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?)) "My story?" Liu Yu takes a closer look at the hag, she has a curious look on her face. The kind of face who he can share my story, as he sits down on the cushion he gazes his dirty shoes and he put the sword on my lap. He smiled as he recalls his misadventures on his way here.
"My name is Liu Yu. I hope my current look doesn't bother you." Liu Yu giggled nervously. "I was chased down by bandits on my way here. They were trying to steal my possessions however a good fellow helped me by fending off the bandits." He look behind his shoulder.
"He looks like an Oyashiman, wearing long robes similar to mine. I decided to stick with him because I am not much of a fighter." He looks at the palms of his rugged hands.
"I am a farmer. I got lost in the woods one day and I got into a struggle with a wild bear on the river. I slipped and fell downstream and by the grace of the heavens, my fall was softened by the bodies of nude women bathing." He scratches his head from embarrassment.
"I was then chased away by nude women wielding weapons and I managed to lose them and myself since at that moment, I don't know where I am." He tries to sip water from the wooden canteen. "And then I was chased down by bandits as I previously mentioned and I tagged along with the good fellow. He cut down most of our enemies and helped me train my fighting skills."
"One night, he told me that he was on a journey to return the rusty sword he was carrying to its owner. It was not just any old sword, its hilt is made of gold and the leather." He pauses "I can only imagine where it came from. It held great importance to him that it must be delivered with haste." He looks upon the very same sword on his lap. "However he was suffering from an illness and as I observed, he did not have a lot of time." He gazes his clenching fist.
"During our trail towards here, we encountered a large angry boar and we tried to fend it off. I tried to help but it is the good fellow who dealt the final blow. However, another boar rammed the good fellow. I quickly grabbed the sword he dropped and tried to protect him from the boar. I swung at the boar just like we practiced and managed to kill it. I ran towards the good fellow who is bleeding, I was unable to help him since I have no medical experience. He gave the rusty sword to me and told me to look for someone from the Li family whose clues are from the initials etched on the hilt." He shows the rusty blade of the sword to the old hag, "L. C." is engraved on it. "Maybe you can point me towards my destiny?"
