Keno Vashenra

Full Name: Keno Vashenra
Nicknames: Onyx Raven, The Wanderer, Quiet One
Age: 27
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Physical Description: Strong but Lean
Place of Residence: None for he is a wanderer
Place of Birth: Oto ::Sound Village::
Rank: ANBU
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Known Relatives
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Father: Darvik {Deceased}
Mother: Elthean {Deceased}
Brother: Darvik Jr. {Unknown}
Sister: Vanesca {Unknown}
Sister: Holly {Deceased}
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Looks: Keno looked down twoard his burning home with his onyx eyes; his hair waving gracefully in the icy winds. Had he not been awake the flames would have engulfed him aswell as his brother, Darvik Vashenra. "Why does it matter to me...," he murmured to himself before drawling his katanas. "...To easy..."

Religion/Philosophy: None
Occupation: Wanderer
Known Friends/Assocations: None
Known Enemies: Sound Ninja
Hobbies: Chakra Control, Kenjutsu
Special Abilities:
Positive Personality Traits: Humorful, Nuetral Hearted, Good Leader
Negative Personality Traits: Dislikes Most Genin
Misc. Quirks: None



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Keno Vashenra's Biography
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Upon the first days after the Sound and Leaf villages became entertwined in a truce, a child was born. The baby boy's eyes sparcled a dark grey and his faint traces of hair waved in the drafty nursery. After the parent's took their child home they named him, "Keno Vashenra"

As Keno grew up his intllect was keen and his voice was well strung. He exceeded in his school, always being at the top of his game in both stradegy tactics and phisical strength. Keno liked being at the top and being able to always look down on his fellow studens but for some reason he felt the erge to leave this behind. Keno ignored this urdge until he saw "Elizebeth Goodway."

He just couldn't resist her voice and good looks, so he decied to write her a poem. Keno stayed up night and day writing and rehearsing the poem until it was finished. As he walked slowly and calm to her inn room he read the poem once more, reading it thoroughly. As he approached her door he felt a sudden feeling of sadness as it seemed to linger in the air. Keno knocked on the door waiting patiently for her to walk to the door with pleasure.

Instead of Elizebeth opening the door it was her mother, tears were running down her face. Keno knew what had happened, his heart breaking slowly. He entered the home and glaced around at a group of sorrowful family members looking at a primitive coffin. Keno looked down to the holder of his dear beloved, tears streaming down his face, illuminating in the window's light.


"Who and Why?" he muttered placing his hand on the sheath of his Katana."Tell me!" Keno yelled in anger taking his blade from his sccarab. The room was quiet as he decied to get revenge over her death. Keno sped out of the house into the misty village, blade still drawn in search of who killed his loved one.

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hey, you need to use the Soft Template - not the one from your old froum thanks. And try and clear up the personality - i have no idea what your char is like

dang i can't even see thanks shardic

no prob, just doing my... part.....

I AM A NOOBZ!

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