Neonkilz

Beware the almighty 'Seer' who wanders the Murim. He sees all and knows all. The seer can predict the future and his predictions have never before been wrong. Those who heed his advice may be given a second chance while all other choices lead to doom. The seer's words are absolute.
How might you recognize him you ask...?
There have been rumors of this man who wears all black. He wears from a Black Hermit Hat to black robes draped with thin black silk. And his eyes shine a clean crimson glare when provoked. He also carries a Demonic Black Sword. And if the rumors are to be believed he is actually quite young.

Murim Is Cringe

"Ah, where are we?" asked the dizzy matriarch as she came to.

"Somewhere... Wake the woman beside you. Till then, why don't you..." the Seer said as he struggled to his feet, inspecting their surroundings.

The poison from the darts had worn off, and they found themselves sprawled near an ancient altar in a vast underground chamber. Crumbling ruins and floating platforms surrounded them, seemingly frozen in suspended animation, creating an odd yet serene atmosphere.

"Wake up!" the matriarch shouted, shaking the tour guide vigorously in an attempt to rouse her from her unconscious state.

"Leave me alone... I want to sleep," came the tour guide's groggy response, prompting a surge of frustration from the Seer.

The Seer barely resisted drawing his sword.

HOGA BOOGA!