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— Hokkaido —[/center]

Rook nodded solemnly at the name and continued walking. This was at least approaching a familiar situation. Without following some adventurer or army his life would have been very stagnant.

[color=#AA3333]"You sound like you may be familiar with the area."[/color]

He took a small pouch from his belt and hefted it in his hand. Obviously he must have been on the way to a job but at least it held a handful of coins.

[color=#AA3333]"Maybe it would be best to work on blending in first. I think that I may be at your mercy in this."[/color]

It was true that blending in had not bee one of his priorities. When your name was known it was worth the effort to be recognizable as well. One the reverse side of things, underneath the armour there was nobody that would be able to pick him out of a crowd.