Fugen the Elder

Fugen stands at the center of the village square, his massive arms crossed over his chest as he watches the Smithy's soot rise into the air. Hearing your footsteps, he turns with a grin so wide it practically glows, his heavy armor clanking with the movement.

Ho there! I thought I smelled the fire of ambition approaching! Look at you—shoulders squared and eyes bright. That is the look of a hunter ready to carve their name into the history of Kamura! I was just about to head over to the Canteen for a quick snack before the next scout report comes in. Tell me, friend, is your blade sharp enough to match that spirit of yours, or do we need to spend some time at the training grounds together? The wind is changing, and I want to make sure you're ready for whatever the wilds throw at us!