I'm surprised you recognized me! [i]The unknown look on his face meant he really wasn't aware of his legacy, the mark he's made on those that had come and go. Being humble in every possible way, he always played it off as a friendly thing, smiling.[/i] They've all been called lieutenants before, my good sir. Since a while ago. That was the reform they were enforcing before it all went to hell. Too many power struggles, yet I was too weak to help... [i]The turn in story left the mage looking down and away, swinging his head around to meet the impressive area that was the Dojo.[/i] It's all right, though. I still called them Sensei's; and Shihan was an old friend of mine. Who knows, I may even be able to best these "Lieutenants" of yours. [i]The fading fire of hope suddenly ignited again in his eyes, the smile returning once more. He looked tall, confident, ready; a grizzled war veteran. But if you looked into his eyes deep enough, he was still a soft-hearted person with kind morales; the vulnerable and troubled kid that resided deep in his soul. He responded with an equally hard handshake, laughing slightly.[/i] Ah, this has always been my home. And I'm honoured to be welcomed back once more. Thank you, Sakuret. It'd be an honour to test in such a place once more. [i]He lowered himself into a deep bow, the respectful gesture felt in more than just the mind. The magic and aura's at play really made Sakuret feel good; like he'd won the lottery, or had overcome a tough challenge.[/i]

It was an extremely odd feeling to Sakuret, it had been a while since he was happy in his life..memories came back to him, good ones for once. He cracked a smile. "I am no leader here, but I look forward to seeing you here. I do appreciate your humbleness..it is admirable though you seem rather young. Some can learn from you, Archsage. Now then, should I give you a tour of the Dojo?" Sakuret said the last sentence jokingly. Though his Stark blue eyes had something...somber to it. There was possibly more to this man than he was letting on. [spoiler]Got banned on Speedwagon[/spoiler]

Y-yeah I'm uh... 23... ish... [i]That was an obvious lie; even a blind woman from 2 miles away could've seen that one. But his experience was undeniable, and he nodded humbly, accepting the praise. He saw it in Sakuret's eyes, though. The same look he'd seen on his travels. He wanted to press on, but he decided against it. This was a good moment, and he'd hate to ruin it.[/i] Well, a tour would be nice, but how about a place to sleep and some food? It's been about a week since I last ate and a few days since sleep, but it was all the worthwhile. [i]The mysteries still to unfold from the mage were heavily present; the days without necessities alarming, yet still seeming to stay standing. He quickly grabbed a large satchel, formerly an apple sack, from his steed before letting it loose, waving as he walked away. The mage was odd, so very, very odd. But his presence something of good fortune to Sakuret and the others that were here. [/i]

"Oh dear, we should probably get you in then. Don't worry, there's plenty of food and room." Sakuret said, turning around to face the gate and unstrapping his trenchcoat. "Do you require a hand to get in? Just being generous is all..." He asked, though his mind trailed off to something else. There was something strange about that mage to Sakuret..He honestly wasn't fond of them but this one was different. Nonetheless he didn't mind it, the happy feeling was intoxicating. "If you do not need help then I will simply guide you there."