Je suppose qu'on a fait le tour du cercle de pow wow. Ravi de vous rencontrer, je ne peux pas attendre demain. Ils vont tester notre esprit et nos compétences, nous devrions être prêts."** Néron a dit, heureux pour la distraction de la référence du dragon. Il, bien sûr, savait beaucoup plus qu'il le faisait et regardait ces trois-là qu'il envisageait déjà de choisir chacun d'eux comme partenaire. "Alors, Cyrul, nous parlions de la façon dont notre espèce peut être connue pour quelque chose d'autre que la force brute. Nous les renards sommes connus pour utiliser la séduction dans nos métiers."** Il a dit, touchant légèrement le nez de l'homme avec le bout de sa queue. "Et notre frère lézard ici, disons juste que son espèce est connue pour être un peu aventureuse... Quoi qu'il en soit, je suis désolé de t'avoir un peu emporté après le manifeste... Je n'ai pas la tête sur le détroit quand il s'agit de choses comme ça. Ne vous méprenez pas, c'est une chose que je crois avec ferveur, mais je n'aurais pas dû vous la jeter au visage d'une telle manière... »** Il s'est ensuite tourné vers ses compagnons faunus. **"Je dois vous demander, pensez-vous vraiment que nous sommes à peu près égaux? Croyez-vous que vous pouvez faire les choses de notre vie? Croyez-vous que ces terroristes vont n'importe où, sauf à l'envers, dans les relations de faunus hummans?"** Il fit un geste au masque Grimm à sa hanche, sachant que seul son frère et sa sœur du faunus le reconnaîtraient, et seulement s'ils avaient au moins assisté à une réunion de la fanfare blanche. Ha, _if_, comme si c'était un faunus qui n'avait pas au moins fait ça.
**Name**: Zedong "Zee" Swarna
**Age**: 18
**Race**: Human
**Appearance**:
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**Personality**:
An open minded and outspoken individual, he tries to help in anyway he can. Whenever he runs into a situation that he can’t manage by himself, he conciders it a point of pride to get it done by himself, and as such he rarely asks for help, and never accepts it when it’s offered. He lives his life in waves, with varrying periods of long rests and intensive activities, so he is rather hard to predict. Of everything he does in life he conciders himself an exelent combatant, an amazing cook, and a great dancer, believeing these are the skills all men should master.
**Weapon**:
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A ten foot long spear that can fold back and be used as a long bow. The long bow uses dust infused arrows that explode on contact.
**Semblance**:
Cognition
*Passive*: When his semblance is first activated it starts to slowly drain aura, but drains more for each target he is analyzing. With this Zedong is compiling a large amount of data, from things as simple as mannerisms and attire, to as complicated as state of health and combat strategy. The longer he stays in this mode the more data he acquires. During this state his eyes are tinted violet.
*Active*: Once he feels he has enough information to get the job done he can fully activates his semblance, which causes him to quickly loose aura. With this he can predict his targets movements accurately for as long as he keeps his eyes open. Due to how much aura this drains he can only keep his eyes open for a short amount of time, and as such using it against multiple targets is dangerous. While active his eyes shine a bright violet.
**Backstory**:
Not being born in a city, Zedong only knew the wild side of Vytal until a much later age. He never complained about living with a traveling band of nomads, always eager to help and even more eager to play he was popular among his fellow travelers. His father was a hunter, the kind that gathers food, and would take Zedong on trips to teach him all he needed to know about surviving outside the walls of civilization. To him this was a good life, honest and free, full of gain and loss, his life was what he believed to be truly living.
During one night, when the guard was exchanging shifts, a herd of Grimm attacked. This was nothing new, since the wilds were full of them, and each time there were casualties, but none hit closer to home than this night. While he ran to the north of the camp to help fight them off. Some Grimm fought their way through the south of the camp, and when the dust settled and the day was won, his younger sister was nowhere to be seen. For five days he searched, but he had to come to terms that she was too young to survive on her own, and he grieved for five more days.
It was not easy for him to forgive himself, and most would say he still has to do so. His life had changed, and he changed with it. He would become a Hunter and uphold the peace, for he now knew that with the ever growing presence of the Grimm, his people would never know true freedom. He left his home and his family, applied and was accepted into Beacon Academy.