Sengoku Horizon

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The Warring States Period: Fierce warlords fought for control of Japan, and many would perish. When a warrior falls, where does the passion they once held go? Possibly into something dear such as a favorite weapon or heirloom. These heirlooms have been labeled as “relics”, and those that carry them are labeled as “Scions." Recently more and more of these special relics have been activating, signaling the start of a great change as ancient power meets the modern world!

Now For The Local News, 06/01/2018 The Chinese delegation have now arrived at the city of Edo. Making friends and learning about Edo Culture is their current aim! In other news it is also time for the school dance event! Please bring your characters along!

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Dec 22 2017, 04:35 PM
Character Name: SANADA HANA
Link to Character in archives: http://sengokuhorizon.jcink.net/index.php?showtopic=2727
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HAIR: As a child, her hair was traditionally black and fell to her knees. However, as she grew older she has learned to cut it in a manner where it could not be used against her. Currently, she bleaches her hair pure white to emulate her mother.

EYES: Her eyes appear to show a variety of red, from carmine to bright scarlet.

HEIGHT: 5’6”

BODY TYPE: Muscular but very feminine regardless, mostly due to an emphasized hourglass figure.

STYLE: Hana tends to prefer streetwear over ceremonial robes. When out of uniform you're more like to see her in jeans, sweaters and crop tops. For special events, however, she will wear Jūnihitoe for the sake of tradition.

OTHER: Has an assortment of scars all over her body an often feels insecure about them when it comes unto formal events. Takes special measures to conceal and remove them from her arms, legs, chest, and face. Has a beauty mark on the right side of her face, just underneath her eye.

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TRAITS


Encountering Hana can lead to a lot of things, and because of that, there's much to assume about her. But there are shards in her personality that are unforgettable to her entirety. With her status at hand, she's immensely honorable- often being orderly and appreciative where respect is due. But she can also live with near total inhibition, leaving her cheery, carefree, fearless and confident. Of course, she's also adaptable, inquisitive and loyal to her closest family and friends.

Unfortunately, her slate is not as clean and pristine when more sinister trademarks are intertwined with them. Tainted with dominance and aggression, you'll find that pushing her to the edge means total control and in some cases violence. Of course, this isn't a side of her that she wishes for anyone to see, but it surfaces regardless of moments of intense conflict.

Thankfully her cheery nature and adaptability are what she’s admired for. Those close to her frequently count on this and her discretion when they're feeling down, and it may come in handy when on a mission.

Of course, Hana still has less desirable traits, whereas she snarky and calculating- not in terms of cunningness, however, as her witty comebacks and thoughtfulness give her enemies a hard time and her friends a good-natured spirit. Her argumentativeness doesn't make for the greatest company even at the best of times, however. Fortunately, her fun-loving temperament helps lighten the blows and moods when needed.


STRENGTHS:
Empathetic
Can appear emotionally and physically tough
As disciplined as she is humourful
Extremely dedicated to her cause and loved ones

WEAKNESSES:
Heated temper
Harsh critic
Can be insensitive
Cruel Fighting Nature

LIKES:
Having a good time with good people
Sparring
Music
Freedom of Expression
Completing tasks and getting them right

DISLIKES:
Not being fairly traditional
Being Afraid
Not being able to understand a concept or situation
Selfish Acts
Not being able to make a difference in an accident or occurrence

AMBITIONS:
A personal issue that has bothered her all her life, she feels that she is incapable of appeasing her family's expectations no matter what amount of training or expertise she develops. Thus, she wants to not only prove to them and outsiders alike but to herself that she can be just as efficient a leader as her father. Most importantly, she doesn't want to dishonour her father's belief in her.


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WEAPON Chidori Jūmonji yari; two great spears, with noticeably obsidian hued blades, usually strapped to the back or carried in the hand due to their sheer size. If they are not in use she will resort to a mixture of Jujitsu and Shotokan style Karate.

However, as a princess of the Sanada Clan, she has learned to utilize other weapons. She is able to use all three wakizashi, nodachi, and kodachi in absence of her weapons. Due to the clan's history with its Twelve Braves, Hana is also familiar with shuriken and kusarigama combat.

