Ted
The evening fell upon them, and while many would prepare to rest and ready themselves for the next day, the night was just starting for the Scorpion! Ever since he had sent word to the Lion, he had been eagerly working to put together the perfect banquet to knock them off their feet. While this wasn't necessarily a formal occasion he wanted to go all out, hoping to ease tension and establish good relations with his neighboring clan. His request to requisition a large portion of the palace was approved, surprisingly, so there was much anticipation. 

Many servants within the Shosuro Palace worked quickly and diligently, cleaning the floors, walls, tables, all to make this visit most enjoyable. Other servants tasked with preparing meals for residents in the palace especially pushed themselves, having quite the long list of dishes to perfect. Haste filled the castle today yet there was a smile on many of the heimins faces, and that usually was not the case. 

Yuto himself was getting ready, wearing a plum purple nagagi and black hakama. Over these garments was a garnet haori, red always seemed to be in fashion for the Scorpion. While red wasn't his favorite color the man couldn't deny it was an attractive pigment. Draped over the front and back of the Samurai's shoulders was his dark hair, wearing it in a topknot that seemed voguish. After tidying himself up the Magistrate put his mask on, now going to check on the progress. 

In the main dining hall a long brown Zataku table stretched from one end of the room to the other, with Zaisu seats alongside it. The room was filled with ornaments and tapestries, favored by the Shosuro, despite the added flavor it was simple and traditional. While the Heimin usually kept this place cleaned to the tiniest speck of dust, today the palace had much more shine. He wondered if there was a certain reason for it.

"Excuse me, Bayushi-sama!" One of the servants approached, bowing as they greeted the man, wanting to bring news. "Your guests are almost here! Shall we send someone to escort them to the dining hall?" She inquired. 

"No, I'll do so myself. Will you go and check on the kitchen for me Chinatsu-san? It would be a shame for them to have arrived and the meal isn't ready."

 He responded gently, despite him making her life ten times better than it was the man felt bad. Chinatsu was the same woman who tried to kill him weeks ago when the Scorpion and Unicorn Ambassador discovered the bandit camp. When she came at him with a spear the Magistrate lobbed her hand right off, but after taking her back to interrogate and being given much cooperation, he extended a mercy. Now she was a servant of the Shosuro palace! Much better than being dead alongside the other rogues. 

"Of course Bayushi-sama!" 

After she scurried off the scorpion himself made his way to the entrance of the palace. Tucked in one's obi was normally the man's Daisho, but today he only had the Wakizashi by his side. He waited patiently for the party of Lions to arrive, hoping to see Kitsu Himiko joined with new faces. 

"A great honor it is to have the Proud Lions dine with us tonight! I'm Bayushi no Rokugo Yuto, Magistrate of the Scorpion, serving as your host tonight. It's a pleasure to meet your acquaintance." 

The man bowed happily. 

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Ellen
Kiyo hated meetings, she hated parties, she did not like gatherings, and yet here she was, at all three of them at once. Life was always so patently unfair. She had made herself comfortable while the hustle and bustle of the setup was going on, she had no intention of being a good host, and it would show. Still, she felt herself necessary for this event, part of her seeing out what Yuto had planned involved her actually be there for a few of these things, and maybe even being helpful during them. Maybe.

She clearly did not get to choose her outfit today, this one was made of finer silks than she would be caught dead owning, and actually had a pattern instead of being a solid color. The biggest giveaway that it wasn't hers is that it lacked a single ink stain, one constant of her other outfits. Even more non-Kiyo was her hair was done up more than a simple ponytail, and she even wore jewelry, but any attempts to make her wear a mask was met with a hard refusal. Whoever dressed her made sure she at least looked like she was dressed properly for this sort of event. One could suspect that it may have been the work of the attendant that she seems to have brought with her, although Kiyo does not seem thrilled at this arrangement. She would be hard pressed to act like she belonged though, even with the attendant's suggestions for proper etiquette. Perhaps she was meant to contrast with the true host. Perhaps she was just being her usual difficult self. It was likely both.

She debated just waiting in the dining hall, and not joining Yuto at the entryway to meet the Lion. At a gentle urging at her attendant, she was persuaded to follow him. She would follow up Yuto's introduction with her own much briefer introduction, "Yogo Kiyo, Wardmaster." Meeting them with a bow one would give to an equal. She did not pretend to have any hand in this party. She debated adding 'shall we move to the dining room?' and ultimately decided against it.

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Charles
In the serene setting of a traditional temple, a graceful figure emerges, moving with the fluidity of a gentle breeze. The samurai named Akechi stands tall, his noble presence accentuated by the beautiful white kimono he wears, adorned with delicate and elegant golden designs that shimmer in the dappled sunlight.

The patterns on the kimono seem to mirror the intricate flow of the cherry blossom trees surrounding him, creating a harmonious connection with nature. Akechi's movements are precise, reflecting the discipline and mastery he holds as a skilled samurai. His every step exudes a sense of tranquility and inner strength, a testament to the balance he has achieved between warrior and artist.

