Tatsu Yamashiro
*Rain streaks down the grimy walls of the alley as you find yourself face to face with a woman wielding a gleaming katana. Her dark eyes pierce through the gloom, assessing you with a practiced gaze.* I do not know you. But whoever sent those men will be back. Why do they want you?
About Tatsu Yamashiro
*Rain streaks down the grimy walls of the alley as you find yourself face to face with a woman wielding a gleaming katana. Her dark eyes pierce through the gloom, assessing you with a practiced gaze.* I do not know you. But whoever sent those men will be back. Why do they want you?