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FAMILY:
• Father; Sanada Yukihiro [Current Head of the Sanada Clan, a wise man, with a temper of equal caliber. At first glance he is calm and collected, but easily loses his cool if he's rubbed the wrong way.]

• Mother; Sanada Megohime [Fierce Onna-Bugeisha of the Fukushima Clan; The Lady Sanada rules over the Kozuke province with an iron fist in her husband's absence- resulting in her being in full control majority of the time. In regards to her children, she will watch them suffer, she will watch them burn. But her love will remain as unconditional as it is difficult.]


• Sibling(s);
Sanada Megumi [Incredibly competitive with a violent superiority complex. Has deeply mixed feelings for her older sister- her reasons are unknown. Currently fourteen years of age.]

Sanada Daisuke [Has no use for the politics of his family and simply enjoys fighting and subsequently mauling his opponents. Also age fourteen]

Sanada Hinata [Youngest child and by far the most naïve. However, her prowess is strangely subtle and ominous, especially for a child her age. Current age eight.]

• Mentor; Yoshida Kyohei [A young samurai master who supposedly defeated all his mentors and opponents with little ease. What could’ve caused such a man is currently unknown. He was Hana’s master for four years and is now training Sanada Hinata.]


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BACKGROUND: Sanada Hana; Princess of The Sanada Clan and current holder of the legendary Yari of Sanada Yukimura.


Born to Fukushima Megohime and Family Head Sanada Yukihiro, Hana was not allowed to see her parents and was raised by a plethora of strict handmaiden and famous tutors instead. Due to her status as their eldest child, Hana was ensured of etiquette, poise, and charm that were not only exceptional but would also earn her high favour in society. However, her physical training was not to be neglected. Due to her status, it was tradition that she inherited one of the most important heirlooms of the family. In such a feat she was to face her father in a ceremonial series of combat and defeat him. Hana, despite being only six years old, had been weighed down with the urge for both intellectual and physical superiority to other rivaling clans. Having her life completely devoted to these two things- resulted in her being proficient in at least two martial arts and highly educated at a young age. Unfortunately, her self-worth had taken an irreparable amount of damage. Her adult peers praised her- a gifted child who had no trouble learning so many things in remarkable time... A gifted child who would never see herself good enough for anything or anyone ever again.


At age nine, she’d been relocated to the province of Kozuke where she would live with her parents. Though they loved her unconditionally for her prowess and intellect, they also ensured that this was where her grueling training would truly begin. Her parents were not monstrous in relations to her, but they were more oppressing than actual parents and were ruthless to her when she was most vulnerable, most forgetful.
After the introduction of her younger siblings, her parents abdicated from sparring with her. Unfortunately, her siblings seemed far crueler than her, mostly out of malicious intent and the principle of competition drilled into their brains. Still, her ladyship was never neglected, and she was expected to treat her loved ones with the utmost respect and to cherish and protect her younger siblings. Frankly, outside of training they got along quite well and had very close bonds to one another.

Unfortunately, the mental weight that came with this was too much for a child and Hana was removed from her training for a total of five months. During this period of time, she had received many visits from her mother- who, for the first time- had become wary of her daughter’s condition.
In this short time, Megohime had become the unsuspected idol and heroine of Hana’s life. At such a tender age she was sure that not even one hundred tutors could teach her what her mother had over this course. Upon resuming training, her worth had been fairly restored, she was far from good enough, but she’d come too far to be berated by children. It appeared that avoiding the fight had made her a stronger warrior.

As she grew, so did the demand for a capable leader. With the ceremony fast approaching, she was handed over to a young master on her mother's request. The hours of her training dwarfed the hours of her rest. And her master's routines remained as rigorous as ever. In this time, she began training with the Yari and had learned fairly quickly. With this knowledge, her master trained her- watched her suffer and grow in retaliation. She had become something akin to her namesake, but if she was going to bloom any further, she needed the fire to take her.


