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[color=548b54][h3]Dulga Tarata[/h3][/color][/center]

Dulga listened to Mako tell her what she knew. The man, her mother's killer, was a man named Kensai. Sword Saint. Dulga's eyes narrowed at this name. He was no saint and for someone who wanted to become a great swordsman, what business did he have to go after her father? he was strong, certainly, but he was no warrior. Not by choice. None of this made sense. But then Mako said that she had met him before while she was still a thief. Then things started to fall together. Dulga had already come to a conclusion by the time Mako had finished speaking, and Dulga looked furious. All that Dulga needed to confirm it was when Mako said she had stolen a sword. That damn sword that started all of this. [color=548b54]"You... You're the one who stole the Murakumo-no-Tsurugi? My father's masterpiece!?"[/color] Dulga's voice rose as she took steps towards Mako.

In a moment of weakness Dulga slammed her four fists into Mako's desk, breaking through the table. She didn't seem to care. [color=548b54]"My father has known nothing but shame since that sword was stolen! His pride and joy, the best thing he's ever made, and you're the one who stole it!? Worse still you left it in the hands of a madman who has killed countless heroes, including... Including my mother..."[/color] Dulga went through so many emotions at this moment. Confusion, anger, sadness, just to name a few. Dulga covered her face as she started to cry. She tried to stop but all of these pent up emotions were just too much for her to handle. Ever since her mother died Dulga had just.... Stopped feeling. Emotions ebbed and flow around her. Even when she felt annoyed or embarrassed they were always just faked, because she felt she was suppose to do something. That was what her mother taught her. But hearing about Kensai and knowing Mako's involvement in all of it, there was a certain relief in Dulga that she couldn't beleive.

She was getting closer to achieving vengeance.

[color=548b54]"I need to know everything. Why was he after my father's sword? What do you know about who he is, how he fights? Do you know where he's at right now? Who does he have as allies? What are his quriks and abilities?"[/color] Tears were still streaming down Dulga's face. She was so close now. Dulga can't let this chance slip out of her fingers.