The smell was the worst... Long before Yoshi got the herd of goats back within sight of the monastery, he could smell the sickening smell of burning flesh and wood.
After discovering the monastery sacked and razed, he was at a loss. What do you do when you build your life around an ideal, and all of a sudden that isn't an option any more?
He spent weeks wandering, searching to country for a sign. What life could a monk possibly have outside of a monastery?
He stopped in a modest inn. Spending the few coppers he'd made begging on a bowl of rice.
Suddenly a man came in, looking for some heroes.
Could this be what he was waiting for?
Yoshi Toturo joined this group of rag tag adventures and quickly decided it was.
They didn't lack for courage or ability. They were brave and strong. However,they lacked moral compass. Yoshi was alarmed when, on a simple delivery mission, they wandered into an ambush. His companions charged into battle; attacking nearly indiscriminately.
His path was clear, for the first time since the orcs attacked and looted his home. He needed to give these misguided adventurers a sense of morality; to become a shining beacon in the dark, lighting their way. Whether they wanted it or not...
After discovering the monastery sacked and razed, he was at a loss. What do you do when you build your life around an ideal, and all of a sudden that isn't an option any more?
He spent weeks wandering, searching to country for a sign. What life could a monk possibly have outside of a monastery?
He stopped in a modest inn. Spending the few coppers he'd made begging on a bowl of rice.
Suddenly a man came in, looking for some heroes.
Could this be what he was waiting for?
Yoshi Toturo joined this group of rag tag adventures and quickly decided it was.
They didn't lack for courage or ability. They were brave and strong. However,they lacked moral compass. Yoshi was alarmed when, on a simple delivery mission, they wandered into an ambush. His companions charged into battle; attacking nearly indiscriminately.
His path was clear, for the first time since the orcs attacked and looted his home. He needed to give these misguided adventurers a sense of morality; to become a shining beacon in the dark, lighting their way. Whether they wanted it or not...
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