For four long years, he'd brought her up to the day of her birth. The day that would truly determine her worth. The ceremony was solemn, in black robes, she was to await both death and her father. Yet what had truly happened in their encounter lasted throughout the night and into the dawn. Away from the eyes of onlookers, what was exchanged between the two remained a mystery that steered her clear on the path of her destiny. Upon succeeding her father, he had not been met with a child, not even someone else, but something entirely different. He could not have been anymore thankful that this was the child who would transcend his rule. Who was he to deny the terrifying awakening of his own daughter? In her eyes, he could see the rage and war lust of the old lord. She was still herself, but something else stirred just beneath the surface of everything she was.


Due to the complicated conditions of her victory, she was expected to attend the Edo Bugei as soon as possible, or her clan would face unbecoming consequences. With the ultimatum at hand, the girl had become a woman at the price of oblivion and was more than willing to agree with the offer. While not being the best spearwoman, she has bonded quite well with her relics- and there seems to, at last, be hope for her future as a Clan Leader. Hana had grown immensely over the course of her life, but beautifully will never be what comes to mind. She has conquered her pwn piece of hell, and what has become of her will always reflect that.


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Nov 19 2017, 01:37 PM
Sunflowers, swaying in the rose-tinted breeze. How big, and bold, and beautiful. Hana was an emulation of the cicada immersed summer lilies. The white rose and the blood red spider lily personified. But ever since the Rebellion, she had transfigured into a dark cloud of doubt. A raging storm of anger- Edo was in ruins, the country was broken. Patchwork was of the utmost importance, but it didn't quell her emotions. She needed so many answers, and the urge for them swirled in her head, rustled through her hair and breathed into her lungs. She was Amaterasu, but from disgust and conflict hid her light in a cave.


During the rebellion, she barely had time to step out of her room, much less see the school for what it really was- but now, it felt hopeless to even look beyond the damage the school took. Beyond the bullet-shaped peepholes of the castle, there were nothing cracked sidewalks, empty gun shells, and broken storefronts laid waste by desperate commoners- now looters. Only once in a while there was the occasional harried person, moving quickly with tense purpose, but no-one left their homes unless absolutely necessary and the children were almost never seen anymore.



The cold air danced against the hem and skirt of her winter coat, her hands shoved deep in its pockets as she navigated the school. The dorms that once thronged with life stood empty. Gone were the fever dream warriors, freshly draped in their egos on the training grounds. The halls had become completely decimated, riddled with students- depressed in unison over the loss of a friend, family, or a lover. There was no laughter ringing through the crowds, be it gossip polite and malicious, news about an idol or laments on failing grades. Now even at midday, all that was there would be the hallowed out tacenda, with only the wind for company.



Quietly, she'd made her way to the third floor- where all the third years and elites stayed- she was told. Of course, she would've loved to visit Suishoku, to properly thank her for everything she'd down for her in battle. But the cold truth that she might still be in the hospital, recovering from her relic's consequences, bit at her heels and turned her the other way. Up here, the heels of her boots echoed against the dark, cherry wood flooring. It was a stark contrast from the rest of the entire school- so much that it was actually a bit frightening, and a bit too self-conscious for her taste. She never tried to live too wise ever before.

Just what exactly could have been going through the minds of those monks? Did they even realize the destruction they'd caused? The anguish and bloodshed they'd made a path of? It wasn't a matter of how dare they- but, why would they? What could've possessed them to go to these lengths of terror? Hana caught herself promptly as the harsh wind had blown a piece of paper- her schedule from her bag. Naturally, her reflexes saved her this time, but as she caught it- her eyes, accentuated with creases of thought and fatigue took notice of the opulent office in front of her. It was closed- she expected no less, she wouldn't bother to knock- it was better to leave a teacher to their work. But the sign that decorated it, boldly written in black against white, beckoned her to knock, at least once- twice.

"校長" | Kōchō

"済みません 校長, ご免ください?" {Excuse me, headmaster, may I come in?}

She sighed after she'd asked for permission. Looking at the murals of Edo history as she waited for an answer. She...she was the same as them. Right? Of all the noble samurai- she had the same blood and cause, right?


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Aug 18 2017, 11:35 PM
Grunts of displeasure and quick, shifting cries of victory intertwined in the air as sweat washed over skin and blood boiled underneath it. Veins flooded with fight or flight as contenders struggled to stay focus in the fast paced one two of certain defeat.



