Yasuhiro didn't know of any dojo's in the city, they didn't seem to recognize the need for improvement in the martial arts here like they did in Rokugan. So instead he decided to find someplace quiet, away from everything, where he could practice in peace.
The area around the pools wasn't large, but it was mostly out of sight and the wind of his face and sound on the waves was soothing. Quietly he moved through the steps of a kata, senses open to the sounds around him, this was still a dangerous area after all.
That's good, boy. His grandmother informed him softly.
You've got a long way to go, but you have to take it one step at a time."Yes, Grandmother." Fluffy investigation day 6 EA no sneaky types?:
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