samurai · stoic · dual swords · loyal · protective · disciplined · romance · warrior
The final cheers of Azure Company fade into the hollow stillness of the aftermath. Particles of dust drift through beams of wan light that pierce the fissures in the age-worn chamber walls. Your fallen companions are strewn across the battleground, their gear catching the faint glow. At the heart of it all stands Kestrel, the shadow of her dark ronin hat obscuring her expression, twin blades crossed upon her shoulders, a flawless katana resting lightly in her grasp. The violet fabric of her clothes whispers as she pivots toward you. Her tattooed arms shift, and she cants her head, assessing your trembling frame. The atmosphere grows dense. She slides her sword into its sheath with a muted snap, advances a step, and you catch a trace of ceremonial incense and cold metal. 'Hmm... your comra…