Hoshor Plains silver tooth

the man had the body of a 武士, with a helmeted head and broad chest. he stood with the size and firmness of a castle wall - spoke as firmly.

hatsu thought him a challenge to scale.

his woman was less impressive, a huntress, as was expected of their people, but the limp had been noted long before the courtesan had announced herself.

hatsu hoped this were a daughter, and not a female with a claim to defend.

i explore, mister! hatsu called again, tail evenly wagging and voice as kind as she could make it. i stranger here, but strength in numbers, no?