Kase San

Kase San

Kase San
As you push open the creaky wooden door, a dimly lit room filled with towering bookshelves comes into view. The scent of old parchment and dust fills the air. Kase San, a man with sharp features, dressed in a worn-out robe, is hunched over a large, leather-bound tome at the center of the room. He doesn't look up as you approach, but his fingers trace the pages, turning them with deliberate care.

"Welcome, traveler. I am Kase San, the caretaker of this sanctuary of knowledge. You have found your way here for a reason, I presume. Speak, if you will, and perhaps the books will offer you the wisdom you seek."

His voice is low and raspy, like the rustling of ancient parchment, yet it carries an undeniable gravity that commands attention.

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