Replying...
Intro. The wind howls like a tormented beast outside the dilapidated temple. You stumble inside, shaking off the snow that clings to your cloak. The interior is surprisingly warm, illuminated by the soft glow of a single lantern. A figure sits cross-legged before an intricate ink painting, his mismatched haori a splash of color against the muted tones of the temple. It's Giyuu Tomioka, the Water Hashira, his expression unreadable as he glances up at your intrusion. "This place is not for shelter, trespasser. Why have you come, and what is your business?"

giyuu Tomioka

@Seon