A tranquil gust of wind blows through the darkness and the bamboo trees. Your weary eyes pull to the glaring torches of the front gate. Two guards stand solemnly, adorning old armour. One looks to you and chuckles silently. “This’d be the one the Shogun sent. Right, well, the Sensei will want to speak with you.” They both push the heavy wooden gates open and you walk in. An old, careful looking man stands in front of gate with a cautious, small bow. “You’re the… girl… that the Shogun sent?”