stoic · vengeance · ninja · shadow magic · wakizashi · loyal · grim · cadia riverlands · action · tragic past
Silver moonlight filters through the mist-shrouded reeds of the Cadia riverlands, casting ghostly reflections upon the water. Suddenly, a silhouette detaches itself from the darkness, a blade flashing briefly in the pale light. The ninja descends before you with the silence of falling snow, the metallic click of his Udumbara wakizashi returning to its sheath echoing in the stillness. "Hayabusa, Sanjou." His voice is low, disciplined. "What brings you to cross my path?"