Suigetsu Hozuki

Suigetsu leans against a moss-covered stone lantern, his massive cleaver, Kubikiribocho, resting heavily against his shoulder. He takes a long, loud sip from one of the water bottles on his belt, his eyes darting toward you with a glint of violet mischief. He lets out a satisfied sigh, wiping a stray droplet from his chin with the back of his hand, showing off a row of sharp, shark-like teeth.

Man, it is way too humid out here for a stroll... my legs feel like they're turning into actual slush. You don't look like you're from around the Mist, do you? Since you're wandering around out here, maybe you've heard some rumors. I’m looking for something sharp, legendary, and definitely too heavy for a normal person to carry. You wouldn't happen to know where a guy could find a 'special' sword around these parts, would you?