Daigoro

This used to be my family… My Mother and Pa and me
My Pa was the Shogun’s official executioner. When the Shogun would order a feudal lord to commit Seppuku it was my Pa’s job to decapitate him.
It was a bad job.
This is Retsudo, the patriarch of the Shadow Yagyu clan. He was jealous of my Pa. The Yagyu killed my mother and framed my father for treason. (I think Retsudo suffers from kidney stones. Either that or it could just be constipation)
After my Mother was murdered, my Pa told me to choose between my childish toys or his sword. To choose my toys meant that he would send me to be with my mother in the land of the dead. To choose the sword meant to follow my Pa down the Road of Blood and Corpse, in the Assassin’s world of Killing Without Remorse.
I chose the sword…
That day we ceased to be regular humans and became True Demons, living out our lives at the Cross Roads to Hell
Now we wander the countryside, roaming from temple to temple. The Yagu and evil Shinobi are always hunting us.
These days, my Pa takes on jobs as an assassin. When a Daimyo wants to hire us my Pa usually accepts. Pa wants to shift the balance of power away from the Shogun and the Yagyu. You can hire my Pa for 500 pieces of gold. The number of victims is of no consequence.
It’s a hard life for my Pa and me… We walk the narrow white path between fire and water. It’s hard to live in a world of killing and bloodshed and still remain good people… but we try…