It had been raining all day when the most suspicious character had found himself stepping into the most grand city of all Japan, Edo. Many people would sway around him quickly with their heads tilt low not to make eye-contact, though the conical hat shrouded his face almost completely except the unemotional lining of his lips, his own head at a tilt to keep the top half of his face hidden. But this did not keep people from speaking as to the symbol upon his back roused rumors within the city about who he was. Further more, a large naginata laid upon his shoulder as he slowly walked forward. No one would stay in his path. Most figured it was just another Samurai, but he did not seem the typical swordsmen you would see.
The symbol of a wolf is what branded his back, it having it's own rumor from nearly a year back in time to where it had became known to the public world. What caught most of the people's attention was this man's kimono, a fine crimson coloration and design almost enough to show royalty, but it was uncertain. He walked around town for quite some time before turning a few corners and straight into an alley where the less fortunate peasants lived, many of them becoming alert when he came into the tiny village as he walked into one of the houses and put down two ryo's to the man sitting behind the main desk. "One night." He said, giving a soft yet deep voice that did not carry a pleasant sound. The Inn-Keeper became surprised at how much the man had and took the money without question, taking the stranger to his room.
It was rather dirty and cold from the rain, but no complaints came from the stranger. The stranger took a seat upon the creaky bed and pulled his large weapon off his shoulder to lie against the wall, he leaning his head against it as well. The Inn-Keeper did not say anything towards the stranger, walking off as quickly as he entered and leaving the samurai-appearing stranger to be.
During his time there resting, he had pulled out a pipe and had began smoking, his arms inside his kimono to keep warm while his ears on guard. When the rain stopped it was an hour before something warned him, a woman outside talking rather loud. Another man's voice crept in quickly, but louder and more clear. "Are you sure it is that man? He wouldn't risk getting killed by coming here! Besides, rumors are every where that a man with the same description came in and I doubt if he was a samurai he would come in this filthy place to stay!" The other woman argued with him before finally convincing to at least check it out and with a grunt the man walked inside the Inn.
More words were exchanged with the man and the Inn-Keeper before footsteps walked up the stairs and down the hall until they slid the door open, the stranger still smoking. "I don't know what their fuss is about, but I hope that they are--", the man appeared to be a police-man as he had stopped in the middle of his sentence to notice the large weapon sitting against the wall. The police-man grabbed the handle of his sword and edged himself into the room easing closer until he was in good distance away from the samurai. "So it is true, I bet you are that dog that killed off that entire family, Akuma!" The police-man yelled. Slowly, the stranger's conical hat rose to greet his golden eyes towards this guard and make a shrieking bit of fear run down the police-man's back.
Strangely, it was a few minutes before the samurai walked out of the Inn where another police-man stood with the other peasants near, most inside their homes. "Hey, you! Where is my guard?!" He asked. The stranger stopped for a moment, yet did not turn his head. "He decided to hang around for awhile." The stranger said before continuing to walk on. The police-man felt unease by what he had said and quickly went into the Inn and up the stairs, sliding opens the door to find himself in shock. The one police-man was hanging from a pier above from what seemed to be wire from the bed. The police-man ran out of the Inn and blew his whistle. "We have a murderer on the loose! His name is Akuma! Find him!" He screamed in every direction alerting other police-man.
The stranger Akuma had already been quickly walking through town and walked pass a wanted poster of a man reading, "Akuma Nirro, Wanted for 100 ryo's." The picture showed a long silver haired man with sharp golden eyes, very detailed. It was not long before Akuma saw a police-man up ahead and decided to make a quick turn into a large opening, moving through the door to find himself in a large space and a mansion. There was a man standing on the porch wearing glasses, his hands held together as he stared as the new-comer. Akuma walked up to the man and lifted his conical hat to reveal his face. "I assume you are here for the Tournament, no?" The man said. Akuma thought for a moment. "Yes, but I would like details." He responded. The man bowed his head and pulled open a scroll. "In the name of the Governor of this Province, he has stated to have a tournament here every year for great warriors to come from all places to fight in the name of the Emperor. The winner gains title of Champion."
Akuma almost gave a chuckle, but held it back. He thought for a moment before giving the man a long stare. "Indeed, I shall join. My name is Doragon Arashi. Is there a fee to join?" The man nodded. "One ryo." Arashi pulled out one ryo and gave it to him. "Good, I am glad to have another participant. Please, the lady shall accompany you to your room." He then said, waving in Arashi into the mansion.
A second later a rather beautiful woman elegantly walked in and took hold of Arashi's arm. "Oh, another tough guy joining, huh? Well I'll fix you right up." She said, flirting. She led him to a room not far from the main desk and let him take a seat before giving her introduction. "I am glad to have another Samurai to serve, you may call me Roze. I will get anything you wish for. There are also baths right behind that door with robes and if you need any food, saki, or whatever you desire just call my name and I will come right to you. Thank you for coming, enjoy your stay." She slowly closed the door as Arashi gave a small grin, taking off his hat and laying his weapon against the wall. "Fate is a funny thing." He said to himself.
(EDIT: Sorry, I forgot about the whole Edo thing XD, editted
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