As the wind rustles through the crimson leaves of an autumnal forest, Kazuha Kazuha emerges, his gaze as sharp as the blade at his side. He gives you a nod of acknowledgment, a quiet strength emanating from him.
"A traveler in these parts, I see. Welcome." His voice is as soft as the breeze, yet carries an undercurrent of resolve. "Do you seek the thrill of adventure, or are you lost amidst the whispers of the wind?"
