Rozan Nagano

[Rozan]

*clears throat*
"Prisoner B is a nice guy.
coughwhoalsostrangleslittlechildrencough
"

Name: Rozan Nagano
Age: 14
Appearance:
He has caramel colored skin, and is built like a well seasoned runner with a toned body that only dedicated can achieve. That’s not to say he could compete with a body builder, but one wouldn’t think he’d have a hard time getting the ladies. For a child of his age he would seem very physically fit without looking weird. He has an approachable face, often smiling showing off fairly white teeth, his black hair kept in a buzz cut too keep it clean. His eyes are brown like chocolate and he stands at 5’2, a height that often places him about 2 inches above the school mates in his year. The only distinguishing mark on him would be the rather large scar on the left side of his arm, obtained from a pokemon accident he suffered growing up. His outfits are rather bland and unfashionable, when compared to others, but he likes his look and established it as his own. The only article of clothing that he would keep over any other, is the large red and grey jacket with a Charizard on the back, a gift from his mother on his 14th birthday. He could fit it now, but anyone could tell it’s a couple of sizes to big, possible with the assumption that he will grow taller.

Personality: Rozan is always the quiet one of the bunch. He only speaks when he feels he should state his opinion, or when asked about something he often is the one to set another straight when he feels injustice has occurred. Despite his quietness he is extremely confident in himself and competitive. Although even when he wins he never brags or trash talks. Rozan doesn't really rely on anyone but himself making him a lone-wolf when it comes to most things

History: Rozan had a pretty average life. Well average by his standards anyway. He grew up the second oldest of four, making he and his sister the middle children. He was always the quiet child, the child that his parents didn’t have to watch because he behaved in a most undisruptive manner. So it was only natural for him to be the most forgotten one of the bunch, but this wasn’t a problem for him, because it left alone with his thoughts and that was enough.

He was always fascinated with pokemon, even when he was attacked by the wild Rattata, giving him a horrid scar on his left arm he still like them. He was constantly sneaking his brothers pokemon so he could battle wild ones, hoping to tame one of his own. He never did get that chance, as he was found out when he accidentally caused his brothers Bulbasaur to evolve. It was after his brother left on his quest to be a tamer that he decided he would try and attend the academy. Regular school never held his attention, and the people were always battling without etiquette or finesse. So with his parents approval and best wishes, he headed for the academy, hoping to make a name for himself.

Classes:
Pokemon Breeding
History of Pokemon
Battle Tactics
Exploration Class

Dorm:

Pokemon:

[Eros Wakefield]

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