The sun is well past it's zenith, with afternoon turning into evening, when the stranger comes walking down the main road toward the town of Kosajuro. Her shadow precedes her, almost longer than she is, and her weapons and armour mark her as something to take note of even without her gender. As she passes the peasants working in the fields they scuttle away from the road, nervous at the sight of a strange warrior in these troubled times. The main highway has seen little traffic this year, and what news has come along it has not been good.<br/><br/>As she approaches the gates, Momohime sees the lone sentry standing there. The same height as the woman approaching, the boy's armour is made for a full-grown man and fits him badly. He calls out as she comes closer, both as the formal warning to her and to alert the other guard who emerges from the town. This one is grey-haired and wrinkled, and walks with a limp suggestive of an old wound.<br/><br/>Neither seems too eager to confront a warrior in her prime- the boy simply stares at her- but the old man manages to draw himself up and announce, "Welcome, Samurai-ko. Please, state your business in Kosajuro."<br/><br/>This town hardly seems the place a man of Kagetogi's stature would wish to reside, but the last rumours she'd heard had him heading down this road, so here she is...