A young man on the the path to enlightenment.


Water 2
Strength 2
Perception 2

Earth 3
Stamina 3
Willpower 3

Air 3
Reflexes 3
Awareness 3

Fire 2
Agility 2
Intelligence 2

Void 3

Advantage: Great Destiny
Disadvantage: Touch of the Void


Osamu looked around himself as he walked slowly through the forest. He was supposed to be out here working on centering himself. His sensei always told him that the path to clarity was found through total balance of one’s mind. His sensei also never missed an opportunity to remind him that he, Osamu, was not balanced. That he needed to learn to assert himself upon the world, push back as well as give way. So here he was, wandering in the forest and contemplating the nature of aggression. Above him in the branches a large crow seemed to parallel his path, leaping haphazardly from branch to branch.

Osamu paused, and the crow settled itself in an imposing tree. There was a sharp crack, an indignant squawk, and the moss encrusted giant started to list. Osamu looked up as the tree started its plunge towards him and everything seemed to slow down. His eyes were drawn to one of the cracks in the tree’s bark, deep and dark. He filled his lungs with air and slowly let it out. If this was to be his time, he was at peace with that. It would be a good death; he would help his fallen comrade to become a mighty nurse log, giving home and shelter to countless new lives. The crack grew within his vision, yawning before him. He closed his eyes.

A moment later he opened them. He was standing atop the fallen tree, a small crack in the bark running between his feet. An arm’s length away a large crow turned its head to look up at him with one dark eye.

“Hello, Crow” he said. “I guess this wasn’t the day.”