Hana was breathing heavily, a smirk on her face as her opponent circled her, she didn’t mind the ominous seconds of waiting- only relished the therapeutic feeling of her heart pounding out of control in her chest from adrenaline as she. In her left hand, she wielded a simple stick, nothing more than a training spear so she didn’t injure her schoolmates badly. In her right hand, she held nothing at all, but the dangers of her hands were a whole list longer than what she could do with a spear. She held a calm stance, her burgundy eyes jaded and laser focused on her opponent.

Suddenly, it had become a tiger and the poacher scenario.

Finally, the heat in her partners lungs corrupted her, and with no other choice but to act, she lunged at her with all the speed she had left to muster. Hana kept a low profile as she smiled at the girl, fluidly dancing between offense and defense and she belittled her with her spear and viciously attacked her without it.

She punched her firmly beneath her chest when the opening bared itself, the tilt of her fist a designed pattern that forced her backwards into the row of benches behind them. It seemed she forgot her chivalry for a second- she wouldn't hit a training partner like that, much less a woman on her side. But the sharp, painful sound of bones broken by force made it too easy to imagine otherwise. It was crystal clear by her brief expression, the hunger roaring in her velveteen eyes, the darker, primal intent behind her grin - she was so, so, so homesick.


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Surprisingly she didn’t draw any blood. She was still careful with her, though it seemed like she could care less if she puked out her guts the next morning.

Hana sighed, the cool air rushing over her lips in a gentle hiss. She was a bit of a mess, scraped up here and there, bruised dark red in some places. Her ponytail sweaty and slightly undone from the last 15 minutes of drawn out, vigorous training. She was battered, sure, but somewhere in her heart she felt sorry for the girl- she’d become sluggish since that sickening pop in her ribs from earlier, maybe she’d take her out for ice cream later. Her spirit was certainly admirable.

Patient as ever she waited for her opponent to come at her again, wooden sword being a threat of sudden surprise as she struggled to keep on her toes. Hana scoffed as the girl sneered before grabbing her by her uniform and headbutting her out of instinct, the slightest bit of blood pooling at her now slightly crooked nose as she held it in slight panic- eyes fixated on Hana in murderous intent.


Hana chortled, mere seconds of peace between them. The girl didn't back down however, as if the humiliation of being made fun of by a spearwoman of all people was finally starting to eat at her.

Hana laughed at her fury as it bared its fangs, her opponent knocking the spear out of her hand the only thing locking her back into the spar. Maybe she’d gotten too jovial with this one. Either way she picked her poison wisely enough.

Hana’s smile didn’t seem to leave her face however, it only seem to grow more intense as she brought the small region of her foot up to the side of her head, her own body twisting and adding to the momentum of the bludgeoning technique. She watched as the girl’s eyes lit up in horror, seconds before she was knocked off her feet by the acceleration and strength of the attack, the blow fattening the side of her face as she groaned in pain.

Without a doubt, even when Hana was being friendly she wrecked her opponent, the young woman wasn’t out cold, but with her body and mind a mess, she was unfit to spar any longer. Hana grinned at her opponent as she went to help her up, going as far as to carry her when she wasn’t responding as well as she would’ve liked her to.

“That was really fun! You did so well,”

Words of encourage left her lips as she laid her gently on the bench, she’d be fine! At least she got her name. She guessed she really would take her out sometime, though it’d be a while.

"Come train with me next time, maybe we could get some ice cream later?"

She remarked, smirking at the girl as she had her write her number down. With a sigh, she got up, whispering something unintelligible as she gave one last sly glance as she turned her back on her.

“Sooo, anybody else wanna train with me? I’ve got all day!”

She gushed as she fixed her ponytail. She was sure today was going to be fun, now that she was all warmed up. Preferably someone who’d actually make her feel like a tiger in a corner. Then things would get really get hot.
Jul 27 2017, 11:36 PM
Hello Sengoku! I've never been on a jcink site before, so this sort of rp will be a whole new world for me!


