Name: Harutakenawa Kenbu
Age: 11
Physical Description: Kenbu, standing at four feet nine inches and weighing in at eighty-nine pounds, is a thin boy with a lean body from helping his father in the weapons shop, training his sword skills, and delivering his father’s works to their nearby clients. As he spends most of his time by the heat or out in the sun delivering weapons, he has dry brown skin, unruly, dry and brittle hair, scarred legs and arms and with calloused hands and feet. As for his face, he has dark brown chinky eyes, a small round nose, a pair of slightly large ears and a pair of thin brown lips.
Mental Description: Kenbu wasn’t born with much intelligence, which he knows. Hence, he works hard to be good at what he does. Something that developed his patience at the same time. He isn’t afraid to ask questions when he doesn’t know enough. However, he asks for confirmation a lot and is not very confident with his findings until his knowledge is confirmed a lot of people and even then, he will be very shy in divulging his newfound information. The boy, like most children, spends a lot of time dreaming of what he could be, of what he would like to make, of what kinds of people he would like to be friends with. Sometimes that takes up too much of his time though.
When dealing with people, he would either say too little or say too much. Why he does that, he doesn’t know. It’s a habit he grew up with. Aside from that, Kenbu tends to protective of people around him but careless for his own well-being. Something his father has repeatedly scolded him for. Telling him it’s important to protect oneself too.
Nicknames: Ninii – what Kohaku affectionately calls him
Nanakusa no Kenbu – what his father and auntie calls him because 1, he was enjoys eating seven herb rice porridge, requesting it everyday, and two, he was born the day of the festival of the seven herbs [Nanakusa no sekku]. Being born on the day of Jinjitsu makes people special, his auntie would always say.
History: The boy never knew his mother. No one talks about her and he never had a reason to ask. Why? He grew up with his father living with his widowed aunt and her family. Their family works for them as his auntie Hinano treated him like her own, taking care of him and his needs. His two cousins are all younger than and so, he treats them all as his younger siblings. The youngest is too young to even do anything being an infant whilst the other one is a seven year old who likes to follow him around. The desire to be a shinobi is always there, given that they’re living in a sort of military city. Almost everyone wants to either be one or be in a job that caters to one. The lives of everyone he knew revolved around ninjas and he couldn’t think of a better way to live. So when he told his father he would like to enroll at the ninja academy, he just received a smile and told him to wait until sunrise next morning so his father could do it with him, not for him. His father, being one of the few persons who doesn’t spoil him rotten, - given that his auntie Hinano and Kohaku, his seven year old cousin, loves doing and giving things to him – wanting to let him do something on his own with a little help. Walking home, his father told him that one day, he would either be a great ninja or a great weaponsmith. He answered that he will be both and they both laughed happily.
Age: 11
Physical Description: Kenbu, standing at four feet nine inches and weighing in at eighty-nine pounds, is a thin boy with a lean body from helping his father in the weapons shop, training his sword skills, and delivering his father’s works to their nearby clients. As he spends most of his time by the heat or out in the sun delivering weapons, he has dry brown skin, unruly, dry and brittle hair, scarred legs and arms and with calloused hands and feet. As for his face, he has dark brown chinky eyes, a small round nose, a pair of slightly large ears and a pair of thin brown lips.
Mental Description: Kenbu wasn’t born with much intelligence, which he knows. Hence, he works hard to be good at what he does. Something that developed his patience at the same time. He isn’t afraid to ask questions when he doesn’t know enough. However, he asks for confirmation a lot and is not very confident with his findings until his knowledge is confirmed a lot of people and even then, he will be very shy in divulging his newfound information. The boy, like most children, spends a lot of time dreaming of what he could be, of what he would like to make, of what kinds of people he would like to be friends with. Sometimes that takes up too much of his time though.
When dealing with people, he would either say too little or say too much. Why he does that, he doesn’t know. It’s a habit he grew up with. Aside from that, Kenbu tends to protective of people around him but careless for his own well-being. Something his father has repeatedly scolded him for. Telling him it’s important to protect oneself too.
Nicknames: Ninii – what Kohaku affectionately calls him
Nanakusa no Kenbu – what his father and auntie calls him because 1, he was enjoys eating seven herb rice porridge, requesting it everyday, and two, he was born the day of the festival of the seven herbs [Nanakusa no sekku]. Being born on the day of Jinjitsu makes people special, his auntie would always say.
History: The boy never knew his mother. No one talks about her and he never had a reason to ask. Why? He grew up with his father living with his widowed aunt and her family. Their family works for them as his auntie Hinano treated him like her own, taking care of him and his needs. His two cousins are all younger than and so, he treats them all as his younger siblings. The youngest is too young to even do anything being an infant whilst the other one is a seven year old who likes to follow him around. The desire to be a shinobi is always there, given that they’re living in a sort of military city. Almost everyone wants to either be one or be in a job that caters to one. The lives of everyone he knew revolved around ninjas and he couldn’t think of a better way to live. So when he told his father he would like to enroll at the ninja academy, he just received a smile and told him to wait until sunrise next morning so his father could do it with him, not for him. His father, being one of the few persons who doesn’t spoil him rotten, - given that his auntie Hinano and Kohaku, his seven year old cousin, loves doing and giving things to him – wanting to let him do something on his own with a little help. Walking home, his father told him that one day, he would either be a great ninja or a great weaponsmith. He answered that he will be both and they both laughed happily.
