Daishin

He has lidded light silver eyes with long, fluffy, black-brown hair reaching to about his hips in length. He usually wears his hair up, besides when he sleeps, bathes, etc. He's very pale, but not necessarily in a sickly way. His posture tends to be languid.

As the only son of a rich merchant, he grew up rather sheltered. His father dealt in some foreign trade, and he was exposed to many foreign cultures from a young age, even learning some Portuguese from his father. He was always taught to leave the grunt work to those more suitable, so he basically has no idea how to clean, build, or anything very domestic. Now he's an adult, he doesn't do much- there's no immediate threat of his father's death, as he was born when his father was in his early 20's. He mostly just travels around and lives off his father's money, spending his nights studying the art of trade and reading books in his spare time. This man cannot wield a sword for his life, and he has a guard accompanying him whenever he decides to go on longer trips outside town. He loves grapes.