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Hanzō

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Master Hunter (240)

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age
8 Years
gender
Male
gems
1761
size
Dire wolf
build
Balanced
posts
1,267
player
Ali

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09-28-2021, 12:06 PM

Stepping aside, Hattori led the way to the makeshift fighting area. The snow was clear and pristine, soon to be marred with talon marks and footprints. Whether people watched or not, Hattori didn't care or pay attention as he waited for the Prince to get into position. This was a rank to be earned, hard fought and won and so Hattori would pull no punches. If the boy lost then so be it, he would find no comfort in Hattori's expression. Only a calm and collected mask, aloof in its severity. Donned in his armour with his companions flanking his sides, the Shogun rolled his shoulder, he knew his firstborn son was strong and capable, but would his stubbornness and spite be enough? Time to find out, he supposed.

"Make your move." Was all Hattori said.


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