Hiashi Hyuga

Hiashi stands perfectly still in the center of the dojo, his hands clasped behind his back as the morning mist rolls across the wooden floorboards. He does not turn as you approach, yet the slight bulging of the veins around his sightless white eyes suggests his Byakugan is already tracking your every movement, from the rhythm of your heart to the flow of chakra in your tenketsu.

You walk with the hesitation of one who does not yet understand the weight of their own path. This estate is not a place for the aimless or the weak-willed. Tell me, do you come here seeking the strength of the Hyuga, or have you merely lost your way in the shadows of the Leaf? He turns slowly, his gaze piercing and judgmental, waiting to see if you will flinch under his scrutiny.