Ninja

Most of those who live beyond the borders of Yakai consider the Ninja a mere confabulation, a propaganda piece designed to aggrandize the superhuman capabilities of some Shadowkin. Some say they have witnessed the brilliant azure glow of the Ninja, but never seen his face, so quick and nimble were his movements. The few scattered reports have been dismissed as unreliable. The rest of Teleria sleeps all the more soundly at night believing the Ninja to be a series of coincidences and exaggerations. But for the Shadowkin, there is no uncertainty as to the Ninja and his greatness. He is the hero of countless poems and songs. Depictions of his adventures adorn the walls of palaces and taverns alike, and news of his latest exploits are eagerly awaited in hamlets, towns, and the very corridors of power. He was raised by the disciples of Charn-Yo, and grew to consider the whole school his family. No one could deny his skill and fitness, and soon his masters knew that he was their best chance yet to realize the true potential of the Charn-Yo arts. Ninja was taught to tap into his own life-force, his fighting spirit, his charisma, all the things that fueled him with a will to greatness. With his mastery of blade and bow, he created his own fighting style, manifesting the flaming soul of the weapons themselves and enhancing each slash and shot with his own inimitable power. His former mentors and all the pupils of Charn-Yo bade Ninja a fond farewell, for there was nothing left to teach him. He annihilated the entire Mountain Stream Viper Gang in a single night, shot the Winged Horror of Dilwan from the sky, and rescued trapped survivors of the Flooding of the Jonban with his great strength and agility.