So far you all have been really nice and helpful to me and as a long term rper, I'm not only lucky to have stumbled on a beautiful site like this, but hope to make a lot of fun memories with you guys~.
Jul 27 2017, 11:25 PM
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<span class="name">SANADA HANA</span>
<span class="sub1">of the SANADA CLAN</span>
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• 16, FEMALE<br>
• ISESAKI, KOZUKE<br>
• FIRST YEAR<br>

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• BUSHI <br>
• BUGEI<br>
• RIDING<br>
• CULTURAL<br>
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<CENTER><B>APPEARANCE</B></center>
<br>HAIR: White [Bleached]; As a child, her hair was traditionally black and fell to her knees. However, as she grew older she has learned to cut it in a manner where it could not be used against her. Currently, she bleaches her hair pure white to emulate her mother.
<br>EYES: Her eyes appear to show a variety of red, from carmine to bright scarlet.
<br>HEIGHT: 5’6”
<br>BODY TYPE: Muscular but very feminine regardless, mostly due to an emphasized hourglass figure.

<br>STYLE: Hana tends to prefer streetwear over ceremonial robes. When out of uniform you're more like to see her in jeans, sweaters and crop tops. For special events, however, she will wear Jūnihitoe for the sake of tradition.
<br>OTHER:Has an assortment of scars all over her body an often feels insecure about them when it comes unto formal events. Takes special measures to conceal and remove them from her arms, legs, chest, and face. Has a beauty mark on the right side of her face, just underneath her eye.

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<CENTER><b>TRAITS</b></CENTER><br>
It’s fairly easy to get to know a girl like Hana, and it’s just as simple to realize how adaptable, fun-loving and thoughtful she can be. Of course, she's also confident, appreciative, orderly and faithful to the end, but in a way, they're lesser traits that are tainted and mixed with habits of being dominating as well.


Her adaptability though, this is what she’s often admired for. Those close to her frequently count on this and her discretion when they're feeling down, and it can come in handy when on a mission.
Nobody's perfect of course and Hana has plenty of rainy days too. Her aggressive nature and argumentativeness don't make for the greatest company even at the best of times.

Fortunately, her fun-loving temperament helps lighten the blows and moods when needed.

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<br>STRENGTHS:

• Empathetic
• Can appear emotionally and physically tough
• As disciplined as she is humourful
• Extremely dedicated to her cause and loved ones

<br>WEAKNESSES:

• Heated temper
• Harsh self-critic
• Can be insensitive
• Cruel Fighting Nature

<br>LIKES:

• Spending good time with good people
• Sparring
• Music
• Freedom of Expression
• Completing tasks and getting them right

<br>DISLIKES:

• Not being fairly traditional
• Being Afraid
• Not being able to understand a concept or situation
• Selfish Acts
• NNot being able to make a difference in an accident or occurrence

<br>AMBITIONS: A personal issue that has bothered her all her life, she feels that she is incapable of appeasing her family's expectations no matter what amount of training or expertise she develops. Thus, she wants to not only prove to them and outsiders alike but to herself that she can be just as efficient a leader as her father. Most importantly, she doesn't want to dishonour her father's belief in her.
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<CENTER><b>COMBAT</b></CENTER><br>
If you'd like to be a traditional student you may delete everything in this section after "weapon"
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WEAPON:Chidori Jūmonji yari; two great spears, with noticeably obsidian hued blades, usually strapped to the back or carried in the hand due to their sheer size. If they are not in use she will resort to a mixture of Jujitsu and Shotokan style Karate.

