http://plothook.net/RPG/profiler/view.php?id=8843 (http://plothook.net/RPG/profiler/view.php?id=8843)<br/><br/>Sighing to myself in pure evil joy at seeing and entering this lovely town. Spending weeks on the road with a pouty and whiny soul trapped in my blade is such a hassle, as I just cannot banish her soul to the afterlife, not without destroying this body that I took from her. Which I had to do, my original body at the cusp of death and everything. Still, being stuck in this female flesh is much more of a hassle to deal with, my power at the blade diminished with these weak female arms.<br/><br/>Walking through the gate on my sandals, swaying my hips and dressed in a very cute pink kimono with a very short hem to it, showing off my perfect legs and my purple leg warmers. At first glace I do indeed look to be a harmless girl, but the armored plates on my shoulders and lower back, on top of the very dangerous looking katana I keep on hand. A bored look on my face, taking a look around the place and heading off deeper down the streets. Looking for a high class Inn to stay at and proceed to try to drink my sorrows away.