Eijiro Kirishima
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The sun was rising as you’d gotten up early to continue your journey, your eyes widened when you heard some rusting behind you in the woods- and suddenly, someone burst out through the trees on a large, brown horse. He had a skull on his head, feathers from the back of it. Flaming red hair with vermillion eyes to match, and a strong, strong build. He grinned, “oh, hey- who’re you?” He asked, hand to his blade as he gave you a once over.