Kenshin Takeda's History

History: Kenshin grew up in a small village a good distance from what would be considered a civilized city. The people needed little of from the rest of the world as they could hunt from the land and had gardens for everything else. What they were skilled at however was Elixir Magic, a style of magic in which alcoholic drinks are enhanced with magical effects to give the drinker a variety of strengths or effects for a time. At the heart of this town was the Brew Master who at this time was a very old very frail women. Kenshin along with a few other boys and girls of the village were chosen to be apprentices to her which involved each making drinks of growing complexity until the successor was chosen. During his apprenticeship he was skilled in the formula of the drinks able to correctly mix the ingredients but every time he presented his creation to his master she told him there was always something missing in his creations. As time passed his fellow apprentices were sent away until it was him and two others all trying to be the chosen by the master. In a wild attempt to prove himself skilled enough to be her apprentice he stole her book of elixirs and skipped to the final drink one that was strangely simple to create and despite all the warnings listed in the book he created. "Saints Blood" a drink that would give the drinker the power of the divine for a few moments. He was so proud when he presented the drink and in true ceremony he took the first sip and afterwords blacked out. When he came too the other two apprentices were dead and his master barely hanging onto life. He couldn't understand until he saw the blood on his hands and understood that somehow he had ruined his creation and their deaths was his fault. With her dying breath his master told him his drinks "Lacked heart". At the time he didnt understand but in his shame he tried to cover his crime by knocking over the lanterns and starting a fire to burn down her home. He took only the eye patch, meant to be a reminder of his crime and fled from his home.

Even after his escape his past haunted him so he turned to the skills he learned to create powerful drinks, but rather then magical properties he drank them purely for the alcohols effects drinking himself into a drunken state and realizing he needed more to stay this way he created his first batch while deeply intoxicated. To his shock his drinks suddenly had powerful magic with them and the heart he had been missing was the pride emotions he needed to put into his craft and with it he realized he could craft his powerful drinks long as he was drunk. It was during this drunken wandering that he met his pet, a small rabbit who fell into the brewing pot he was using during one of the rituals. To his shock/delight the rabbit seemed smarter from its dip and had the ability to drink as heavily as his human companion. Now he realizes he might be able to use his magic for some good and seeks a guild to join and hone his skills and craft to make amends for his past.

RP Sample:
Kenshin didnt pick the bar because it looked nice or because it was getting dark or because he was looking for a good time in short he has thirst and while his cloak was heavy with flasks and jugs of his own magical concoctions he wasn't in the mood to deal with a magical side effect. He swayed left and right as he walked with a smile and it took him a few tries to find the door and he nearly fell flat on his face when he finally found his way inside. It was the evening hours and he clearly wasn't the only one there looking for fun as the laughter and chatter of a busy bar hits his ears and with a few more swaying steps finds himself a seat at the bar and taps the wood a few times to get the attention of the bartender.

Finally getting the mans attention Kenshin gives him a drunken smile "Bottle of your strongest, two glasses" he requests and sets the money on the table before he would be questioned if he had it. The man turned back and came back a moment later with the requested booze and shot glasses. "Thanks" Kenshin says eyeing the bottle and he pushes the money across. Then from within his cloak something stirred and moved and something crawled under his cloak to his collar and his little rabbit friend pops his head out sniffing the air. "Bout time, thought you were going to make me drink alone Murasaki" he jokes pinching the little creature by the back of his neck and setting him on the bar. Then he pours the two of them a glass and human and rabbit mirror each other as they grab their glasses tilt their heads back and down their glasses in a few moments both setting their empty glasses down with twin sighs.

With the warm booze flowing down into his stomach he and the rabbit relaxed more and the human took a second to look around the bar to see if there was anyone worth talking to. His eyes narrowed when he noticed a man leaning over a barmaid whispering something and saw she was trying to pull away with a look of disgust but the man's grip was tight. Kenshin gave a sigh and poured the rabbit another drink before standing up, hands sliding into his cloak he pulls out a flask and takes a single gulp, to his disgust the taste of the last drink clashed with his own but soon he felt a warm feeling flowing to his limbs and he calmly walked over. "Well hi" he says happily flopping to the table in front of them resting his heads in his hands and looking into the mans eyes. "I don't think  she wants to hold your hand anymore" Kenshin says his one eye closed in a content grin and remained that way even after the mans fist connected to his skull. Of course the man was soon yelling in pain, to Kenshin it felt like a fly had hit him and to the man it had felt like he punched a  wall. With the lady free from his grip and backing up Kenshin just grabs the bottom of the table and flips it, sending it and the man flying back into the wall with strength his slender form didn't suggest he had. "Well.....that was fun" Kenshin says dusting his hands and turning, only to notice three guys getting up each with angry glares and they must of been friends of the man he just abused. "Darn...it was such a nice bar too" he mumbles taking another gulp of his own drink and rushing into the fight headfirst.