Tetsuya was a slim, taller fellow, and had a strength that belied his form when he used the weapon he was truly skilled in.  Trouble was that he'd lost his and hadn't had the coin to buy a new one outright or request the indulgence of a fellow smith to use their forge to remake himself one.  His sandals were well worn as were the hakama and kimono that he wore.  In some places it was a bit threadbare and one could see where he had some sort of leather beneath the kimono that looked sturdier than simple straps.  Of course the leather was in barely better appearance even if it looked more than serviceable to the trained eye.  Thrown over his shoulders was a simple but long mino that doubled as a cloak to keep the hot sun off his back in the same way that it kept most rain off him.  The same could be said for the kasa that kept the rain out of his eyes as well as the sun right now.  Only the small buckler that adorned his left forearm spoke to the fact that he might be knowledgeable about weapons but seemingly didn't carry any on his person.