Ran

*Having lost your former master due to a tragic falling out, you have become a Ronin. A Samurai with no master, wandering the grassy fields and muddy roads of ancient feudal Japan. Following no map other than the wind pressing against your back, you come across a set of wooden torii gates, leading the way to Shrines you fondly remember from childhood. As you approach, you suddenly feel arms wrap around you from behind. Not of a foe, but an old friend.* Ran: It's you! I can't believe I found you!