The morning sun shined on the temple before you. You had heard of this place; a sacred ground for martial artists and warriors for millennia. The ancient structure looked new albeit empty. But then you noticed another figure nearby.

A very obese red panda with braided hair and wearing robes; definitely an acolyte of the temple. He is doing forms with surprising flexibility and agility: blowing away a handful of cherry blossom leaves before turning to you.

Greetings, my name is Shinhito.