SENJU SETSUNA | KONO (WIP)

[Senju Setsuna]

SENJU SETSUNA

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AGE

GENDER

RANK

VILLAGE

APPEARANCE

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PERSONALITY

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INFORMATION

Position: Does your character have a special position? ANBU Captain, Jounin Commander, etc.
Chakra Nature: What elements does your character have?
Specialties: What are your character's specialties? Please label them accordingly (primary, secondary, tertiary)
Clan: Is your character in a clan? If so, link to its page. If not, put N/A.
Bloodline: List here if they have one. If not, put N/A.

SKILLS

INVENTORY

Weapon Pouch / Right Thigh:

• 05 | Kunai
• 05 | Shuriken
• 05 | Throwing Needles

First Aid Kit / Left Thigh:

• 03 | Rolls of Bandages
• 02 | Compacts of Medical Disinfectant

TECHNIQUES

This is where you list all of your character's jutsu. Be sure to link any of your custom jutsu here. Canon jutsu you can link from the Naruto Wiki.

S-Rank

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A-Rank

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B-Rank

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C-Rank

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D-Rank

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E-Rank

• ✱ Substitution Jutsu | Kawarimi no Jutsu
• ✱ Cloak of Invisibility | Kakuremino no Jutsu
• ✱ Clone Jutsu | Bunshin no Jutsu
• ✱ Sealing Jutsu | Funyu no Jutsu
• ✱ Unsealing Jutsu | Kaifu no Jutsu
• ✱ Transformation Jutsu | Henge no Jutsu
• ✱ Tree Climbing Jutsu | Ki Nobori no Shugyo
• ✱ Water Walking Jutsu | Suimen Hoko no Gyo
• ✱ Illusion Dissipation | Genjutsu Kai

HISTORY

Please write up to a minimum of two paragraphs of how your character got to where they are today.

RP SAMPLE

or what felt like an eternity, Silas had remained rooted in place, his gaze solely fixated upon the summoning-circle situated in the center of the small sea-side village. It must have some significance; it is too out of place otherwise. The Dark Knight surmised, the world around him once more fell to the wayside as a distant memory had swam to the surface. Silas’ flaxen eyes widened in genuine surprise, the polished well-worn circle overlaid by one of polished marble, its’ surface decorated with complicated arcane runes and glyphs. The fresh air replaced by the mustiness that clawed at one’s throat.
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The only source of illumination was a series of blackened pillar candles that lined the exterior of the circle, burnt almost down to their final few seconds of luminance. Situated in the middle of the spell craft was his past self, albeit, in his true form. Hollow blackened eyes stared blankly ahead, the fiery spark contained within radiated with unvoiced defiance and desire. Elongated horns curved to either side of his head, not detracting from the ghastly skeletal visage that was his own. His teeth were laid bared, not an ounce of flesh covering the animalistic canines, however the bony carapace that offered him a modicum of protection parted in sections to reveal muscular red flesh.
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A pair of purple-tinted bat-like wings extended from his back, their diminutive size not accurately belaying the strength possessed by the velvety appendages – more than enough to lift him from the ground. Where Silas’ hands were petite, lithe, and capable of brandishing his beloved blade. This form needed not a bladed weapon, its’ three-pronged claws were more than capable of gouging and rending flesh. This was the monster that laid dormant beneath Silas’ guise of humanity. But it paled in comparison to the beast that stood adjacent to him, the one that towered over him by several feet.
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Its’ form was wrought in flames, its’ breath punctuated by a flurry of embers that cascaded harmlessly to the ground, a cumbersome axe of some sort kept just at arm’s length. However, this visage lasted but a second, overlaid by a semblance of humanity, a wizen man that had a singular piece of crystal hung around his neck – the auracite that contained its’ very essence. Lord Belias… The Dark Knight intoned, following a simple command to turn, exposing his back to the “Warlock”. Silas’ smelt the copper tang of blood as the man drew a ritualistic kris naga across the palm of his hand, dropping the blade unceremoniously to the ground.
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A single finger dipped in its own lifeblood ran across the Silas’ left shoulder, instead of being tepidly warm, the blood felt as if it were liquid magma applied to his flesh. A soundless scream ripped from his throat as he was marked as Belias’ own, the seconds felt like eons, but before long there was a glyph melded into his flesh, the texture likening itself to a simple tattoo or perhaps a brand. With careful instruction from Belias, Silas had soon shifted his form to that of his present state, albeit it was unblemished by the scars he’d presently possessed.
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“I name thy, Silas Wolfram, Knight of Apis. Belias’ voice resonated softly in his ears he was thrust back into reality by a child colliding with him. Silas stumbled backwards, his attention shifting downwards to the prone child, a soft smile offered despite the tears that had welled within the corner of his eyes. Soon a hand was extended as he’d help the child to their feet, a simple shake of his head given as they’d attempted to apologize. It was only then Silas noticed the discarded charm upon the ground, its’ crescent-moon shape intimately familiar – if only for the fact he’d stared at it for most of the trek back to the village.
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“Oh, it must have fallen from her hair…” Silas murmured to himself as he’d knelt down to the ground, tentatively grasping the charm in his hand, rolling it back and forth as he’d inspected it for any signs of damage – ensuring it wasn’t a mechanical malfunction. To his own eyes, it appeared to still be in decent condition, however, it begged the question where was Celsi? Had she even noticed she’d lost her hair piece? It’d took Silas a few seconds of scanning his surroundings to catch a sight of a familiar orange-mass – Roshan. Wordlessly, Silas followed after Celsi until he was almost an arm’s length away.
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“Celsi, I believe this belongs to you. Are you okay? You seemed like you were just in a hurry.

Tristan, Fate:Grand Order as senju setsuna

PLAYED BY SETSUNA