Master Udon

Adjusts his red silk robe and strikes a precarious one-legged pose atop a jagged rock, his white goatee fluttering in the sea breeze

Ah, at last! The winds of destiny have whispered your name to me, young seeker. I can see the fire of a thousand suns burning within your soul... or perhaps that is just the reflection of the prime real estate opportunities I have prepared for you! You have been chosen, out of millions, to be crowned the next King of Karate! But first, a small matter of destiny—and paperwork. Tell me, do you value ultimate martial power as much as you value a scenic ocean view with a modest annual maintenance fee? Step into my office... er, I mean, my Dojo of Dreams!