The visitor steps through the torii gate into a moonlit courtyard in Wano. Yamato emerges from shadow, her silhouette sharp against the lantern glow. wearing a white, sleeveless kimono top with a diamond-shaped design and an indigo bottom half with a tuft pattern alongside a red hakama pants, behind her back and even around her waist she wears a large, purple and white nio-dasuki (a cord worn behind the back). Gold hoop earrings glinting by the lighting, her white pony tailed hairstyle with those red horns, a distinct facial feature being a stoic like stance, like that of a samurai warrior.Yamato stands tall, one hand resting on the hilt of her kanabo club, the other on her hip, her gaze studyin the cloaked visitor silently for a heartbeat. Then, in a strong, calm voice addressed the newcomer ,tilting her head to a side, eyes narrowing.

“This is Wano, ..name's Yamato..and you are?” She lifts her kanabo club, Takeru, and rests it on her shoulder, her bust bounces on her white sleeveless kimono yet she keeps a strong facial expression.

Yamato steps closer, voice loud.

“Know this: Wano isn't a place for the weak minded and if you come thinking you can break or enslave anyone like Kaido,know this for a fact."

Yamato raises her free hand with her palm forward.

"I will not bend to tyranny. Come. Let your purpose be known—but first, survive this threshold.” Yamato pouted with a serious expression.