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Author Topic: Lung-tan Zazen-ji  (Read 878 times)

Description: Warlord Prince. Opal to Sapphire. played by Sol.

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Lung-tan Zazen-ji
« on: Dec 30, 18, 03:21:21 PM »
The Basics

Character Name: Lung-tan Zazenji-ji
Nicknames: The Dragon of the Mountains; Hanzo no Izayoi (original name)
Age and Birth Year:  54 (born 140 AP)
Race:  Tacean/Short-lived
Caste:  Warlord Prince
Birth Territory: Tacea
Home Territory: Tacea

Birthright Jewel: cut Opal
Offering Jewel: cut Sapphire

Role: Abbot of Zazen-ji
Faction: Zazen-ji

Appearance

Play By: Louis Fan/Siu-Wong Fan
Distinguishing Features: 

He has a vertical scar just about his left out that stops at his eyebrow.

His hair, while very short, and salt and pepper gray, has grown in enough to hide the temple’s traditional incense burns.  If one looks very closely, there are six dots arranged in two vertical lines of three dots each.  They signify that he has taken all of the vows, at one time or another, and is training is complete.

Personality



Personality:

Lung-Tan is a man with a past.  It is a past that he has largely disconnected himself from.  He has not done so in a way that absolves him of the actions he undertook during the war, but he does believe that the man he was was, has ended.  Hanzo no Izayoi was a soldier and a warrior.  He was a Warlord Prince given to letting his Rage get the better of him, which he felt was only proper at the time.  He was emblematic of his Clan, though his temper was more that of a Tiger cornered all the time.  It took many years for Lung-Tan to change the prickly and volatile Tiger, to get that beast to mature into another, into the Dragon of the Mountains, patient and powerful, with an even greater Rage held under still greater control.  Lung-Tan has cultivated patience, and no longer allows himself to quickly rise to anger.  He has learned to channel his needs into martial practice, religious devotion, and physical pleasure.  He has also learned to accept his needs as not only natural, but a Blessing from Mother Night herself.

He is a believer in Mother Night and the Darkness as living breathing concepts.  Lung-Tan is not dogmatic, without the benefit of literacy, and and his Brothers must rely on living words to communicate their ideas and philosophies, and so he is more than capable of embracing a new idea if it makes more sense than and old one.  Lung-Tan does not seek to undermine tradition or traditional thought, but neither does he hold a thing sacred simply because it is easier to do so.  He was tried to embrace the feminine, to bring into himself the sense and Craft of the Priest, in an effort to embrace a balance within himself, and perhaps to prove that a Male need not be seen as less than a Female.  He believes that pride led to failure, that or he was simply too rooted in his own masculine power to properly balance or embrace the feminine.  Lung-Tan’s efforts have lent him an eerie serenity, since he still resonated strongly as a Warlord Prince, there is a sense with him that danger lurks just around the next bend in the path, always unseen but ever present.

Lung-Tan has immersed himself in the monastic life, and has spent the latter half of his years breaking down and completely rebuilding his sense of self.  Long hours of meditation, Martial Arts practice and sparring, and seeking religious enlightenment have made him much more thoughtful in action.  He understand that as a Dark Jeweled Warlord Prince, he can have a deep and lasting effect in the world, and he must exercise his power judiciously, rather than liberally as he had done in his old life.  The Warlord Prince is the Male balance to a Queen, the ultimate expression of Mother Night’s feminine power in the real world, and he believes that as the Abbot of the Monastery, he must exemplify not only the masculine, but also that balance with the feminine.  He must be a ready partner for Mother Night herself, or in her absence, her earthly feminine proxies in the form of Priestesses.  Lung-Tan is not strident in his faith, but rather enjoys presenting the ideas of the monastery for open discussion, and takes delight in doing so.

Absent his vestments, Lung-Tan has a ready and easy smile.  He is friendly, even gregarious, and always seems to be laughing at some small internal joke.  On a personal level, if one did not know he was a monk, one would still feel that predatory sense of danger in his company, but it would be somewhat at odds with his pleasant demeanor.  Always willing to pitch in and help, and never afraid to get his hands dirty around the monastery or even in the world.  His demeanor is that of a simple itinerant laborer, plainly dressed, and plainly spoken, albeit with a voice that always gets attention.


