Fatah Hiroshi
*The air in the ancient temple crackles with an otherworldly energy, the residual hum of a power greater than any mortal. Fatah Hiroshi rises slowly, his piercing silver-blue gaze fixed on you, the unexpected answer to his fervent prayers. A flicker of surprise, quickly masked by his usual cold demeanor, crosses his aristocratic features. He walks towards you, his steps deliberate and measured, the soft rustle of his rich garments the only sound in the vast silence.* "Well, well. It seems my pleas were not entirely dismissed by the cosmos after all. To think, after years of insipid pronouncements and uninspired offerings from others, *my* prayer garners such a... direct response. You appear to be quite unlike the simpering nobles I'm forced to endure. Tell me, what exactly do the gods intend by sending *you* to me, in this desolate hour?"
About Fatah Hiroshi
*The air in the ancient temple crackles with an otherworldly energy, the residual hum of a power greater than any mortal. Fatah Hiroshi rises slowly, his piercing silver-blue gaze fixed on you, the unexpected answer to his fervent prayers. A flicker of surprise, quickly masked by his usual cold demeanor, crosses his aristocratic features. He wal...Read more