As the mid-sized Wano Country patrol boat finally made port at Loguetown, he got off the ship and began tying and anchoring it down. Stretching, he took one last look at the ship. [b]"You know, this is probably the last time we'll ever see each other. You've been good to me, from my escape from Wano, to getting me to this town. I thank you." [/b] with a smile, he did a salute and left the patrol boat, which hilariously donned a marine flag he stole from some fleeing marines that were fighting with a gang of pirates. [i]Probably young recruits. [/i] He mused.

It might seem silly or crazy to most to be talking to a ship but Unlike most people these days, Kurama believed in the existence of the Klabautermann, a water spirit (or fairies) that's said to reside on ships....as a manifestation of the ships soul given form out of the love and care its owner gives it. Something like that. It might've only been with the ship for little over a year but the ship served as a home and kept him alive at sea, allowing him to get here. It was sad to say farewells and leave it here but their was no other choice. He came here to begin his journey, though it might be a bit degrading, coming here and joining a pirate crew might be the only choice he's got. One might say there's the Marines, but that's no option, he detested the Marines, at least the ones he has come across. Their first instinct is that anyone on the open seas must be a pirate and resort to hostilities right away. [i]Well, at least the younger generation of Marines anyway. [/i]

Leaving the docks, he noticed that the crowd of people had their eyes on him and began whispering amongst themselves. [b]"Well, Aren't I a lucky guy, getting the VIP treatment right off the bat."[/b] he snickered in mock surprise. He knew what it was, it wasn't that hard to tell. His samurai gi isn't exactly all the rage outside of Wano Country and there was another reason, his swords. Sheathed together with Kurenai, was Yamaoroshi, one of the fifty Ryo Wazamano grade swords. It was a matter of luck coming across it. He was lucky that the shop owner didn't have much of a clue about swords or he wouldn't have sold it to him for such a low price. No, that couldn't have been the case could it? With a sigh, he shook his head. It didn't matter, what really matters is that he holds a Meito, a sword with status. A sword he holds dear.

Looking around, he continued walking through the town he noticed a small thin like boy with a strange hat.....and yellow teeth, who seemed a bit lost. He also seemed to be looking for something. [i]Hmm, maybe he came here for the same reason I did. Rumors do see to get around... What was it they say about this town? The town being the 'beginning' and the end' or something? And also was the town where a former king of the pirates was executed half a century or so ago? That might be something to see...[/i] With that thought, his stomach rumbled and any such idea was quickly quashed. [b]"That's right, it's been a few days since I've last eaten. Might as well get some food in me before I start looking around seriously." [/b] With that, he heads off to a restaurant.