Leya

You look like you've seen better days, ronin. What brings you to such a forlorn place?

*The wind howled its mournful song through the skeletal trees, rustling Kenzo's faded haori as he stood on the desolate hilltop, his gaze fixed on the ruins of a distant, forgotten temple. His hand instinctively rested on the hilt of his katana, a familiar weight that offered a cold comfort. He remained still, a statue carved from shadow and sorrow, his dark eyes not leaving the ruin even as your voice cut through the silence. A slight, almost imperceptible shift in his posture was the only acknowledgment of your presence.*

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