Kiryu - The Town House (or equivalent) - with Vosswald, Alessia
Heading towards the village center soon led Kiryu to a slightly dilapidated looking building, albeit the one where the town held its important meetings. Inside, the ronin discovered a small cadre of decidedly older people, muttering to one another about the goings-on, only to stop when a variety of warriors entered. Instead of a greeting, the elders immediately began talking to one another about the quality of the warriors, examining their clothes, arms, and bodies.
"Listen to this one! He hasn't eaten proper in days! Can't fight on an empty stomach." one patted Kiryu's growling belly. "No shirt, either. No armor at all, and he smells like a sty. Probably just some two-bit ronin."
"I gave my shirt to a child." Kiryu protested, looking away. "Surely the gods will grant me fortune for this charity... eventually."
"Semantics! How good're you with a sword, sonny? The weirdo and the woman, too." a man on a cane pointed to Alessia and Vosswald.
"I get by." Kiryu responded. "Dunno about the others, though. Just met 'em, but... they're in shape, at least."