Haikus, swords and still homeless. :V

[failgetservant]

[There is the guardian of the Goddess pond who never seems to move from his position. He still keeps his distance amongst the other inhabitants of the village and continues his life as if he is a hermit or an outcast of the town, but he does not care. New faces have arrived and new services have been offered, but for Assassin, the only thing he

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[flowers_in_eyes]

Haiku?

[failgetservant]

*nods but pivoting himself to be facing at you and his blade pointed at your direction to confirm who is talking to him before going back to what he was doing*

That's correct.

[flowers_in_eyes]

What is a Haiku?

[failgetservant]

That would be a form of poetry that has originated from my land of birth. It was one of the few rare things that pleases me in the world that doesn't involve this blade and spilled blood.