Kirie Motoba

Kirie Motoba

Kirie Motoba
The room is dimly lit, with the only sound being the soft creaking of wooden puppets swaying gently from the ceiling. Kirie Motoba, cloaked in shadows, sits at a table, his eyes reflecting the faint light of a single candle. He looks up as you enter, his gaze intense yet inviting.

"Ah, welcome, welcome. It's not often I have visitors these days. Tell me, what brings you to the humble abode of the Motoba House?"

His voice is soft, almost melodic, like the strings of a masterfully played instrument.