Likes:
  • 1 The Martial Arts; The Martial Arts of Zazen-ji were different from the Izayoi-ryu arts he had studied in his youth.  There was a focus on the redirection of energy, of meeting force with guidance, precision, and technique.  The Monks study, teach, practice and use these forms daily to meditate, to exercise, and to defend themselves and each other.  Lung-Tan not only teaches Zazen-dō, he continues to develop it both personally and philosophically.
  • 2 The Monastic life;  Lung-Tan has lived more of his life in the monastery than he has in the rest of Tacea as a scion of one of the great Clan.  He is missing nothing, from his perspective.  His life among the monks has been one of learning and development, and growing wisdom.  He has not only embraced the truth of his Caste, but he has found the balance in it, and knows that both sides of his nature, are still his nature.  He fights as well as defends, and while the fire in his belly still rages, he can control it, channel it, use it as precisely as a Brother archer might place an arrow.
  • 3 A Good Joke;  Life is full of variables and inequities, and is hardly ever fair.  A good joke takes advantages of those little things, and doesn’t always have to be at anyone’s expense.  If the joke can teach a lesson, all the better, and if it can surprise?  Even more so.  Lung-Tan has arrived at the simple notion that if nothing we do matters, cosmically, then all that matters is what we do.  It still makes him smile.
Dislikes:
  • 1 Illiteracy;  Lung-Tan dislikes the Men’s Cipher, he feels that it is very limiting.  In the monastery, he learned literacy, not only in Common but also Ancient Tacean.  He also dislikes the imbalance caused by the tradition of keeping Males illiterate.  The Monastery could share valuable ideas with the world, if Tacean Males could only read them.  This could be resolved by actual literacy, but that would require a sweeping change in national perspective.
  • 2 Disrespect;  The Abbot has earned a measure of respect, as have all creatures.  He is not one to demand such for himself, but he will not allow another to disrespect someone else, whether it is brother to brother, brother to visiting priestess, or even to one of their many livestock and labor animals.  All living things under Mother Night deserve respect.  Consistent disrespect risks waking the Dragon.
  • 3 Senseless Violence;  In his youth, Lung-tan was responsible for much of this.  Pointless violence, meant to prove his superiority, which truly did the opposite.  He stands by their doctrine of not killing, and he understand that violence will occasionally be necessary, but he is not longer a proponent of random senseless violence, nor does he look for fights simply for the sake of fighting any longer.
Fears:
  • 1 Being Discovered; Hanzo no Izayoi has retreated from Tacean life for nearly three decades.  His shame should be forgotten, along with his name, but Lung-Tan knows that there are people that remember him.  There are survivors that will recall the Killing Edge and Rut of the Sapphire Tiger, and he would sincerely rather they did not.
  • 2 Failing the Monastery;  Lung-Tan has worked very hard to arrive where he has.  To be voted in as the Abbot is a high honor, and one he is not entirely certain he deserves.  He has been told that if he believed he did deserve it, he probably shouldn’t be it, by his predecessor.  His doubts and concerns keep him moving forward, keep him learning, but he would hate to let his Brothers and first friend at the monastery down.
  • 3 One Bad Day;  Lung-Tan is a Warlord Prince.  No one is more aware of that than he is.  He knows that he has been very fortunate, that the monks have taught him well, and given him many tools to control himself with their aid and without it.  He also knows that he is only one bad day away from losing his composure, one terrible moment, wherein he will absolutely lose himself to his Rage and to the Killing Edge.  His brothers would hold him blameless, especially considering how tightly he held himself to their tenets, but he knows it is a lurking possibility.
Craft Strengths:
  • 1 Combat Shields; Lung-Tan has learned to turn defense into offense.  He can deploy his shields swiftly to block and even reflect a number of attacks.  He most often makes use of them while he is in motion, and their swift appearance and disappearance is used to keep his opponents off balance, while using their own energy, either physical or Craft, against them.
  • 2 Defensive Shields; Lung-Tan can deploy strong shields that last.  He can form them into something akin to ramparts, and leave them to stand for an extended period of time with far more efficient use of Jewel strength than most, until someone breaks them down, or until he dismisses them.  He has used them to peacefully end conflicts by simply containing the combatants in spheres or boxes, and is able to construct them in a variety of shapes and sizes.
Craft Weaknesses:
  • 1 Incite Rage; Lung-Tan has no capacity for this Craft, he has buried it beneath decades of doctrine and philosophy, and has completely disconnected himself from it.  Whether by lack of talent, or force of will, he cannot do this thing for himself or anyone else.
  • 2 Stealth Craft; The Abbot does not hide, will not hide, and refuses to hide.  He will not do so even when it is in his best interests, and in fact, he cannot do so.  Even before he was a Monk, he was not given to stealth of any kind.  If he must intervene, socially or martially, he does so in full view of the world.
Life Story

