Title: Days of the Kami
Shinji, Yorei goryo

Statistics

Template: Ghost
 
BODY 5 Creature Powers 14
CHI 3 Info/Haiku poetry 15
  Magic 7 Seduction 13
MIND 7 Sorcery 13
  Charisma 8
REFLEXES 6
Shinji in human form
Sorcery Schticks: Creature Powers:


Wealth level: Poor
 

Image

Shinji appears as a simple, kindly-looking young man. Dressed in fine silk clothes that seem to hint at high birth, he carries himself with grace and beauty. But at a whim, the true visage of Shinji can appear, a dark and broken man, the instruments of his murder still buried within him.
 

Silence

trees in winter frost
black arrows whistle in flight
his spirit lingers

  -Shinji


Silence.

The moment was born into it and ended with its touch.  Shinji sat, still, growing cold in the winter air.  Around him, the trees lay naked and bare, frosted with new snow. And the words never escaped him. They filled his mind and he hoarded them like precious stones, writing them down to parchment.

The life of a poet.

He wrote, capturing and paring down the essence of the moment, each scene carved, word by word, until he could do no more. Each haiku was a single breath of the soul and it meant everything to him.

It was the screams that pulled him from his rest. The screams of the dying and not yet dead. They echoed in the wood, mingled with laughter. the wood darkened with the evil of men. Something whistled behind him.

Shinji turned as the first arrow took him in the throat, yanking him backwards and down into the icy  grass, his red blood melting the morning frost. He struggled, but could not move. There was the sound of clapping and more laughter, growing closer. He wanted to cry out, but his voice would not help him.

Rough hands lifted him, rough faces sneered and taunted as they placed him on a tree. Shinki could not make out how many there were, but there seeemed a stream of them, coming from the edge of the wood like a river of darkness. He wanted to run, to hide, but his legs would not help him.

His chest felt warm and there was a softness at the edge of everything, and words came to him, final thoughts budding into haiku, into the language of his soul. Stillborn, they could be shared with no one, and words could not help him.

In a line they formed, the only order in the chaos of the morning, their bows high and ready. Black arrows lined each one, aching for flight. There was a calm that came over him, almost a release.

It was the calm before the storm. His heart raged a moment, then the world was filled with black rain, as arrow after arrow pierced his flesh.

Silence.

The moment was born into it and ended with its touch.  Shinji sat, still, growing cold in the winter air.  Around him, the trees lay naked and bare, frosted with new snow. And the words never escaped him. They filled his mind and he hoarded them like precious stones:
 

trees in winter frost
black arrows whistle in flight
his spirit lingers
 
  -Shinji

Background

Shinji was Kakita Shinji in life, although out of modesty he signed his poetry with only his personal name.  The third son of a wealthy lord, he was raised with the best, which is why he's had the time to devote his life to poetry and not something more valuable and useful. He was used to safety on his father's lands and wandered into a wood plagued by bandits. He wasn't paying attention and it cost him his life.


Note:
Shinji's picture in human form comes from the television show "Samurai Jack."  It was obtained by Shinji's player, Mark Metzner, from an unknown site.  Used without permission.  No copyright challenge intended.

Shinji's Sorcery schtick "Winter" is simply adapted from the "Weather" schtick in the main rulebook, where the special effects Heat and Humidity, Lightning, and Thunder have been replaced by three special effects from David Eber's "Ice" Sorcery schtick.  A fourth of these special effects has been converted to a Blast special effect.  Can you figure out what Shinji's theme is?  :-)


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