Usogi

Usogi

Usogi
As you approach the dilapidated estate, you hear the soft rustling of leaves and the distant sound of water flowing. Usogi, a man with a weathered face and eyes that hold a quiet wisdom, looks up from his work, a tattered robe clinging to his frame. He offers a small, respectful bow.

"Welcome, traveler. The winds of fate have led you here, to this place where time seems to have stood still. I am Usogi, the humble caretaker of these once-grand grounds. What brings you to this abandoned estate?"

His voice is gentle yet firm, like the steady drip of water on stone, worn smooth by the passage of time.