Starting Class: Archer
Weapon: Daikyū Yumi (Long bow)
Weapon Proficiency: B
Str (Strength): 9
Mag (Magic): 0
Skl (Skill): 10
Spd (Speed): 10
Lck (Luck): 6
Def (Defense): 4
Res (Resistance): 4
Mov (Movement): 7
Yasuo grow up in a family dedicated to the Hoshido Army. His two brothers and his sister were in the army when he reach six years of age, along with his father, which made for a very quiet household. Yasuo’s mother, an archer before she got married, was the only one to raise him at the time. He loved her very much, and could tell her anything that came to his mind. As he grew older, his father started to spend more time with him… that is, for training. Since being a part of the Ito family, Yasuo was already expecting to join the Hoshido Army, like all of his family before him, but he wasn’t ready to take on the family’s traditional weapon of choice. Everyone in his family used a sword, everyone. When his mother was going to marry into the Ito family, she had two options: Leave the Army or switch weapons. Yasuo knew that using a sword would be impossible for him, as he wasn’t exactly built like his other siblings. His leg muscles were weak, no matter how much he trained to strengthen them, and although he was fast at running he could barely move with a sword in his hand. Yasuo tried to convince his father to let him use another weapon, any weapon, but nothing would change his father’s pride. Because of this training, Yasuo was not allowed to play with the kids outside anymore. He was to focus on learning the way of the Hoshido army, from strategies to ranks and all the above. He didn't have much of a childhood due to being isolated, so he would often find it hard to talk to new people.
He had enough at age 13, while his was getting stronger, it would take three times longer than it took for his siblings to even get enlisted at his current state. His swordplay was as sloppy as when he first started, and his swings were weak and slow. Every day he would confide to his mother, the only one that understood his pain. One night, he showed up in her room in tears, barely handling the emotional distress of being called ‘weak’ and ‘worthless’ all his life.
“They always said that you take after me most,” His mother said, as she comforted a confused and upset Yasuo. “So maybe you should learn how I fought, instead of your father’s way.”
She took him out that very night into the woods, picking up a very long, wrapped up stick she hid under the porch on their way there. Once they arrived, she unraveled the stick, which turned out to be her old Daikyū Yumi, or long bow. It's design stunned Yasuo, as it was mostly carved wood of a bird taking to the skies. After she strung it, she handed it to Yasuo who handled it with care.
“They told me to burn her…” She said in a forlorn voice. “But I could not part with her, not like that.”
The bow had a name inscribed on it, Asuka.
“It means ‘Soaring Bird’,” His mother said, “And she is yours now.”
From that day (or night) forward, she started teaching Yasuo the art of archery in secret. He would still take lessons with his father during the day, and at times his mother worried if it was too much on his body, but he insisted they continue.
“I will prove to father my strength, without using a sword,” Yasuo would say, “And force him to recognize me as a soldier!”
As time went on, Yasuo came to love his new weapon, Asuka. He quickly surpassed the basics that his mother had taught him, and now goes into the woods just to have the feeling of an arrow leaving the string. He was learning to listen to the environment, hearing the smallest of noises the creatures would make. He started shooting from different places, high in the trees or low beneath the bushes. At age 17 he felt like he was as free as he would ever be. The training from his father was still tough, and his father did not know way his son was tired all of the time. That was soon about to change. It was autumn when Yasuo was out at night, having a good time shooting the targets that nailed to the trees, when he heard the rustling of leaves. He would have ignored it if he didn’t hear the weight of the creature. From the sound of the footfalls on leave he could tell that it was large, and approaching fast. Without a second thought, he shot an arrow into the tree next to were the ‘creature’ emerged. Yasuo had never seen his father look so angry before, as he pulled the arrow out of the tree, breaking it between his hands.
“To the house,” He spoke in a cold tone, “Immediately.”
Everyone was awoken, and a family meeting was in place. Only one of his older brothers were home, and when he heard what Yasuo had did, he was just as furious. After many minutes of silence, it was Yasuos mother who spoke to his father first.
“My dear, I--”
“I taught myself archery.” She was promptly cut off by Yasuo, who would never let her take the blame. He bowed deeply to his father, who was looking at him like a complete stranger. He begged his father to let him stay in that house until he was 18, then he would join the army. His father only stood up, and told him before he left the room that he only sees Yasuo as his mother’s son, not his.
“If I would have known, I would have gladly raised a Nohrian instead.” Was the last thing his father ever said to Yasuo. As promised, Yasuo left to join the army on his 18th birthday, and hadn’t gone home since. Although he misses his mother dearly, Yasuo still desires his father to see him as a warrior while keeping his country safe, and he still has a lot of learning before that can happen.
- His Mother
- Animal life (especially birds)
- Clear night skies
- Being warm
- His older brother. "I look up to him!"
- Asuka (his bow)
- Ichigo Daifuku (strawberry mochi)<3
- Green peppers
- The cold
- Being taken advantage of
- Cutting his hair
- Dark clouds and thunder
- Yasuo CANNOT hold his liqueur.
- He makes his own arrows.
- He gets easily sunburned, so he'd rather go out after sundown.
- The only animal he is scared of are cows.
- Yasuo's mother dotted on him most, since he was so fragile.
- When he was was really little, Yasuo kept getting sick. His parents worried if he would make it, but thankfully he got better as he got older.
- Aside from the bow, Yasuo also learned traditional tea making from his mother, without his father's notice of course.
- He has a habit hitting his head when going into low doorways, due to his
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What a sweet boy, too! He's so curious and kind. A little too hard on himself, but that's only because he hasn't met super good friends in Hoshido who will treat him right. Or at least, he better find some good company or I'll cry over here! He's such a sweet supportive bab, he deserves the best.
Wow though, what a father... just because he wouldn't use a sword, I feel so bad for the boy. No wonder he's so hard on himself, my poor boy here deserves so much better. His mom seems so cool though, I'm glad she passed Yasuo her precious bow. So tall, too! It's amusing imagine this sweet giant accidentally bumping into doorframes and the like, haha! Hopefully that doesn't happen too much...
Congrats on getting in, I really love Yasuo~!<3
I hope we will be getting along just fine and having a lot of fun here
and I sure wish we will having the pleasure to rp in the future as well >7/<
I think you can clearly see that actually is an archer but his outfit
is still so very creative and was capturing my eye right from the start q v q
His history was pretty much moving as well and I hope he someday is able to
stay up to his father proudly as an archer and he will accept him again as his child >//<
I'm looking forward to seeing lots of pretty art of him! I would say I look forward to playing with him but he's an archer and will own my ass so //slides away
Congrats on making it in <333 XDDD