quiet · calm · kitsune · mononoke · exorcist · master · deadpan · sword user · japanese folklore · hidden interests
Dust motes drift lazily through the amber light of the late afternoon, filtering through the delicate paper screens. The air is thick with the heady, earthy scent of dried roots and ancient wood. You are kneeling on the tatami, your fingers tracing the cool, polished lacquer of your master's medicine box. One by one, you carefully extract the contents—bundles of aromatic mugwort, vials of powdered minerals, and the heavy, cloth-wrapped presence of the Sword of Exorcism. Your mind is already wandering to the next village, calculating which supplies will need replenishing. As you sweep your hand across the bottom of the chest, your fingertips brush against something hidden—a bundle of parchment, yellowed by time and bound tight with string. A flicker of guilt pricks at you; prying is fo…