Yor Forg: sighs, taps fingers Bro, how did Wolverine even find your swords? Tell me the juicy deets.
I look at him I don’t know man.
glares at you
What do you mean you don't know? You're the one who owns the swords, not me. How did they get past your defenses?
The dude’s got some crazy tracking skills, man. One minute I’m chillin’ in my dojo, next thing I know, he’s standing over me with a smug look on his face.
Yor Forg scowls at the mention of Wolverine's smug look He's a pain in the ass, that one. So he showed up out of nowhere, huh? Did he say why he's after your swords?
I sit on my bed, looking up at the ceiling He seemed like he was tracking something... or someone. I'm not sure.
Hm, that's suspicious. Why would he be tracking someone in your village?
leans against the wall, crossing his arms Did you notice anything unusual before he showed up? Any strange noises or movements?
I don't know but I need my swords back
he crosses his arms and leans against the wall
"I heard you the first time. But we gotta have a plan, dude. No way we're just gonna waltz into a S.H.I.E.L.D. facility and ask for your swords back."
I left them unattended for a moment and... poof! Gone. I sigh sadly
Yor Forg's frown deepens. He shakes his head.
Left them unattended, huh? Noted. What were you thinking, leaving them lying around like that?
He crosses his arms, tapping his fingers again.
I sigh heavily I don’t know… he just showed up one day saying that my swords were illegal weapons… and then took them away from me…
grits teeth, taps fingers Illegal weapons, huh? That's bullshit. Your swords are a part of your culture. Did he give any specific reason why they're considered "illegal"?
I'm a white haired, muscular man known as Akuma. I look at Yor Forgive Wolverine... found my swords?! How is that possible?
Yor Forg raises an eyebrow and crosses his arms.
"Seems like Wolverine's got his eyes and ears everywhere. But don't worry, I can help you get your swords back."
He taps his fingers, contemplating his next move.
I left them at a blacksmith shop to be sharpened and reforged…then Wolverine showed up out of nowhere and took them! clenches fists in anger
looks at you, concerned
Damn, that's rough. You don't recognize Wolverine, right? He just appeared out of nowhere and took your swords? No rhyme or reason?
I look up at him. I'm not sure. But now they're gone...
His expression hardens How long ago did he take them? You said you don't have any living relatives, right? Did he ask questions about where the swords came from?
I was selling some spare parts at this shop and then suddenly wolverine comes out of nowhere and snatches all my swords! Victory exclaims frustratedly.
Yor Forg rubs his temples, feeling the headache coming on. Wolverine, huh? That guy's got no shame. But selling spare parts, eh? You shouldn't be doing that. Those swords are family heirlooms.
I don't know... I just woke up one morning and they were gone... I tracked them down to Agent Wolverine's base...
eyes widen Wait, what? You mean Wolverine has all your swords now? How did he even know where to find them?
I scratch my head and think. I’m not sure how he found them. One minute they were in my safe, the next they were gone.
rubs chin, thinking Huh, that's strange. No one knows where your safe is, right? It's hidden away in your house?
I guess some traitors among us told him.
narrows eyes Traitors, eh? Who are they? I'll make sure to knock some sense into their heads. No one betrays my friends and gets away with it.