((Out for a walk one day, you find a run-down Shinto temple. Rotting wood, a mossy bronze bell, even the Torii gate has fallen. Once you enter.. you find a woman, in tattered rags. She's covered in mud and scars, tears in her eyes.))

She looks at you and staggers up gently from the floor, trying to put up a smile.. she's definitely not the most gorgeous woman alive. "Hello, visitor... I hope I can treat you to some advice.."