BASIC INFORMATION

ESSENTIAL INFORMATION

Appearance: Adorning a robust frame, his body is a strong product of the rigorous bamboo forest. He boasts a highly sculpted physique that implies a vast array of classic strength and musculature. He has a tan skin complexion as well as a pair of dark brown eyes, outfitted above a boxed jawline and sparsely populated facial scars. His hair is also dark brown and is kept in a long pony tail with just a few long spikes protruding from the front. As far as apparel his entire upper body exposed, adorning nothing but a vast array of scars and a pair of large beaded necklaces. Around his torso is heavy white bandage wraps can be found, leading up to his waist. A pair of purple loose fitting pants can be found on the lower half of his body with brown draw strings wrapped around the waist and around each of the pant legs, which end just after the beginning of each knee. His calfs, all the way down to his feet, are completely wrapped in white bandage tape only to be supported by a pair of brown basket woven sandals.

Motivations: To act as a shield for others, even if they already have a shield of their own. His primary focus is to defend and lay his body on the line when needed in hopes of preventing a potential repeat of his own tragedy.

Quirks: He has a rather astonishing amount of visible battle scars, particularly on his upper torso, making it hard to believe such wounds hadn't managed to kill him in the past. 

Bonds: Albeit rather general, he has a special bond with those who are, or are aspiring to be, true protectors. This sense of camaraderie is the only thing that truly resonates with him at this point.

Call To Action: After being captured and held from the world for so long, his mission is to protect others to prevent what happened to him to happen to anyone else. 

Backstory: Due to his given name and his less than modern appearance, it is often assumed that his lineage unfolds from a tale of unlikely kinship regarding a sleuth of bears. However, the truth of the matter is that he was raised in East City. Well, to be exact, the surrounding bamboo forest of the large eastern town. So it would suffice to say, in light of the natural assumptions, that he does have a sort of 'wild' background to begin with. Growing up in the bamboo forest, he was the youngest child (hence the name Cub) to a pair of estranged monks who found themselves exiled from the Orin Temple due to the findings of their illicit relationship.

Coming up he developed an unbridled fascination for the martial arts, always seeing practitioners from the various schools passing by, and sometimes even training in his native thicket. His parents were rather passive in their approach, choosing to live in the forest, they advocated a sense of freedom that they were not allowed at the temple. Needless to say, his passion for the martial arts was neither praised nor scolded. His entire life (as he remembers it) consisted of ditching his family and secretly following behind various martial artists within the forest. Stalking them a lot of times just to see if he was good enough to do so undetected.

The bulk of his knowledge and skills come from watching as he always proved to be too shy to approach any of the martial artists he followed. Copying their regiments and techniques in the shadows was how he got good, and training himself upon his findings was how he always improved. He was fifteen when he stumbled across his large broadsword that seemed to be left at an abandoned training area within the forest. The large and professionally crafted blade was something he seemed to have a natural affinity for, unlike any of the other facets regarding the martial arts.

His teenage years were filled with adventure and great friendships made along the way, but in the midst of it all something tragic had happened. He was kidnapped. He never saw his captor, nor did he see the way to the mysterious realm he had been taken to, but his confinement was clear. Cub found himself at the age of eighteen trapped in a seemingly peaceful ethereal forest, however the forest had boundaries, boxing him in at every direction within a mile. He was trapped. Time seemed normal to him there, the span of twelve years had passed as he grew into a full grown man. Had his personality not been so carefree the solitary confinement would have most likely driven him mad.

His escape had eventually come on the day of his 30th birthday, just as randomly and as a abruptly as his capture seemingly all those years ago. A portal through space and time appeared before him accompanied with a disembodied voice, seemingly toned with desperation and struggle. The voice instructed him to step through to return home, but to hurry, as it described an entity by the name of Cinder, could not be held off for much longer. Upon stepping through Cub emerged into the bamboo forest, the place of his home, back on Earth with just as many questions as he had from when he had left. Luckily with the help of his friend Atreus and a wish from the dragonballs the time lost on his age has been restored, and thus allowing him to proceed with his adventures as if uninterrupted.