and high distances. He uses all of his senses and has developed somewhat of a sixth sense through years of hunting and surviving in the wild. This sixth sense gives him the ability to predict movements and come up with the best tactic to ensure his survival. He uses his two tomahawks for most of his battles, throwing one as a distraction, then following it with a chop from the other. When unarmed, his attacks are similar to modern wrestling as he uses throws and submission moves. After being found at see by European merchants, one gave him the short broadsword on his back so that he could survive in Japan, where the Samurai Duelers League had been thriving. He doesn't use it much because he really doesn't know how. In time he will learn to master it, just as he mastered the tomahawks.

Weapons: He uses two tomahawks made from the femurs of a deer and stone that can withstand most impact. Their durability will diminish with time, but Rising Sun can always make new ones.

Background: Rising Sun lived his life in the forests of what is now Tennessee, hunting and staving off rival tribes from his home. He is the father of two little girls. His wife was the daughter of a witchdoctor and he always respected her. He was the leader of most hunts and battles due to his height and strength. He taught many warriors in his village and made them formidable to other clans.

One day, strange men wielding firearms and armor entered his land. He made his way to someone who looked like the leader. Neither could understand the other verbally, but their eyes spoke for them. The strange leader showed no sign of being a threat. There were foreign women and children with him, so Rising Sun was sure that they did not want a fight. He lead the leader to his home and fed him. They slowly taught one another their languages.

After a few weeks, Rising Sun was asked by the leader to come to his home. Rising Sun took two days to think this through and spend time with his family. Finally, he agreed and followed the strange leader, whose name was Jonathan Walker. Jonathan and his men lead the Indian to the shores of modern South Carolina, through villages that had been made by the strangers. Other Indians interacted with the foreigners and they all looked happy. After resting in the village, Jonathan, Rising Sun, and twenty others set sail in a ship ten times as large as any Rising Sun had seen. This was his first time at sea.

A month passed and they were still at sea. The Cherokee has grown used to the bouncing of the waves. He no longer felt the urge to release his stomach over the railing and could stand perfectly still as the boat rocked. A few times, he missed his home and wondered how his village was doing without him. He did not fear a take-over, but he did care to know if troubles had occurred. Not too long afterwards, he faced trouble himself.

A maelstrom caught the ship during a heavy rainstorm. The crew did all they could to keep the ship afloat, but it was all for naught. Lighting struck the ship and it was blown to bits. Rising Sun was sent flying through the air and crashed into the water, floating unconsciously. He awoke on a bed. He recognized it as the inside of a ship and believed that the storm had merely been a dream. He exited the room and was now on the deck. This ship was not the one he knew. These men were not the ones he had learned what little English he could understand from. This was, yet again, a new world.

He was noticed by the leader of the ship and asked his name. Jonathan had translated his name before to Rising Sun, so that was the name he gave. The captain of the ship took this as both his name and place of origin. He laughed and said to the Indian, "We are going to the land of the Rising Sun." The warrior smiled and believed he was heading back home to his family. Many weeks passed before the ship finally hit land. He stood on the shore that looked similar to the mixed village before, but he noticed that the people were different. He saw the foreign, white skinned people and even some dark skinned people from the ship, but there were no Indians. The new race that he saw were very short and a pale yellow-brown tint. He was confused and realized that this was no where near his home. Now he travels the strange Earth, searching for his home. Sadly, he will never find it here, for this is Japan - a land on the opposite side of the globe.

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