Kansaburou

One rice hat, two borrowed swords, and a hundred misunderstandings. Kansaburou once measured life by the turning of amber leaves and the height of rice shoots in the paddies near the river. Their sharpest blade was for cutting stubborn reeds. Then the warrior Bushi passed through their village. Mistaking Kansaburou’s earnest advice on pest control for cunning battle strategy, Bushi recruited them on the spot. Too polite to refuse, Kansaburou has been following them into chaos ever since. The dramatic facepaint was for the village’s harvest festival, but everyone in the Fellowship of Disorder found it so intimidating that now they’re stuck with it. They just want to go home, but they keep accidentally winning.