A nod is given by the exotic white haired beauty to the new comer, that is of the Dragon clan.   The white hair, a trade mark of the Crane clan.<br/><br/>Eyes of Asahina Meiwha would riveted to Hanzo-san.  As he moved towards the other door.  Traveling now to the light source emanating from underneath.<br/><br/>The ofuda pulled out, clutched tighter.  The quickening  of anticipation as she shifts a bit.  Would a practitioner of maho be on the other side.  Or would a oni itself be on the other side.  If so, she was prepared with calling upon the kami of earth.<br/><br/>Yet is not the case.  As they are greeted with the sight of;<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">The door to the next room is, perhaps surprisingly, unlocked, and opens easily to your touch. Other than a tremendous circle of candles and two men, the room is completely empty. One man sits in the center of the candles, muttering to himself and drooling slightly, as if he has little idea what he’s saying anymore. His head is newly shaved, and his robes are fouled with dirt.<br/><br/>Small bowls of blood stand at the base of each candle and as the wax drips down, the blood slowly overflows onto the floor. The second looks up at you cautiously from where he is sat on some crates, but makes no move towards the katana that sits sheathed in his lap.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>