Fujin
Age: Unknown
Height: Unknown
Weapon: Shuriken
(No Square Description)

So Fujin wasn't a main character, she is probably the most original character i've seen in any RPG before. She wasn't big and tough looking, she didn't run in to play the hero part, or even jump in any scenes that didn't quite fit. Fujin was just Fujin, a one-eyed, albino, speech impedimented follower of Seifer. From what you can gather, Fujin is of course loyal to Seifer, and dislikes men (with the exception of Seifer, she just -tolerates- Raijin).Because there is such a sad amount of information on this character, whom I have a partial obsession with, I decided to include a few excerpts from humerous fan-fictions i've run across that have theories on different ways Fujin might've lost her eye. (I didn't write these, and i'm including the author's name and the source afterwards, so don't get all pissed off because I didn't contact you, i'm too absent minded for that. And everything's been placed AFTER the quotes, because i'm not changing my format damnit!)

Quotes

"RAGE!"
"SHOCK. GOOD, CONVINENT."
"STUPID."
"RUN!"
"I...DEFEATED."
"LIES!"

(Pre-note, Fujin is holding a laser pointed and detailing a plan in the eighth chapter of FloweR by Uncreativity)
"REST THIS," Fujin grumbled as she moved the beam into his eye.

"AUUUGGGGH!" Nida shrieked. "Don't DO that! People have been known to go blind because of - hey, is that what happened to you?"

"RAGE!" Fujin booted him into the wall.

(Pre-note, this takes place when Fujin and Raijin are kids on Edea's White SeeD ship. They've got some prospective parents lined up, but Fujin is more interested in the chu-chus (mice) right then...Oh yeah, this is also by Uncreativity)
"GO, THEN. CARE, NOT." She triumphantly pulled out her screwdriver, and momentarily held it over her head like a torch or a sacred thing. "GOTCHA!"

"Don't say that, ya know?" he started to tear up. "I won't never ever leave ya alone!"

"HOORAY," she spat sarcastically. "LEAVING, NOW. CHU-CHUS, KILL."

"FUJIN!" The woman in black, that irritating, here-again-gone-again Matron who spent most of her time at a lighthouse orphanage on shore, appeared from nowhere. "What have I told you about playing with screwdrivers? They're dangerous! Someone could lose an eye!"