[center][u][b]Minamoto Yoshitsune[/b][/u]
Level 1 [2/10]
Sandswept Sky – Crown of Sand
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[@Lugubrious][@Archmage MC][@Yankee][/center]

With his back turned towards the Gorlek, thinking it was dead, Yoshitsune was slightly surprised when the giant hands grabbed him, He barely managed to wriggle free before having to dodge other hands. The first chance he got, he spun to slash at it again, only for his blades to slice through ashes. He looked at Joker, nodded, and watched as everything else was dealt with. He carefully sheathed his swords, walking up to the group.

More people were arriving. Well, they all seemed to be allied together. It seemed the one named Poppi was rather worried that her master was quite sweaty.

[quote=@Lugubrious]“Oh no, no, no!” Tora assured her, waddling over and clapping a wing on her shoulder. “Friends just goof around a little, meh.”

Poppi crossed her arms, frowning. The lack of any enemies meant nothing considering they turned to ash on death, after all. “Why Masterpon all sweaty, then?”

“O-oh, that...?” Tora held up his wings placatingly. “It just very hot out, meh! Not everyone have internal cooling systems, Poppi!” he admonished, then turned to the others winking furiously. “Right?” His eyes landed on Yoshitsune, and he hurried to change the subject. “Meh, meh! We did meet swordypon who help in f...meeeh, in f-finding where to go! What new friend name?”[/quote]

“Minamoto Yoshitsune,” he answered with a slight bow. “My friends call me Yoshitsune. I am a Samurai of Clan Genji. Before coming here, my friends and I were searching for the Amahagane.” He held up the glowing gem that hung from his waist.

Looking around, he noticed a few people heading further in, yet others were talking about some that had been left behind. Unsure of what to do, he looked at everyone, figuring he’d go with the smaller group. While trying to decide, he listened to what Tora and Poppi were saying.

He leaned over and whispered in Tora’s ear, “It’s not smart to lie to your friends. You should tell her the truth. Left alone, little lies can form a rift between even the best of friends.” He left it there, not knowing what Tora would choose.

Since it seemed that the ones heading further in were the smaller group, for now at least, he ran to catch up with them. So far, he wasn’t fond of how they were acting. Most teenaged men of his homeland were strong warriors on the battlefield, not like the children in front of him. [i]Still, if I can keep them alive, I might get them to start acting like adults,[/i] he thought. “Would it not be smarter to stay with the group?” he asked, making the first sound to notify them he was with them.