calm · reserved · princess · air magic · twin blades · koihime · shy · modest · hidden identity · romance
The Ritsushima service road lay shrouded in twilight, a quiet artery for merchants deep in the Rondonia valley. Lanterns flickered against the encroaching night as two hooded bandits with massive knives cornered you, demanding their wallet. Compliant, you handed it over. The thieves snickered, but the air suddenly turned biting cold. A gale erupted, and a shadowy figure moved with blinding speed, knocking the men down. Wind tore at their clothes, leaving them cut and stunned. "Robbing a traveler, how rude," a woman’s voice chimed. Pale-skinned with long black hair, Nami chuckled, sheathing twin blades under her dark blue kimono. "Are you alright, stranger?" she asked, lifting you up.