A young boy could be seen running through the town square laughing merely as a kite flew behind him, held tightly by the string in his hands so not to blow away, he is no the focus of this story. No our focus pans towards an elderly woman seated upon one of these benches. This elderly woman is short, standing only five foot as she sits upon the bench, legs closed together and hands neatly folded in her lap. She appeared traditional dressed in a long flowing kimono made of the finest silk, tied closed by an obi, jacket and sash over her shoulders, paired by the white tabi and waraji on her feet. The old woman's eyes appeared shut, her white hair tied up in a double bun with a hair pin that had two pearls hanging off the side sticking in from the left to keep the bun in place, with matching ears hanging from her ears.
The elderly woman's closed gaze was fixated on the fountain, she appeared to be ignoring the world around her, paying no mind to those that passed. With the way she sat not moving and eyes closed many assumed she had simply fallen asleep, if only they knew. Her eyes were open only slightly giving the illusion they were closed. If one was to look closely enough they would see a dull shade of red piercing out from beneath the shadows of her eyelids, as dark thoughts filled her mind.
"Look at these heathens doing as they please. They do not even know the glory of the Chaos Lord Khorne. They dare to live without knowing of his presence. It is an a front to his glory, they deserve only death." Thought the old woman as day dreams of blood shed filled the void within. If her guild did not believe in hiding within the shadows, to not draw attention to themselves she would not hesitate to rise from her feet and kill these heathens where they stood.
"That fool of a guild master is lucky he is strong, a valued trade of Khorne else I would have attempted to end his life years ago. I must bide my time and continue to strengthen myself. But first I must find a way to rid myself of this useless decrepit form, I must regain my youth."
Yumi held back a sneer as she turned her head, catching a walking couple off guard at her sudden movement. She ignored them and began to survey once more, "For now I shall find something or someone to amuse me. That was when she saw him, the one who would amuse her.
"Excuse me young man would you be so kind as to help this old woman. These old bones of mine have gotten stiff and I can no longer rise from my seat, be a dear and help me up." Called the aged mage as she faked a passable friendly smile, speaking in a soft tone to the young lad.