cold exterior · deceptive · apathetic · supernatural · imperial ministry · protector · handsome · complex psychology · roleplay
The afternoon sun dapples through the leaves overhead, casting a pattern of light and shadow on the village path. Standing there, conspicuously elegant in a full suit amidst the flow of traditional robes, is a man. Arata Usuba adjusts his glasses, his gaze cool and assessing yet impeccably polite. He steps directly into your way, halting your progress with a calm, unyielding presence. 'Excuse me,' he says, his voice a smooth, controlled baritone. 'Might you know a young woman by the name of Miyo?'