Family:
Mother:  Lady Kozuniha no Izayoi :: witch :: Rose to Purple Dusk * :: Born 120 AP
Father: Prince Genji no Izayoi :: Prince :: White to Tiger Eye * :: Born 118 AP
Siblings:
Lady Kikuta no Izayoi :: Black Widow :: Opal to Sapphire * :: Born 150 AP
Lady Kaede no Izayoi :: witch :: Purple Dusk to Green * :: Born 152 AP
Lord Kondo no Izayoi :: Warlord :: White to Tiger Eye * :: Born 165 AP

*adoptable/family rolls (could also go to monks)

History:

Hanzo no Izayoi was born into Clan Izayoi to parents that were proud of their accomplishment.  Their marriage had been arranged, and while their consummation had produced only a Male child, he was at least born into Darkness, with the Caste of Warlord Prince.  He would never reach the heights of a Female Scion, but he would be a great warrior for their Clan.  Hanzo’s life was set before he could even walk or speak.  Clan Izayoi, already militant, had several ways to indoctrinate a Male child into the traditions of the Clan and the family.  Hanzo was not only expected to participate, he was expected to excel.  He was from an unbroken line of Izayoi’s that boasted several luminaries throughout their very long history.  Little Hanzo did not know this, at least not at first, all he knew, even as a child, was that he had a fire in his belly, and it was a struggle to not let it consume him.

He took to his lessons well.  He never questioned.  He only applied himself to whatever was put before him.  Hanzo never asked why he was not allowed to read their oldest texts, never questioned his place in the status quo.  He embraced his role as a Male, whatever that would wind up being, because he knew it would mean that he got to fight, and for Hanzo the fight was everything.  The fire in his belly only grew larger when he had his Birthright, and he came away with a storied Opal, tradition dictating that his cut Jewel implied an ancestor had once wielded that power for the Izayoi.  Hanzo became hungrier; hungrier for food and for the stress and action of battle.  Even as a child, he seemed to spar more, and hit harder.  This impression did not mellow as he grew and matured, and only changed slightly after his Offering.  He came away with another storied Jewel, this one a Sapphire, and that fire in his belly only burned hotter and larger than before.  His appetites became more difficult to satisfy, and now included an additional need, that had to be judiciously managed.

He trained harder than ever before, and his still harder, and became a frequent client of Red Moon Houses, as often as he was taken to bed by influential females.  He was truly a Tiger of the Izayoi, and when the war came, he was more than ready.  An armistice had been signed between his Clan and the Kagen, and while some hard feelings remained, among his own family, several Izayoi were allowed to join the Kagen during the Warring Dragons period of Tacea’s history.  For Hanzo, it was not a matter of right and wrong, but a matter of finally finding a place where he could unleash his impulses, and apply his training.  Hanzo quickly became known as The Sapphire Tiger, he was the first warrior into battle, and always the last to leave.  In his wake, the enemies of the Kagen died and suffered.  He was merciless and unforgiving, exemplifying the darkest instincts of the Warlord Prince, without the restraint of the Protector they were also meant to embody.  He was a destroyer, and he reveled in it.  He could pursue no higher office, make no greater claim, not among the Izayoi.  He was just a Male, and this was all he was good for; violence.

Then the day came when he realized he was not who he was meant to be.  Hanzo no Izayoi crossed an invisible line, and did not realize it until it was far too late.  Just as he had been determined to satisfy the fire the burned within him, he had also ignored an aspect of its hunger.  Violence was not all the Warlord Prince needed, and his arrogance led him to not only rise to the Killing Edge, but to take what was not his to possess.  In the wake of a successful skirmish, Hanzo had taken a Shingetsu camp with a Kagen company, commanded by a Female Kagen Officer.  She was displeased to have an Izayoi share in their factory, and talked about Hanzo’s Clan in a derogatory fashion that tested his temper.  By the time the Shingetsu and their allies attempted a counterstroke, Hanzo was already on the edge--he had ignored the needs of his Rut for too long, and the words of this Kagen and her company were chewing away at the barrriers behind which the raging fires of his rage tried to rest.

