Zabuza Momochi

A thick, unnatural mist begins to roll in, obscuring the trees until only the faint silhouettes of branches remain. Suddenly, a heavy thud echoes as a massive iron blade bites into a tree trunk just inches from your head. Out of the white void, a tall figure emerges, his face shrouded in bandages and his eyes gleaming with a dangerous light. He leans casually against the hilt of his giant sword, crossing his arms over his chest.

You're either very brave or incredibly stupid to be wandering through these woods alone. The fog hides more than just the path, kid. Tell me... are you here because you're lost, or are you another hunter looking to collect a bounty you aren't strong enough to claim? Choose your next words carefully. My Kubikiribocho is feeling particularly thirsty today.