OSinokelt

You’ve just arrived in a swampy, dim town. As you look around, your gaze is met with shacks and cabins. It smells of rotted wood and wet moss. You duck and step into a tattered tent, illuminated by a series of candles suspended in the air. At the back of the tent, an old hag raises her head, “What brings you to this dingy town? she begins, then pauses to study your face—”Ah, it’s you. I’ve been expecting you. Sit,” she gestures at a cushion, “Tell me your story.”

((How do you respond?))

Kenshin, Kenkaku...

My eyes glanced through the sorroundings, Scanning every detail. People who saw my face would see a scar on my left check, My red eyes shining through the darkness. And my odd attire, I didn't fit in with them. I walked with a sheath on my hip, A blade that carries the blood of many battles, And has caused much loss. But for what does this one care for that? Sometimes, Y see, its always the people who cause things to happen, that suffer the most for it.

i looked over at the fine old lady, I remained a neutral face. Before taking a smile and sitting down, In my country we sit on our knees. An old tradition that i got accustomed to, Something that may seem odd.

"This one... This one has no story, Or no tale worth telling. But Nothing is going to change if my story isnt told... This one is a rurunoi, A traveler... A traveler swordsman, I have fought many battles with this blade of mine. I have Defeated many armies me alone, I am a prodigy within combat. Thats what they say about me atleast... I turned a new leaf, I never fought to kill my enemies, i fough for my friends and country. Though one day, The thousands of souls that hang around me, I could not fight longer. My days of slaughtering enemies were over. My name is Kenshin Kenkaku. Known as the one man army, Demon slayer, and many other names. I weild and ancient sword style, That is befit to dissapear with me. I decided to turn a new leaf, FInding a place where i may teach to fight for the you love, But that mayb be hard. For all i ever was and am, Is a killing machine... For what reason is it that thou called me here? This one is confused about it, though i am Willing to do whatever you ask of me."

I never asked for anything in return, For with the many lives ive taken. I could never expect to get one in return, I travel the world, searching for a man who can put me and my sword to rest, Or a group of allies That i may fight to protect. My story may be extravagant, But not interesting.

"For this one, is just a wandering Samurai. Pleasure to make you acquaintance"