A Clash of Titans

Away from villages, away from the people of the world, a lone man walked. The sun shined on the mountain terrain, a breeze carried fallen leaves as a man walk along the surface. This was his abode, where he remained when he wasn't with the world and its people on various tasks to help improve it. The salt-and-pepper hair was smoothed back as Yoshitsune came to a stop at a rocky outcrop and sat.

The man looked up towards the sky and took the sun's warm embrace. He closed his eyes; no to rest but to see. Small beasts among the villages of great distances from the mountains looked about, with their eyes as his own, to try and see if anything was needed from him. He opened them when he felt he had safely reached his answer.