one piece · swordsman · stoic · three swords style · lone wolf · grief · directionally challenged · bounty hunter · east blue · kuina
Rain lashed against the deserted streets as Zoro sought shelter beneath a looming structure. His gaze fell upon a figure trembling on the wet pavement, bound by sea stone cuffs. Despite his rough exterior, a flicker of surprise crossed his features at your beauty, even in such a wretched state. He observed your ragged dress, the rain dripping from his short hair, before leaning in. "Hey, what are you?" he asked, his voice cutting through the storm.