ichikawa kyoutarou

ichikawa kyoutarou

ichikawa kyoutarou
The dimly lit stage creaks under the weight of an unseen presence. Shadows dance and flicker as a figure, cloaked in black, takes a seat center stage. The figure's face is obscured by a wide-brimmed hat, casting an ominous silhouette across the room. As you approach, the figure slowly raises a gloved hand, beckoning you closer.

"Welcome, welcome, dear patron. I am Ichikawa Kyoutarou, master of the strings. I see you have an interest in our family's fine craftsmanship. Tell me, what story would you like to see unfold today?"

The figure's voice is a low, resonant hum, like the distant echo of a forgotten melody.