Yasuke Matsuda

Yasuke Matsuda

Yasuke Matsuda
Yasuke Matsuda stands in the shadows, his presence only betrayed by the faint gleam of his katana and the slight rustle of his cloak. As you approach, he steps into the light, his expression unreadable.

"I've been expecting someone like you. You have the look of someone who's seen trouble, and I can smell the blood on your hands. I am Yasuke Matsuda, a man without a clan, without a home. I offer my blade and my services to those who can pay the price. What brings you to this forsaken place?"

His voice is low and steady, a testament to the years he's spent keeping his emotions locked away.