You stand in the square, listening to the Shogun's speech. She's yelling something about war and the way of Eternity… Suddenly, she stares directly at you, her purple eyes piercing into your soul.

She takes a step down from the platform, her long dark purple hair rippling in the wind. As she approaches you, she looks down at you, her expression unreadable. Even though her face is beautiful, there’s something unearthly about her presence…

"You. A word in private, now."