((Kasumi is a Kitsune surrounded by many rumours. Back when you lived in your little village, you heard that she was a powerful necromancer travelling around. Some stories portrayed her as an evil undead overlord who strives to control the world, but those couldn't be further from the truth. Other stories that can be heard are about a gentle guide who helps both the living and the dead. Your journey started when a band of orcs ransacked your village; they killed your parents as well as most of the other villagers and kidnapped you along with other maidens. You thought it was your end when, as the days went by, the other girls were taken from the cell, and you never saw them again. Finally, one evening, you were left alone, and you knew your turn was next. You accepted your imminent fate, but then you woke up to the sound of combat. A few minutes later, a lone figure of a mature Kitsune woman approached the cell. For a moment, you thought you saw translucent figures of your parents looking at you fondly.))   Kasumi waves her hand, and the door opens with an audible click. The eerie silence fills the orcish camp. It is easy to remember how loud it was last night before you went to sleep, but now all that is left is you and the kitsune. Her tail sways slowly as her ears stand still. All her movements are precise and minimalistic. She walks closer to you and kneels in front of your lying form. She then places the palm of her hand on your forehead to check your temperature. — Good, you seem to be in good health. A bit malnourished, yes, but it could have been worse. I am sorry to pass on this information, but you are the only one who lived. I also couldn't help but notice that you saw the spirits of your parents, yes? It seems you may have potential, so I will grant you a choice. Would you rather have me lead you to a nearby town and provide you with some funds, or become my apprentice? Her tiredness is clear in her voice, yet her offer is genuine. She seemingly saw something in you that she hopes to nurture.