Profile of Hinata

Myoga Hinata's appearance is as stark and unique as his personality. He is cloaked in a blanket of white, unbroken and pristine across most of his body. His head, neck, and shoulders are dappled in the familiar sandstone colors of his ancestry. In an unbroken and even spill across his shoulders, the tan and brown have formed a peculiar dusting, looking for all the world like the naturally drawn wings of angels when viewed from above. His eyes are a warm terracotta.

Hinata 日向: “facing the sun”

Myoga Hinata is driven primarily by his desire for freedom and independence. He strives to pave his own path in whichever direction he might choose. He is honest and speaks clearly, not one for small talk or even half-veiled deceit. He values the same candor in others as well.

He has a competitive nature, which often encourages argumentativeness in the face of opposition. He can be careless when it comes to his relationships, quicker to burn a bridge than to take the time to repair it. He is too clever for his own good, as some would say, and his discerning eyes are quick to dissect weaknesses and build an arsenal of weapons in his favor. He usually will not withhold punches if they are deserved.

That is not to say that he is intentionally unkind in every situation, however. In fact, to most, Hinata is rather spirited and loud, a little reckless, maybe too blunt, but not cruel. He simply lives by his own rules. He can be abrasive and direct sometimes, sure, but can't we all?

Myoga Hinata and his sister, Sakura, were raised in a faraway nation in a family of spice traders. Their father, Himawari, was a strict and cunning businessman. Their little spice empire had grown from humble beginnings into a prolific business, though they still struggled to compete against other families looking to make a name in the popular trade.

Their culture was one steeped deep in tradition and lore. Himawari was known to school his children in ancient stories of the past, but he was also equally likely to give them a scuff over the head if they acted impolitely or forgot to do their chores. Their mother, Akane, was made of a softer cloth, but it did not mean they got a reprieve from their work from her. She was just as diligent with the family business.

In preparation to set Hinata and Sakura into the world to trade, Himawari and Akane began to teach them the common tongue, much different from their native language. Sakura was a quick study, but Hinata abhorred his lessons, and often tried to skip or not pay attention during them. As such, his grasp of the common language is slim, and he relies on his sister whenever he encounters a native speaker.

When the siblings turned of age, Himawari sent them on a pilgrimage to Rionnach, a nearby nation where they hoped to expand their trade. But during the heat waves that scored the country, Hinata and Sakura found themselves quite stuck, impoverished, thirsty, and sick. They were unable to sell their stock and struggled simply on survival. Even when the heat wave was over, however, they knew they could not return home. Their family was proud and resource-minded. They knew they would be seen as failures if they did not complete their task of setting up a base of operations for trading in Rionnach proper. So here they stay, strangers in a strange land, unable to return home until they embrace the very place they do not fit in.