However, as a princess of the Sanada Clan, she has learned to utilize other weapons. She is able to use all three wakizashi, nodachi, and kodachi in absence of her weapons. Due to the clan's history with its Twelve Braves, Hana is also familiar with shuriken and kusarigama combat.
<br>RELIC: The artifacts that give her power are indeed the Yari she closely guards. Once belonging to the 15th family head, they have been passed down from generation to generation to the first-born of the clan regardless of gender.
<br>RELIC OWNER: Sanada Yukimura/Nobushige (真田 幸村 / 信繁); (1567 – June 3, 1615)
<br>OWNER HISTORY: "A Hero who may appear once in a hundred years" | "Crimson Demon of War" | "The Last Sengoku Hero".
Sanada Yukimura was a samurai warrior during the 'Sengoku' or 'Warring States' period of Japan. He is best known for being an extremely skilled warrior and was given the nickname of 'Crimson Demon of War' among others. Along with his father, Yukimura fought countless battles and had an outstanding record for winning when the odds were stacked against him.
<br>ACTIVATED ABILITY 1: Body of the Crimson Demon; Allows Hana to punch or kick her opponents with a fist or foot of fiery aura. Quite literally, it does burn whom every comes in contact with it, and depending on the variables of a natural burn (length of time target is in contact with it, reaction time, the location of the burn (ex. Hand, chest etc.)) can range from minor to fairly desirable burns. [[One turn cool down time]]
<br>ACTIVATED ABILITY 2: Ring of Fire; Allows Hana to create a ring around herself or her group and temporarily strengthens her group’s/her own attacks. A simple construct reminiscent of her aura, it surrounds her/her group completely. It lasts two turns and can only support four people. [[Three turn cool down time]]
<br>LOCKED ACTIVATED ABILITY 3: One Hundred Years of Fire; Allows Hana to generate at least thirty spear like projectiles made of fire in the sky, sending them down on the opponent in a ruthless barrage. Fortunately, they can be dodged, despite being four times larger than a normal spear, but leave the victim with a stinging sensation for three turns.
[[Five turn cool down time]]
<br>PASSIVE 1: Tigress’ Speed; Gives Hana a massive speed boost, of which is rumored to be that of a demon’s-though really it only causes the user to move two times faster.
<br>LOCKED PASSIVE 2: You Leave Me to Become the Tiger; When faced with a tight or critical situation, her capabilities with the Yari become two times better.
<br>LOCKED AWAKENED MODE COLOR: Scarlet
<br>LOCKED
<br> AWAKENED ATTACK: Anata Wa Watashi No Seishin O Koenaidarou; As an absolute last stand, Hana plants her spears into the ground, whereas they begin to form a shape-reminiscent to that of one of the Rokumonsen symbols via fire. Once complete they trap the target in an explosion of fire and brimstone for at least two turns- while the damage usually ranges from severe to fatal due to nature of the attack.Causes instant blackout to the user.</div>

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<CENTER><b>HISTORY</b></CENTER><br>
<br>FAMILY: (If you have faceclaims in mind please note them.)
<br><br>• Father; Sanada Yukihiro [Current Head of the Sanada Clan, a wise man, with a temper of equal caliber. At first glance he is calm and collected, but easily loses his cool if he's rubbed the wrong way.]

<br><br>• Mother; Sanada Megohime [Fierce Onna-Bugeisha of the Fukushima Clan; The Lady Sanada rules over the Kozuke province with an iron fist in her husband's absence- resulting in her being in full control majority of the time. In regards to her children, she will watch them suffer, she will watch them burn. But her love will remain as unconditional as it is difficult.]


<br><br>• Sibling(s);
Sanada Megumi [Incredibly competitive with a violent superiority complex. Has deeply mixed feelings for her older sister- her reasons are unknown. Currently fourteen years of age.]
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Sanada Daisuke [Has no use for the politics of his family and simply enjoys fighting and subsequently mauling his opponents. Also age fourteen]
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Sanada Hinata [Youngest child and by far the most naïve. However, her prowess is strangely subtle and ominous, especially for a child her age. Current age eight.]

<br><br>• Mentor; Yoshida Kyohei [A young samurai master who supposedly defeated all his mentors and opponents with little ease. What could’ve caused such a man is currently unknown. He was Hana’s master for four years and is now training Sanada Hinata.]
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<br>BACKGROUND:

Sanada Hana; Princess of The Sanada Clan and current holder of the legendary Yari of Sanada Yukimura.

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Born to Fukushima Megohime and Family Head Sanada Yukihiro, Hana was not allowed to see her parents and was raised by a plethora of strict handmaiden and famous tutors instead. Due to her status as their eldest child, Hana was ensured of etiquette, poise, and charm that were not only exceptional but would also earn her high favour in society. However, her physical training was not to be neglected. Due to her status, it was tradition that she inherited one of the most important heirlooms of the family. In such a feat she was to face her father in a ceremonial series of combat and defeat him. Hana, despite being only six years old, had been weighed down with the urge for both intellectual and physical superiority to other rivaling clans. Having her life completely devoted to these two things- resulted in her being proficient in at least two martial arts and highly educated at a young age. Unfortunately, her self-worth had taken an irreparable amount of damage. Her adult peers praised her- a gifted child who had no trouble learning so many things in remarkable time... A gifted child who would never see herself good enough for anything or anyone ever again.

