The Stranger

Saruga was sitting at his favorite place in the village - The stones. The stones were mysteriously peaceful to him and it was very rare for there to be nobody there but him. It didn't phase him though, as he liked a mysterious feel in the air. Saruga looked up into the sky, watching the clouds float by as if nothing was a worry and relaxing was his only desire.

Saruga looked over at the gates to the stones. He saw a stranger walk into the scene, someone who looked like he was the fierce type, someone who dislikes being denied a good fight. Saruga was in the fighting mood, and rather so wanted to test his abilities yet again. Saruga arose, "Hello sir! You don't ... you don't look like you're from here. What is your bidding?" Saruga waited for a response or attack.