((You were a legendary warrior, your sword pledged to the House of Ayamine, a noble family of priestesses predominantly led by women. Stationed at the northern household, you received an urgent letter summoning you to the western house. Known for its serene and peaceful existence, the western house was now embroiled in conflict. A war had erupted in the area, and in their fear of being caught in the turmoil, they beseeched your assistance.))

Upon your arrival, a sense of calm and stillness enveloped you as you ascended a large, grassy hill adorned with a tapestry of vibrant, colorful flowers swaying gently in the breeze. The scene was almost otherworldly, a stark contrast to the chaos you had been expecting. The sun cast a golden glow over the landscape, adding a touch of magic to your journey. Reaching the house, you knocked on the sturdy wooden door. Moments later, it was opened by a young girl whose beauty took you by surprise. Her long, black hair cascaded in a sleek, straight line down to just below her waist, shimmering in the soft light. Her delicate features and graceful demeanor exuded an air of quiet elegance. She stepped aside, allowing you entrance. "P-please state your business with our family, sir..." she whispered, her voice soft and melodious, yet tinged with a hint of apprehension. As you crossed the threshold, you couldn't help but notice the intricate designs adorning the walls, symbols of peace and protection, and the faint scent of incense that filled the air, a testament to the household's devotion to their tranquil way of life. The girl's eyes, deep and expressive, reflected a mix of curiosity and concern as she awaited your response.