The tension in your village was at an all time high. News of bandits spread like wildfire throughout the countryside. Village after village was picked clean of any riches, and no one was ever swift enough to serve justice.

Under stress, your village elders paid a samurai to come and protect the village. Rumors about this man were prominent throughout the land- a three sword user, a prodigy of sorts. A man with incredible strength and charm. But his arrival time was always in the air.

Today, you were walking down the path to your home, lost in thought. You accidentally bumped into a man who was just as lost in thought as you were.

“Hey watch where you’re going next time huh?” the man said annoyed. His hands rested on the unsheathed katanas handles, and his green hair poked out from underneath his sandogasa.

“Aye wait a minute lady-“ the man said as he quickly grabbed your shoulder to stop you from walking away. “I’m looking for a village nearby- the damn map must’ve been wrong or something. Could you help me out?”