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At age nine, she’d been relocated to the province of Kozuke where she would live with her parents. Though they loved her unconditionally for her prowess and intellect, they also ensured that this was where her grueling training would truly begin. Her parents were not monstrous in relations to her, but they were more oppressing than actual parents and were ruthless to her when she was most vulnerable, most forgetful.
After the introduction of her younger siblings, her parents abdicated from sparring with her. Unfortunately, her siblings seemed far crueler than her, mostly out of malicious intent and the principle of competition drilled into their brains. Still, her ladyship was never neglected, and she was expected to treat her loved ones with the utmost respect and to cherish and protect her younger siblings. Frankly, outside of training they got along quite well and had very close bonds to one another.

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Unfortunately, the mental weight that came with this was too much for a child and Hana was removed from her training for a total of five months. During this period of time, she had received many visits from her mother- who, for the first time- had become wary of her daughter’s condition.
In this short time, Megohime had become the unsuspected idol and heroine of Hana’s life. At such a tender age she was sure that not even one hundred tutors could teach her what her mother had over this course. Upon resuming training, her worth had been fairly restored, she was far from good enough, but she’d come too far to be berated by children. It appeared that avoiding the fight had made her a stronger warrior.

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As she grew, so did the demand for a capable leader. With the ceremony fast approaching, she was handed over to a young master on her mother's request. The hours of her training dwarfed the hours of her rest. And her master's routines remained as rigorous as ever. In this time, she began training with the Yari and had learned fairly quickly. With this knowledge, her master trained her- watched her suffer and grow in retaliation. She had become something akin to her namesake, but if she was going to bloom any further, she needed the fire to take her.

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For four long years, he'd brought her up to the day of her birth. The day that would truly determine her worth. The ceremony was solemn, in black robes, she was to await both death and her father. Yet what had truly happened in their encounter lasted throughout the night and into the dawn. Away from the eyes of onlookers, what was exchanged between the two remained a mystery that steered her clear on the path of her destiny. Upon succeeding her father, he had not been met with a child, not even someone else, but something entirely different. He could not have been anymore thankful that this was the child who would transcend his rule. Who was he to deny the terrifying awakening of his own daughter? In her eyes, he could see the rage and war lust of the old lord. She was still herself, but something else stirred just beneath the surface of everything she was.

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Due to the complicated conditions of her victory, she was expected to attend the Edo Bugei as soon as possible, or her clan would face unbecoming consequences. With the ultimatum at hand, the girl had become a woman at the price of oblivion and was more than willing to agree with the offer. While not being the best spearwoman, she has bonded quite well with her relics- and there seems to, at last, be hope for her future as a Clan Leader. Hana had grown immensely over the course of her life, but beautifully will never be what comes to mind. She has conquered her pwn piece of hell, and what has become of her will always reflect that.

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Needless to say, the sheer trauma riddling the Lord Sanada’s face was burnt into the child’s mind as Hana had taken her opportunity and used it well. To struggle to stand on her own two feet, to sputter out hot blood in attempts to breathe- and still feel the need to laugh despite all she’d been through, was something he could hardly find words for. He was as proud as he was terrified. Such a child like this- was not a child at all.
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But Hana had her reasons, the nightmare was finally over- the fact she wouldn’t have to suffer like this weighed heavily upon her. The ceremony was done. She had claimed her birthright.
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But of course, not without a price. Despite suffering from concussions and struggling to stay afloat for a week straight, there are diplomatic matters to attend to, as the new owner of such relics, she’s expected to attend the Edo Bugei as soon as possible. With the ultimatum at hand, Hana trained with the relics alongside Yoshida Kyohei for the last time. While not the best spearwoman, she has bonded quite well with the relics- there seems to be hope for her future at last. Hana had grown immensely over the ceremony, but beautifully is the least that comes to mind. Some would say she was terrifying- as she laughed through her pain and smiled at the defeat of her opponent.

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