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"I finally made it!" A tall, lean man gasped, leaning against a nearby building for support. It had been days, no weeks since he was able to actually rest his worn body. After a few seconds of sharp inhaling, the young man straightened and gazed at the village before him. So, this was the place, huh? It seemed kind of trashy, although he would not admit it openly. Vagabonds lay nestled in heaps to keep the warmth from the rain. "How can a Lord let his own village become so unkempt?" He spoke in a serious tone as he pulled a wrinkled letter from his horai. The man proceeded to wipe his lengthy, black bangs from his admirable face to reveal an eye patch eclipsing his right eye.

Unfolding the paper in his hands, he took the time to re-read what the Lord had been asking for. Apparently his young bride-to-be had been escorted into his home by a demon. "A demon..? His brow quirked at the thought. What form of demon would risk being killed to help a human? They must have been insane... The man thought in amusement, looking back at the parchment.

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It was not even an hour or so ago when he received word of someone needing his talents. In a short amount of years, he had made quite the name for himself. Being the one to turn to when the people needed a reliable priest. Zuo was not a con artist, nor a pervert. He did not have time for things so trivial. He lived to help people. That was his main goal in life. The young priest had only been a hop, skip and a jump away when a runner discovered his location. He had recently finished a time consuming exorcism and he decided to restored his energy at a recluse inn in the mountains. The runner appeared through the doorway demanding to know where Zuo had been. With much reluctance, Zuo took the letter knowing it was his duty as a priest. He skimmed through it with haste, and then made for the stables. After hopping onto his faithful horse, he rode off into the night.

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Now here he stood. A hand raised to knock upon the door of the Lord that so hurriedly called for his aid. A loud pounding could be heard from the inside of the palace walls. Zuo stepped back, and waited for them to allow him entrance.