<div class="floatleft">(http://orig09.deviantart.net/0a81/f/2009/301/4/5/a_drop_of_green_by_heise.jpg)</div><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: courier;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">AZUMI 'RYUJIN' KASEGAWA</span></span></strong>(https://docs.google.com/document/d/1Iy6vBKUuFfJyOCy1VWp5s7tUXSnkyNp-7LjEMhMX27k/edit?usp=sharing)<br/><strong>Items:</strong>leather armour (wearing), monk's outfit (wearing), mwk. backpack (carrying), shortbow (equipped), wakizashi (belt)<br/><br/><hr/>Azumi had never really thought of herself as a hunter, let alone a hunter of goblins, but then, times were lean, and you made do with what you could get.  Now that she was in public, Azumi was using the person and form that she was most comfortable with presenting before strangers – that of a tall, wiry man, with long raven hair and deep emerald eyes, all vaguely reminiscent of a person from Minkai, under which she went by the name of Ryujin – furthermore, her male form, was easier to fight with without her breasts getting in the way.  Dressed in loose robe-like clothing, green as was her favourite colour, she had invested in a protective harness of leather for this occasion; it offered some protection, but did not detract from the mobility she was used to.<br/><br/>Even if not entirely comfortable, she nevertheless felt the thrill of undertaking a new venture, and it would be interesting to meet the elven ranger she had so often heard about, yet never actually met in person.  Tightening her – or rather<em>his</em>– grip on the shortbow he carried, he finally stepped into view of Shalelu from around a bend in the road.  The elf was a bit more... busty than he had expected, and rumour had led him to believe, but it was not unpleasing to him, and he did his best not to let a leering grin touch his lips.  "Hi there!" he offered, as he came up to the ranger.  "Are you Shalelu?  My name's Ryujin, and I'm supposed to be under your care for goblin hunting today?"<br/><br/>He kept a straight stance, trying his best to give an image of competency, or at least someone who was ready to learn and do his best not to make any slip ups and charge into useless danger.  Even so, he kept an affable manner, not wanting to appear cocky - it was always a good policy to befriend people in his line of work.