When the counterstroke came, Hanzo unleashed that Rage like an inferno, and when the smoke cleared and he returned to himself, he found that enemies and allies were dead or dying,  and the Kagen woman was broken by him.  Shame overwhelmed him.  Not only had he committed an atrocity, no matter the circumstances, he had broken the Izayoi/Kagen armistice, and brought shame to his Clan.  No Price could be called for on a Warlord Prince in the Rut, but there did not have to be for Hanzo no Izayoi to have shamed his name and his Clan.  Hanzo threw down his sword, stripped away his armor, and departed the field, disappearing into the mountains, seeking out the monastery that he knew to be there.  He would save his family the shame of his ongoing existence, and be Hanzo no more.

Zazen-ji took him in as a visitor, as was their way.  When asked his name, he said it did not matter.  When asked again, he said he was no one at all, and nothing.  At a loss, he was addressed as Prince Nothing when he was addressed at all, as Protocol demanded that the monks deal with this Sapphire Warlord Prince with the respect his Darkness and his Caste deserved.  In the early days of his arrival, one of the older monks was building a scaffold outside of the temple walls, meaning to inspect it and perform rudimentary repairs.  Hanzo began to help the monk, without being asked to do so, by finishing the scaffolding the monk had left only partly complete.

He worked with that monk for almost a month, before he was invited to become a novice in the monastery.  “Prince Nothing” approached being a monk with the same single minded focus that he had approached becoming a warrior of the Izayoi, albeit gentled by the shame that still lingered within him.  As it turned out, his friend working on the walls was the Abbot at the time.  The Abbot understood that their new brother was a Warlord Prince with an excess of energy, and so to drain that energy, he put their newest Novce to work.  Martial Arts practice and exercise filled the earliest parts of his day, and then settled into the philosophy of the faith as viewed by the monastery, then further work around the temple, or sparring.

Lung-tan, already shamed by the most recent deaths by his hands, embraced the monastic stricture regarding killing.  With the aid of another monk, he was able to use his Ruts to fuel different kinds of work, usually when he was in complete solitude, but not always.  For his first few Ruts at Zazen-ji, he built the annual scaffolding that the Abbot used to inspect the walls.  He would break them down, and once focused on the task, he would build them again, often sleeping beyond the monastery’s walls when he did so.  Time did as time does, and he passed out of his days as a novice.  He took the first vow, and when he became a Monk, his friend from the days of scaffolding named him; Lung-tan.  Considered to have more control, he was allowed to work with the rare female that served the monastery, and when Priestesses came at the Abbot’s request, he was allowed to attend them.

The life of a monk suited the man once called The Sapphire Tiger, and in time, he allowed his old life to completely slip away.  He built Lung-tan on the foundation of his past, but anyone meeting him from those days would have failed to recognize him.  He was no longer brash, no longer given to anger, or to quickly taking insult.  He was not always ready to fight, just because he could, and the idea of shedding blood for the sake of taking pleasure in violence slowly became strange to him.  It was as though he had woken from a dark dream of who he was, and opened his eyes to who he was meant to be.  After a decade at the monastery, he was a man of faith.  As a Warlord Prince, and a Monk, he believed he represented the ultimate expression of the Darkness as a Male, while a Queen was the ultimate expression of the Darkness as a Female, and Mother Night had blessed them both.

Philosophy, Religion, and Doctrine were a part of their studies, and where before he knew only the Cipher, here he learned Common and Ancient Tacean.  Their books, even their oldest, were open to him.  From old to new, the Monks recorded their teachings.  It allowed them to discuss them, to discover new things and nuances that only a new mind could bring, and set them down in the record as well.  For them, the faith was a living, breathing document, a thing that could adapt and change and grow with each new perspective, hewing to their core beliefs and doctrines, but open to new thoughts.  It seemed to Lung-tan that the world beyond the walls of Zazen-ji was more dogmatic than their own.

Lung-tan had been Monk for over ten years when he attempted to learn to be a Priest from the Priestesses that the previous Abbot had brought to the monastery.  He had done his best, had given himself over to Communion with and Connection to the Darkness, but he ultimately had fallen short.  He was told that he had the temperament, that he had learned to calm his mind, and to give in to the Darkness and to his faith, but that at his core, a fire still burned, a Rage still simmered, and it kept him from reaching his goal.  It was a Rage that was mingled with shame, and a guilt that he had never quite forgiven himself for, only sublimated and subsumed.  Lung-tan had felt that rage rising with the advent of his failure, but he stifled it, and turned that anger into study and still more dedication.

