Bei Shurong (Done)

[Xu Huang]

Bei shurong

The White Tiger	Chinese	30
6'1''	180 lbs	Shu
Male	Male	Officer

Appearance

Bei Shurong wields an ōdachi with a white handle. The Chinese characters meaning "Revenge" are etched carefully onto the blade itself, in a way that does not disrupt the flow of the weapon. He uses Iaijutsu-style in combat, also using his sheath to block incoming attacks that he can not block with his sword 

Bei has stark white hair which matches his pale white skin. His hair goes down into a point in front of his face. Brown eyes, sleek face. He is generally good looking.
    

personality

Positives:
-Never gives up
-Keeps his promises
-Loyal
-Intelligent
-Abstains from alcohol  
Negatives:
-Quick to anger
-Holds grudges
-Will not back down during a fight
-Hates cowards
-Narcissistic 

history

    Bei Shurong grew up in a shell of a home. His mother was beat on an almost daily basis, Bei was as well by his drunken ex soldier of a father. His father was injured in combat and me made the excuse that if he didn't drink, he would be in pain all the time. Bei didn't believe a word his father ever said. Bei made a promise to his mother when he was young, that when he was old enough and strong enough, he would get both of them away from Father. And Bei always kept his promises. At the age of 14, Bei learned the Way of the Sword. He self taught himself how to use it, and the style he currently uses he learned from reading a scroll a friendly scholar down the street collected. And once he was ready, he confronted his father.

    What happened next is something Bei wishes to forget. Talking turned into yelling, yelling turned into screaming, screaming turned into a sword slash. Bei's father's body laid there by Bei's feet. Bei seethed with anger, as he began to slash at his father's dead body, one, two, three, his mother couldn't stop him from cutting until he couldn't keep track of how many times he cut into his father. Bei quickly gathered the little things that him and his mother would need on the road, and they headed out. On the road, Bei promised his mother that he would never take a sip from any alcohol. He continued to hone his skills with his blade as they traveled. Eventually, they settled into a nice village, everything looked perfect. At least, for a while.

    Bei went away from the village, to a little peaceful area where he liked to train, bringing with him several objects that he could cut up. He would try to see how many slices he could get on the objects before they fell to the ground. The sun was beginning to set when he started to make his way home. That was when from a distance he noticed smoke coming from the direction of the village. He began to run the rest of the way to see what appeared to be some of the few remaining Yellow Turban soldiers running through the village, killing any they saw, and burning the buildings they looted. And then he noticed the worse possible thing. His home was already on fire, the entire structure was alight in flames. His mother was sick that day, and she was going to be in bed all day. Shaking with rage, Bei sprinted towards the closest group of Yellow Turbans that he could see.

    For about ten years, Bei wandered China, the battlefield becoming his home. He had one goal, to destroy all who caused chaos in this world. He relished in the heat of battle, it was his way to get his anger out. He honed his abilities to a very high level. He was strong and very agile. Able to make multiple slashes in a matter of a second or two. It wasn't until very recently he even though to join sides with one of the major players. While traveling, he came across Liu Bei and his troops helping thousands of people travel away from the "Hero" of Chaos, Cao Cao's forces. Seeing a man give up so much just to keep the people safe hit one of the few remaining heart strings that Bei had left. He helped Liu Bei escape from Cao Cao, and he took a part, albeit minor, in the Battle of Chi Bi. He dedicated himself into Liu Bei's service, making a promise to keep him safe, and giving him his sword to help vanquish the Chaos.

[Storyteller]

Accepted