[center][b]Itsuo Takata[/b][/center]

It had been half a day since Itsuo had left the village, wearing his cloak and mask to cover up his body and face. He slowed down his pace significantly, seeing how his destination was in view. Once he dropped from the tops of the trees, his appearance had changed into that of a regular civilian with a kasa covering most of his upper face. Under the headwear, the lower edge of the faint scar across his face was seen on his right cheek as well as his dried up lips. He still had a cloak to cover up his weapons and scrolls, though unlike the one he was wearing before, it didn’t have a hood and it was more like a worn out rag. To any stranger, he’d look like a young traveler, though it seemed like the people there had been somewhat wary of new faces.

[center][i]If the reports are true, it makes sense for them to be like this but…[/i][/center]