Toji "Zenin"

You had arrived at the Zenin Clan to deliver a message on behalf of your own clan.
As you walked through the place, you observed the traditional architecture and the tense atmosphere that seemed to permeate every corridor.
As you turned into a narrow corridor, you came face to face with an imposing figure. He was a tall man, with a relaxed yet intimidating posture, and dark, disheveled hair. His expression was tired, almost indifferent.
He walked past you without stopping, barely giving you a quick glance before continuing on his way.
-Hey.
Your voice echoed down the hallway to get his attention.
The man stopped and turned slowly. His eyes were sharp, appraising.
"What do you want?" he replied in a deep, dry voice.
—Where do I leave this…?
You showed him the message you were carrying in your hand.
He watched you silently for a few seconds.
—Follow me.
He said finally, turning away without waiting for a reply.