Kenji's Tea House [Open]

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A door opens to a world that only one can see within dreams and stories. A place that calls out to every sense of peace, calm and rest. In this view, as far as the eye can see is a place covered in Cherry Blossoms and fields of grass. There is something strange tho, as you take in the scene, you realize that this place is covered in eternal night. A peerless night that only the lanterns and star lights from above glimmer and shine brightly on the world. Your first steps in seems to immediately cause a moment of breathlessness as you are met with a home. A large traditional Japanese style home that is vast and long. Your steps upon the cobbled road to the home is echoed and met with a scent of various, sweet and heartwarming tea. The fragrance is inviting and most of all it welcoming. Before long, you are at the door and with a moment of hesitation and realization of how you managed to approach this close, you have opened the doors to a large opening.

Your eyes scan the room and are met with a layer of tables, with small pillows around them. There are even booths and a bar. Inside you feel a refreshing and homely feel. There is this sense of calm and warmth as if you had stepped into your own home. It is probably strange for you, who knows where you have just been or what you had just witnessed or perhaps how you had felt before all of these things, but you do know and feel as if being here has a chance to give you a moment of peace, a second of thought, or perhaps just a single place where you felt that you belonged, even if it was just here in this place.

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Standing at the bar stood a male. At first glace, one would notice a silky, white flowing hair the was tied back into a ponytail, his two long red horn protruding from the center line of his forehead, arching upwards for about a good foot. His eyes were crimson in color as his face held a charming and daring look of a person who has years of experience on the battlefield. Yet, it held an emotion of peace and warmth that is welcoming to those who entered. His hands fiddling and working on polishing a glass. This was undoubtedly the owner of this place. His mind was in a deep wonder and thought as he polished the glass to a shimmer. After setting it down and giving a sigh, his mind wondered to a thought, more so an image of who he was.

There he could see his own reflection, an image of his former self. A man dressed up in light armor with a long blade in hand. He remembered all the moves and could feel his own blood boil and the shake of excitement in his hand while seeing himself. This was mental training though. Kenji was taking his time to keep himself mentally prepared for the day when he returned to battle. Keeping his mind keen and sharp, possibly later today he would take some time to practice a little bit for himself. After a bit of time passed, he went and prepared himself a cup of tea. Going to the back, he grab some fresh leaves and returned back out. Mixing and blending the leaves while he heated up the water to a boil, Kenji eventually poured the water into a kettle. A ginger and flawless style to make sure the entire kettle was completely filled with flavor. The Jasmine scented tea filled the Tea House for just a moment before he wandered over with a few cups in hand to a table. Sitting down, he took one cup and poured the tea into it. Letting the teal color mixture fill the cup before taking a soft moment to blow on it then sip it.