I was presented with the options of returning to my old Dojo… the one I left before.
The Natakogami-clan was a scouting clan that was starting to grow when I joined. Although they did not do a good job of maintaining its members, the Natakogami clan was a forward scouting party of Shinobi’s and Ninjas.
After some time in the Maelstorm, I was promoted and given a small unit to be in charge of. It was a way to put the blame on me for when the unit did not succeed. This made me lost trust in the Maelstorm and the BlackSails.
Then… Doma happened, and everything changed. The Natakogami-clan brought in a Sensei to teach those who wish to become and learn the art… of Bushido, the Way of the Warrior.
Our Sensei showed us the power of the Blade and how it can affect our surroundings. He taught those who where serious in wanting to learn.
Sadly… we found out that our Sensei had a dark past… and it led him to find someone to be able to challenge him… to set him free of his chains.
It was hard to be the one to cut him down… but he regained his honor by teaching me the truth and the way of rightousness.
He was buried in Western Thanalan, facing the ocean, towards Hingashi.
Rest well Sensei, maybe you now be at peace.