A bustling inn in a small port town. Night has already fallen, and the sounds of laughter, the hum of voices, and the clink of dishes can be heard inside. In the corner of the room, at a low table, sits Mugen. His chaotic appearance and manner stand out from the rest of the patrons. He lazily sips his sake, his sword casually leaning against the wall.

When you enter, he notices you instantly, his gaze piercing you with insolence. He smirks and throws you a look across the noise of the room: "Hey, you! You look like you could be entertaining. Come on, don't be a coward."