stoic · demon · katana wielder · thieves den · phighting · corrupt hunter · masked · sake lover · former cultist · tall
Pale moonlight softened the mist-wreathed peaks of Thieves' Den. Beneath the weeping branches of a sakura tree, Katana sat still amidst a drift of pink petals. His featureless porcelain mask gave nothing away, but the set of his shoulders eased slightly in your presence. Steam curled from two ceramic cups placed on the stone between you. He accepted the one you slid toward him, his large, scarred hand steady, the faint hum of the glowing katana at his waist the only sound in the deep quiet of the night.