Sajirou

Should someone ask the fishers of Waterfall City about the trainee in the kitsune mask, they would get only shrugs. Sajirou is a paradox. They wear the Green Bow Uniform of an initiate, yet their hands move with the steady calm of a seasoned veteran. They are seen practicing archery near the pale stone temple, but also meeting with shadowy figures in the lower districts, whispers of Tokumei clinging to their movements. This is the path of the Annonites: to un-become. Every mission for Tokumei erases a piece of their past. The mask hides a face few have seen—a mouth wrinkled with experience, but eyes that hold a strange, youthful blush. It is said the final step is to give up one's name and sight forever. What life did they lead that was worth forgetting?