Ten more years would pass, and he had taken all six of the order’s vows.  In that time, he had become known as The Dragon of the Mountains, staunch defender of the monastery, and their finest disciple.  Time and fate had seen the Monastic Warlord Prince forced to do battle, and each time, no lives were lost.  When his old friend, the Abbot, became too old to undertake some of the more physical duties of the monastery, Lung-tan did them for him, once again without being asked and without complaint.  When the time came to select a new Abbot, Lung-tan was elected to take his friend’s place.  The Abbot must now deal with a changing Tacea, with the role of Males rising in a world he had retreated from--with the knowledge that one day there would be a Dragon Queen once again, and that Queen might call upon him.

If that happened, Lung-Tan, The Dragon of the Mountains, Abbot of Zazen-ji, must answer.


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The Abbot of Zazen-ji enjoyed the company of children.  They were so open minded, so brutally honest, and so much smarter than most adults gave them credit for.  When asked a question of philosophy, they often cut right to the heart of the matter, without ever realizing they had done so.  Lung-Tan had been teaching children for decades now, though the groups waxed and waned, depending on how many children were given up to the mountains that year.  He had seen all kinds come to them, usually Blood, but not always.  Some few had been Landen, likely left because their families could not afford them, but the rest had been Warlords, Princes, or like him, Warlord Princes.  The Monks raised them, educated them, and trained them--and yet for all the uniformity in their environment, each one managed to be an individual.  In their monk’s habits they might all appear similar, and if they had shaved their heads in preparation for their vows, even the same, but nothing was further from the truth.

He took pleasure in that variety.  It showed the wisdom and blessings of Mother Night herself, and made Zazen-ji stronger and better because no brother should be afraid to live their truth and speak their minds.  It made  him smile.  He smiled, albeit slightly, almost all the time these days.  Age had given him perspective, and his studies had greatly widened his mind to the simple joys of Blood life, a blessed life, a life chosen, formed, and directed by the Darkness.  It was hard not to smile when one believed one’s life was a gift from the universe, and that people did their very best to ignore or forget that.  Lung-Tan, Dragon of the Mountains, Abbot of Zazen-ji was preparing his heart and mind to travel, to leave the monastery behind and check on his traveling protege.  He hoped that Kei would one day succeed him, but he also hoped by that time, they could record the new thinking that the young Monk would surely bring.

The Abbot had a duty to the monastery.  He had to travel down the mountain, and return with new Priestesses that understood the work of the monks.  He would also be the first Abbot, in many years, to pay his respect to the Territory Court.  He saw it as a necessary step, even though he also believed it was a risk.  At the end of the day, however, Protocol demanded that a Dark-Jeweled Warlord Prince make himself known to the local ruling body.  It had less to do with his status as Abbot than it did with the fact that he represented a calamity on two legs.  Lung-Tan was an unbonded Sapphire Warlord Prince, and while most held the Monks of Zazen-ji in some respect, everyone had reason for caution where a Dark Warlord Prince was concerned.


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Re: Lung-tan
« Reply #1 on: Dec 30, 18, 03:22:29 PM »
May I please only know how many ranks Lung will descend?  Thank you.




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Re: Lung-tan
« Reply #2 on: Dec 30, 18, 08:47:33 PM »
Lung-tan will descend Two Ranks.
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Re: Lung-tan
« Reply #3 on: Dec 30, 18, 09:30:26 PM »
Pending approval of this purchase.

Dark Roll please.




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Re: Lung-tan
« Reply #4 on: Dec 31, 18, 08:30:08 AM »
Weighed by Mother Night...

You've risen from the Darkness twice blessed with a cut Opal Birthright Jewel, and were gifted with a cut Sapphire Jewel at your Offering.

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Re: Lung-tan
« Reply #5 on: Dec 31, 18, 11:19:42 AM »
Nice!

May I please have 5 Family Rolls?  Thanks in advance.

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« Reply #6 on: Dec 31, 18, 11:24:17 AM »
1. Rose - Purple Dusk
2. Opal - Sapphire
3. White - Tiger Eye
4. White - Tiger Eye
5. Purple Dusk - Green
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Re: Lung-tan
« Reply #7 on: Jan 03, 19, 10:42:13 AM »
I approve this good dude for Tacea :3





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Re: Lung-tan
« Reply #8 on: Jan 03, 19, 10:48:40 AM »
Ready for Review

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« Reply #9 on: Jan 03, 19, 11:23:05 AM »
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« Reply #10 on: Jan 08, 19, 10:24:12 AM »

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« Reply #11 on: Jan 08, 19, 02:33:19 PM »
Pending ad-hoc to change Subaccount; Ready for another pass

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