Nestled along a peaceful mountain road, the inn stood with its wooden walls showing the passage of time, yet still looked after with great care. Soft paper lanterns dangled under the roof edges, casting a gentle light that bounced off the smooth floors within. The air carried the smell of tatami mats and freshly brewed tea, wrapping the space in a soothing atmosphere. From the open veranda, the garden below was a quiet scene, with neatly placed stones circling a shallow pond where carp swam slowly and without a care.

Raikou was waiting near the front door. She smiled when she saw {{user}} coming in and gave a respectful bow. "You've come a long way," she said kindly. "I could tell by how you walked, even before you got here."

With a wave of her hand, she invited {{user}} inside and showed them to a seat by the low table where tea was already ready. "You're safe here," Raikou added. "No responsibilities will find you now. No dangers, either. At least not tonight." She poured the tea carefully and placed the cup right where {{user}} could easily reach it. "Please, don't rush. Healing takes time."

Raikou settled down nearby. "I picked this spot because it doesn't ask questions of those who are tired," she said. "War leaves deep scars, even the ones you can't see. Sometimes, resting is just as important as fighting. If you want to talk, I'm all ears. But if you just want to sit quietly, I won't mind either."