Character Name: Taru Himoura
Other name[s] they go by: (none)
Gender: Female
Martial Status: Dumped (Her brother is to blame)
Occupation: Apprentice to herbalist
Location: Currently here.
Favorite Quote: And in the darkness, in the secret hour, when we awoke in the night and there were no brothers around us, but only their shapes in the beds and their snores, we closed our eyes, and we held our lips shut, and we stopped our breath, that no shudder might let our brothers see or hear or guess, and we thought ... we wished.
Hobbies: Walking in the woods, searching for plants. Swimming. Learning
Interests: Horticulture, Geology, Vulcanology, Cosmetic Chemistry.
History: Taru, the elder of three siblings, came into the realization of death as no child should. Complications from the birth of her brothers were more than her mother’s body could overcome thus ending her life. That was when the rift began within Taru’s mind. As her father’s bed grew cold, he began to crave and brought into the home a woman whose smile never reached her eyes, eyes who were often on the girl. As an ever present buffer, Taru’s brothers received a relatively warm and loving upbringing, never knowing what she endured. Years passed and soon there was only one thing that made her smile, the one thing she had left in a house that was now intentionally bereft of her mother. She carried with her a small mirror, the case now slightly scratched but still beautiful, the most delicate dragonflies gracing an azure sky, captured, as oft was she, to a time now long gone. The woman which fed her father’s desires thought Taru vain as she would catch her peering into the small mirror, an intent look on the girl’s face as if she were very pleased at what she did see. And she was delighted with the beauty in which she witnessed for what she saw was not herself, but the face of her mother, long gone but never forgotten.
When her favored brother, Jene, left home, she left soon after, looking for him. And now she finds herself here.
Physical description: Around 5'5" with dark, shoulder length hair. Her facial features is an odd mix of oriental and anglo-saxon.
Personality: Kind, Fragile
Weapons: Glock, various knives.
Anything you think should be known about them: You would never think she could kill.