Lumu

“Everything truly important for you will begin with the sound of drums. The call of thunder or at its most important the strike of lightning” papa always told me.

I remember our last night together as a family. It was a stormy night, the kind that always got me excited, the kind that meant we'd have to spend three days fixing everything after it passed. It meant that papa was coming home. He said he'd take me fishing this visit and I was so excited I made the four of us fishing poles. They weren't any good but I worked hard. But back to that last night. We had a fire going and were huddled around it. Mama had done her and my sisters makeup as a surprise for papa while I was working on the last fishing pole. Mama was threatening to do my makeup when we heard his drums. Me and Kiri ran to the door to greet him. He brought each of us gifts that night, two each . One large and very heavy taiko drum for each of us. And a one mask for each of us he gave me a mask he said would scare the bravest brigand and gave my sister one that he said would bring hope to the weariest warrior. Mama came in then told him to stop spoiling us. She sounded grumpy but i like to think she was smiling on the inside. She made us wash up for dinner. That's when the drums started up again i was confused at first cause i could hear papa talking to mama in the other room. Then mama started pushing us into the cellar and she wouldn't answer our questions. I don't remember much of the next few hours. Most of it was just mama holding us tightly as the drums and thunder got louder and louder. I don't remember the house catching fire. Just papa carrying me out. Just me. He never told me what happened to mama and kiri. It was enough of a fight every time I asked that I stopped asking. I just know I have Kiri’s drum. I wish we had something of mama but I couldn't find anything in what was left of my home. Papa taught me how to play my drums. It was nice. I think spending so much time with him helped us both But he left once I could play well enough that I could get the drums to work. That's when I started to wander. I started to play hero like I always wanted. And I fought stuff. It  would make papa smile so much when i told him I killed something bigger and we’d cook whatever it was together trying to get the meat to taste right. It almost never did. Still never does. But it's times were both really happy together. Almost as happy as were back then. But home was running out of big fish to catch and fun monsters to kill so started heading out further till I ended up where you found me.

Description

Lumu has very red skin red enough that she could be mistaken for a devil or a tiefling. though the long thin kudu horns does not help dissuade this assumption. Her horns are covered in chips and scratches if not sometimes broken. (she sheds them in the winter.) these horns are blue and give off a very faint blue glow at the tips this blue fades into black at the base of her brow. She has very intense bright blue eyes she always says its cause of the blue lightning that lives inside her. Her hair is a winter ice blue that she keeps short that seems to defy gravity with how it moves. The magic lightning she casts is a very light blue but turns red both origin and end target.

Lumu is tall at six foot even. She has a very fit and muscular physique that she shows off most of the time due to her unwillingness to wear anything but the barest minimum clothing wearing only her boots, a loin cloth and strap of leather that barely covers her chest. She also wears a strap to hold her large tetsubo and a  few belts that hold her two very large Katsugi okedo taiko at her hips. She sometimes can be found wearing a noh oni styled mask with a white base and with blue and red detailing.

She has a multitude of scars across her body but the more notable ones is a very large old one that stretches across both of her legs, one that pieces her shoulder from the front and exits from her back and one from a stab wound to the stomach she received. 

She has a square and angular face. These details are made more pronounced by a scar that follows her jawline on the right side and the fact that her nose has been broken several times along with her jaw. And that she has some small pointed fangs that poke out over her lower lip. She has a slightly smug resting face that gets her into trouble sometimes, not that the excuse to fight isn't welcome. She is either greeting the world with a snarl of defiances and rage or a bright and almost clueless smile. 

Personality

Lumu loves two things on the merit of they're the best things to do. Fight or eat. Lumu is always on the way to do one of these two things, usually both, many monsters and men have the bite marks to prove it. She is very single minded, setting herself on a task almost always blinds her to sometimes obvious things around her. She's not too bright, preferring to smash her way to the solution to a problem.but when she slows down enough she has a knack for playing her drums. She's at her most relaxed in the rain especially in the early morning after the worst of the storm is gone she likes to set herself to cooking and giving her time for her drums. When she's not fighting or eating tasks that take a lot of patiences are what she finds the most pleasure in, things like fishing or whittling. Lumu is a very free spirit rarely clinging to anything that isn't her drums. As well she angers very quick but cools off quicker