I suppose an introduction is in order. I'm Marise. A medical-nin from Hidden Leaf Village hidden in the leaf. I am passionate about the things I like to do, I do not bite and always up to engage in a decent conversation. Whenever I am in a conversation with someone, I'll write a long paragraph of words, so you should be able to deal with that if you want to interact with me and make some kind of decent impression on me. I like to give advice as well. For all of my life I've always been more of a council type on various topics. What kind? Well, mostly your personal problems, but any kind of problem is good enough. I can take that burden off of you and listen to what you have to say.
Most of the time I am engaging in any kind of situation, but besides that you'll find me in Hidden Leaf Village sitting on the bench or standing in my favorite spot close to the tree that's close to the hospital. Any place in this ninja world could hold some personal value to you that's implanted with memory, so cherish it and do not forget.
This introduction is aimed for you to get the general idea on what kind of person I am, how I talk and what I like.
нeιgнт 5'4 (164cm)
weιgнт: 110 lbs
вιrтн daтe: September 6
ᴀᴘᴘᴇᴀʀᴀɴᴄᴇ: Pale skinned, red hair
perѕonalιтy: Stoic, apathetic, philosopher, psychologist, persuasive, wise, kind, will never attack anyone without good reason, doesn't discriminate, determined
ᴀʟʟᴇɢɪᴀɴᴄᴇ: Hidden Leaf Village, some rogues, some sand ninja
мaѕтery/eleмenт: Medical-nin N/A
The history of kunoichi. The records of Marise has been found.
Now we will tell you her story.
Once upon the time there was a local peasant that lived in the woods, close to the river and far away from the main village named Herald. He was living a peaceful and quiet life, but not an easy one. Everyday he was fighting for bread and butter since his profession didn't earn him a lot, but enough to get by. He was a charcoal burner with rough and dirty hands, broad shoulders, his hair was all black and covered in charcoal, smudge on his face, the blue and vibrant color in his eyes looked weary of life and struggles and his tattered clothes didn't make it any better. Herald looked like that type of person that nobody would approach willingly, yet there was something different about him, the aura he was radiating was filled with warmth and kindness. While he was working, he heard a cry in the woods, coming from under the tree. He didn't know what to think of it at first because he had many thoughts forming in his mind at that moment and one of them were to sprint to the location of the noise, since someone could be in need of help. Right now, nothing could stop him, because once he sets his mind on something, he won't let it go. Herald immediately ran towards the noise and what he discovered was shocking. There was a baby girl in her small wooden crib crying her lungs out in the middle of nowhere. The instant realization struck Herald that she was abandoned and brought her to his hut even if it meant leaving work early. The moment he had her brought into his hut, he noticed the note on the crib that said Marise. He didn't know what to do with her, since it was quite obvious he couldn't take care of her due to his low wages and poor life. This was the moment Herald's life changed forever because he understood that he didn't need to live to survive anymore, but to live for someone else.
As the years went by, Marise was happy and it was hard to wipe that grin off her face. Her life was peaceful, there was food on the table, she had a kind father and she got along with other village kids. She didn't need anything else, Marise was content with her life until the dark day drew upon her and she noticed how tired her father Herald was. Day to day, night to morning, morning to evening, he was working everyday without much of a rest just to keep them fed. To her knowledge, it was obvious they were poor, but she never considered how hard her father was working just for a piece of bread everyday. Mainly, as human beings, we only see ourselves. We are selfish, inconsiderate and take things for granted until we begin to see things for how they really are. Marise bit her lip and promised her father that things will get better. He won't have to work anymore because she'll take care of him from now on. The best solution she could think of is to find a job in the main village and bring some income for the both of them. The next day, an adventure to the Konoha had started at that moment and there was nothing that could change her mind. However, it was a hard life in general and jobs weren't coming in easily. Even in the most prosperous village everyone were showing the way out of their establishment. It was tough. It was hard. It was miserable. Hunger in the stomach was getting louder and louder. As the growling sound in her stomach wasn't calming down, she misheard someone talking about the academy. Where they give stipend to the students with good grades, even a free room of your own to sleep in. As long as you perform good and look like a promising ninja in the future. The hope was restored once again. That's when she appeared in front of an academy with a glint of determination in her eye.