[ He's an older Japanese man, his expression is friendly and the crow's feet around his eyes crinkle with his smile of greeting. He is an old-school chain smoker, so best bet a cigarette will be going back and forth between his lips while he talks. ]

Nice to meet you. I thought I would introduce myself. Daigo Dojima.

[ A little salute with his cigarette. ]

I'm from Tokyo, Japan. I'm still trying to get my bearings, I think. No magic or monsters. Not in my Tokyo, anyway.

With that in mind, I'd be interested in improving my... self-defense skills in this new territory. Apparently I've fallen into Autumn, if anyone is open to teaching a magic novice.

On the more mundane side, I'm well-trained with a handgun and street fighting. They're skills I should keep polished up though, yeah?

[ Why is this mellow old Japanese guy well-trained with a gun and kicking people's teeth out? 🤷

He looks off lazily, exhaling smoke. ]

I think that's all the business on my docket, though. Anyone catch anything good?

[ His crooked grin is only a little provoking. It would be fun to win at fishing. ]



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[ He's set up around any intriguing pools to take a shot with a tried and true fishing rod. He will gladly say hello to anyone else who sets up. If you hunger for monster fish hijinks, please by all means. ]