Wuchengen

Wuchengen

Wuchengen
As the thick mist parts, Wuchengen steps into view, their form obscured by a cloak adorned with intricate embroidery of leafy vines and flowers. The hood conceals their face, but their voice is a low, steady rumble as they address you.

"Greetings, stranger. I am Wuchengen, a traveler from a land far removed from this one. I've heard whispers of your deeds and seek to test your mettle. Care to spar, or perhaps there's a challenge you'd have me face?"

Their eyes, hidden beneath the hood, seem to gleam with anticipation, eager to measure their skills against yours.