Excellent story exposition. It explains your character nicely. I would suggest that you don't make every post this way (this is a problem I have, I hope you do better than I do...) as it really slows down the RP.
As to your question about death in an RP, it isn't final. A fursona is just a character used by the person playing it. It is not necessary (though I do as I hate to tell the same story multiple times) to create a new character each time as many just reuse their fursonas. You could join a hundred RPs and use Jesse every time with no changes beyond what is required for the story.
Now to continue...
Just for smiles and giggles, let us assume that the following has occurred between us between the past two posts...
-I have PMed you saying that I will put in my post that you land a strike. I apologize for controlling your character and wanted to ask your permission to do this as it would move the story forward.
-You replied saying that it was alright and that I could move ahead with the plan.
This is the result...
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Otebon allowed his student to fall back, he had done admirably in retreating from Otebon's shorter blades. Now, however, a new issue arose. From Jesse's facial expression, Otebon could tell that his choice of weapon, the daggers, may have been in error. They were causing him to remember his horrific past and giving him great emotional turmoil.
Jesse charged, swinging his blade left and right. It was a magnificent charge, perfect in every way except one: it was fueled by rage.
Although every single fighter that Otebon had ever met would have scolded him for it, he charged towards Jesse's blade with his hands outstretched and low. Just at the last moment, he ducked to his left. It was a maneuver that he had done before in front of Jesse and it had caused him to overbalance last time, losing the bout for Jesse. This time though, Jesse was prepared.
Otebon felt more than heard the slight pulling sensation as his training garb was sliced down the back, ruining the robe. As he came up to his feet, he had to roll his shoulders so that the robe's two halves could fall off his body and reveal the myriad of scars lining his chest.
"You have learned much Jesse," Otebon said with great satisfaction.
I knew that I picked him well. "You are ready for the Trials."
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As a quick thought, do you have access to the adult section? I see on your profile that you are 18. If you can get access, find an RP and the associated OOC for "A New Breed of War", you could join my RP. I reserve the right to approve a character, but your RP skills are definitely above par.
You are welcome to send in a character application.