Name: Seiken Noroshi
Age: 11
Gender: Male
Height: 5'2"
Weight: 110 lbs
General Description: Noroshi is a slender boy of 11 and generally carefree. Born with crimson hair, he had always stood out in a crowd, something his slightly overprotective mother had always liked. He wore it in a shaggy fashion which poked up all over his head and down the sides of this Caucasian face. His eyes glow with the same bright red hue. He's always been fond of dressing rather nicely, and as such he can always be seen in some form of collared button-down shirt no matter the occasion. His personality has some variety to it. Most of the time he is seen as always smiling, sometimes for no reason at all. He believes that life has a plan for everyone so there's no time to worry. He counteracts his public jolliness with a much more quiet and reflective private life. If he's ever alone, he thinks coolly on life and its plan for him as well as those around him. But as soon as he's with people, friend or foe, he'll put a smile on and see where life takes him.
History: Growing up in a small village in the Land of Fire, Noroshi had always been one for the simpler things. Always playing ninja with the boys of the town ever since he was young, growing up to be the real thing has always been a wish of his. However, moving to the great Leaf City had never been an option for reasons unknown to him. He grew up with his mother and knew nothing of his father, as his mother forbade any talk of him. Dead or alive, Noroshi did not know, and nor did he care. He had a fine life here and his mother was kind and nurturing enough to count as two parents anyway. However, in a strange haste and more unknown reasons to him, his mother took him and they left their little village in the forest and headed northeast when Noroshi was 10. After a few days travel by carriage, they arrived in the Land of Lightning. Noroshi's eyes widened as the snow capped mountains came into view, taller than anything he had ever seen before. As their altitude changed and roads grew narrow and winding, his jaw had not gotten off the floor. After another few days of this, an even greater site emerged as they turned around one last mountain. A city etched into the huge spires of rock came into view off in the distance as the sun rose behind it causing every stone and flake of fallen snow to shimmer so bright he couldn't help but squint. It was hard to believe he would be able to call this place home. Even after a month of settling in, the crisp mountain air and beautiful scenery of the mountains near and far still amazed him. He then came into a stark realization he was surprised took so long to see. He could become a ninja here! Although from the Land of Fire, Noroshi felt no extreme loyalties to the nation or its capital, so wearing a different headband than the ones he'd come to know was not all that important to him, as long as he learned the same skills. After being able to call such a wonderful place his home, it was second nature he'd want to protect it. By the time he was 11, Noroshi had finally convinced his mother to allow him to train in the ninja arts, and that day he ran along the streets towards the academy of Kumogakure, all the while knowing that in a short time he would be heading there by rooftop.
Age: 11
Gender: Male
Height: 5'2"
Weight: 110 lbs
General Description: Noroshi is a slender boy of 11 and generally carefree. Born with crimson hair, he had always stood out in a crowd, something his slightly overprotective mother had always liked. He wore it in a shaggy fashion which poked up all over his head and down the sides of this Caucasian face. His eyes glow with the same bright red hue. He's always been fond of dressing rather nicely, and as such he can always be seen in some form of collared button-down shirt no matter the occasion. His personality has some variety to it. Most of the time he is seen as always smiling, sometimes for no reason at all. He believes that life has a plan for everyone so there's no time to worry. He counteracts his public jolliness with a much more quiet and reflective private life. If he's ever alone, he thinks coolly on life and its plan for him as well as those around him. But as soon as he's with people, friend or foe, he'll put a smile on and see where life takes him.
History: Growing up in a small village in the Land of Fire, Noroshi had always been one for the simpler things. Always playing ninja with the boys of the town ever since he was young, growing up to be the real thing has always been a wish of his. However, moving to the great Leaf City had never been an option for reasons unknown to him. He grew up with his mother and knew nothing of his father, as his mother forbade any talk of him. Dead or alive, Noroshi did not know, and nor did he care. He had a fine life here and his mother was kind and nurturing enough to count as two parents anyway. However, in a strange haste and more unknown reasons to him, his mother took him and they left their little village in the forest and headed northeast when Noroshi was 10. After a few days travel by carriage, they arrived in the Land of Lightning. Noroshi's eyes widened as the snow capped mountains came into view, taller than anything he had ever seen before. As their altitude changed and roads grew narrow and winding, his jaw had not gotten off the floor. After another few days of this, an even greater site emerged as they turned around one last mountain. A city etched into the huge spires of rock came into view off in the distance as the sun rose behind it causing every stone and flake of fallen snow to shimmer so bright he couldn't help but squint. It was hard to believe he would be able to call this place home. Even after a month of settling in, the crisp mountain air and beautiful scenery of the mountains near and far still amazed him. He then came into a stark realization he was surprised took so long to see. He could become a ninja here! Although from the Land of Fire, Noroshi felt no extreme loyalties to the nation or its capital, so wearing a different headband than the ones he'd come to know was not all that important to him, as long as he learned the same skills. After being able to call such a wonderful place his home, it was second nature he'd want to protect it. By the time he was 11, Noroshi had finally convinced his mother to allow him to train in the ninja arts, and that day he ran along the streets towards the academy of Kumogakure, all the while knowing that in a short time he would be heading there by rooftop.
