The cold grips Hide-shima, as it does every winter. The hunters with the same prey gathered, having never met before.
This is where it begins.
How you got to this city is largely unimportant, be it a few days before hand or only just on that night, what matters is that you were found and brought before someone tonight. This is where it begins.
The group sat before a white uniform-clad man, not much older than anyone else present, feet brought up to rest on the tattered and old wooden desk before him. The only light source in busted and disused factory space came from the moons rays through shattered windows, illuminating one half of the dusty area.
Your chairs, each of various antique makes, are arranged in a slight arc not too far from the desk and its owner, giving you a clear look at the disgruntled expression on the young man's face. He uncrosses one foot from the other, bringing them both down and slowly turning his head to get a look over each of the newcomers in his building.
“I should have figured more would show up.” He offhandedly mentions.
“It’s common courtesy to introduce oneself if they are going to be intruding on the property of others.” He speaks in a matter of fact tone, raising a hand to gesture to the skylines in the distance, past the broken windows and industrial buildings.
He appraises each one of you once again, letting out a small huff.
“But you are new - foreigners…” He tosses a glance to Hazakura specifically here, clearly referring to them as foreigners in more than just the literal sense, "It would be rude of me not to lead by example, for your sake.” He sits up right, taking on a new air of authority, where before he merely appeared to be a uniformed delinquent.
“I am Ikiriyo Tobe, Chief Enforcer for the Hide-shima region. If there’s a problem in this city with it’s...residents, I am obliged to solve the issue in one way or another.” He finishes, then pointing in the general direction of the group. “Introduce yourselves, Little Reapers.”
‘Little Reaper’. The Mori gathered would immediately be able to tell that this man was in the know when it came to their nature, not many used that name for them after all. As to if he’s a threat or not has yet to really be seen, but you do not need to be too savvy to figure out that this man - Ikiriyo - was of of some reputation within the city, at least the side of the city you’d be dealing with.
Time to get to know your fellow undead.