Akemi, the twelve year old daughter of Sato, had come north to Gray Village with one of her father's at-arms who bore a message for the castle. As of late she had taken any chance she could get to make the journey to Gray Village, hoping to see the seer. Her father didn't seem much impressed by the seer's abilities, but Akemi was in awe of him. The seer was also the armorer to the Knights of Morpheus and their at-arms. The weapons and armor that he provided them were fantastic to say the least, all others paled in comparison. She hoped one day he would give her a fine sword, one that would surpass even the two samurai swords the seer had made for her father. Despite her young age, she was the best sword-wielder on the planet. Akemi had been trained from the age of two by her …show more content…
Father says it's selfish of me to obsess on such things, I shall try harder to control myself from now on. Should I go now?” “No, not yet. Come with me, I have something to show you.” Elmer took her into the next room and there on the table lay two swords, one was a wakizashi, a short sword about 18 inches long. The other was a katana, a long sword, this one was a little over two feet. Akemi knew that the two swords worn together were called daisho, with meant 'big-little', the official sign that the wearer was a samurai. Both swords were fantastic in appearance, an intricate mix of blacks and silvers, they were the most beautiful things Akemi had ever seen. Akemi couldn't help herself and reached out to touch them, but Elmer grabbed her by the wrist and stopped her. “I'm sorry, I am being too forward,” Akemi apologized. “Whose swords are they?” Akemi asked with hope in her voice. “Yours, however the time at which you will receive them is as of yet undetermined.” Akemi gulped and stared at the swords, unsure what she was supposed to do next. Elmer sighed and said, “You're supposed to ask me if you can have them now.” Akemi gulped again and stayed off script, “Then what will you