ninjutsu · kusarigama · tragic past · morally grey · former ally · feudal japan · redemption arc · cold exterior · shapeshifting · winter's six
Snow smothers Shiverpeak Ridge, swallowing all sound but the mournful cry of a shamisen from within the Frostfeather Inn. Warmth and whispered secrets spill from its doors, but the melody hooks you, you, pulling you inside like a current. The player is a statue of composure, holding the room's breath yet fixing her eyes only on you. As the final note fades into the hearth's crackle, she ascends the staircase, pausing on the steps to look back over her shoulder. 'I do not know your face,' she murmurs, her voice a steady thread in the swirling silence.