As he gazes out towards the horizon, his eyes shimmer with determination, mirroring the golden accents of his attire. The gentle rustling of his kimono adds an aura of mystique to the scene as if nature itself has embraced him as one of its own.

Akechi's presence commands respect and admiration, not just for his formidable swordsmanship, but also for the grace with which he carries himself. The contrast between the pure white fabric and the ornate golden motifs speaks of the duality that lies within him – the calm exterior concealing a fierce and honorable warrior, dedicated to defending those in need.

Giving a humble bow to the hosts of the festivities, as the one named Yuto would introduce themselves with enthusiasm. The other scorpion who greeted them was more direct, surely giving off the aura of being uninterested. Although what truly threw him off was the fact she wouldn't be wearing a mask, unusual for a scorpion — but she did seem quite familiar to the samurai, he just couldn't recall from where. 

"The pleasure is mine, the name is Akodo Akechi. Hopefully, I won't be a bore in today's festivities, wouldn't want one of the attendees to have a miserable time." 

He said as he directed his gaze at the the female scorpion; seemingly unable to contain his joy, his face lit up as he beamed with pleasantry while he awaited his Lion brethren. 

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Hana
Behind Akodo Akechi appeared a dark being. It contained no color and all hair. Ilu. Besides the giant dog appeared the Lion ambassador. Her heterochromic eyes stared at the lion in front of her introducing himself, giving a glance of *You better don't make trouble or you'll regret it*. A small girl, pure golden hair and some scarring all over her face, hands and whatever skin was visible. Her hairs had been forcefully tied between her in a tail, not that it removed the effect of the grand amount of fluffy hair that had always dangled behind her, but it at least seemed polite. It wore the hairpin that she had received from the previous scorpion ambassador. A small smile grew upon her face as she bowed down. 

*"I am honored to be here. Thank you for the invite."* 

The girl stood beside the Akodo now as she made several steps forward. She seemed as comfortable as she had been in the dining place earlier where she and Yuto had crossed paths. 

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Theresa
Walking up behind the Lion Ambassador, to her left and within her shadow, stalked a serious looking bushi. Her garb was simple when compared to the Kitsu and Akodo. A solid black colour, her clothing was only adorned by the gold threading that proudly outlined the Lion mon on her back, and the mon of the Matsu on her right shoulder. The Matu's daisho was tied on her right, against the natural draw of a blade as a sign of respect for the peaceful dinner this was to be. She did not come expecting violence, but the Matsu was always prepared for it, as any good bushi was. Regardless of where her blades sat, the bushi, clearly identifiable as Himiko's yojimbo for the evening, appeared to exude 'THREAT' without even trying, leaving observers unfamiliar with her often ill at-ease. ||flaw: lounging lioness :P||

Hotaru stepped forward after Himiko, offering the Scorpion Hosts a respectful bow in greeting. "I am Matsu Hotaru, Bayushi-sama, Yogo-san. It is an honor to be in attendance this evening" She greeted succinctly before stepping back behind Himiko.

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Ted
With every arrival the man's face grew brighter, being happy that Kiyo also partook in welcoming the guest. While she wasn't as enthusiastic, Yuto had enough optimism to cover for a whole group of people! He gave a quick nod to the Wardmaster while they approached, first greeting Akodo Akechi. 

"Hah! I assure you your golden presence will not tire, our servants have been working joyfully to prepare this occasion for you all. They've never been more fired up, Akodo-san!" 

He spoke cheerfully to the man, feeling quite the respectable admiration he boasted. It was rare to see such carried in the city, an honor it was indeed to stand before the Lions. Before he noticed Himiko he noticed the large dog, almost losing face as adulation fueled the man. He had always wanted a dog! But before he could react, Himiko introduced herself. 

"It gladdens me to see you in good health Kitsu-sama, there is much to look forward to!" 

There was indeed much to look forward to, this banquet was the whole parade, worthy of the Lions to feast on! While he really wanted to ask about the pupper, another Lion had made their presence known. Matsu Hotaru... While her Daisho was on the right, he had no doubt the woman would be able to quickly draw, seeming to be on guard. The magistrate couldn't blame her, but putting the Lion at ease was in his best interest. 

"It's our pleasure to welcome you into our home and serve, an honor it is indeed to have you here Matsu-san. I hope you're hungry, we've prepared many dishes for your satisfaction. But first I must know..." 

Beginning to sound serious with that last line, the Samurai kneeled down as he stared intently. Finally getting to ask the question that's been on his mind. 

"Who is this marvelous little creature you've brought with you! They're unlike anything I've ever seen! So fluffy and precious!" 

Yuto was an animal lover, and while the dog was gigantic he was quite a big man. Only being one hair shorter than Akechi.

Putting his hand forward gently, he hoped the dog would let him pet it, having completely taken interest in the animal. Yuto had been wanting a dog, another pet to keep his turtle company while he was away. Was finding a big dog in this land even possible? This surely had to be a mythical creature only the Lion knew how to tame, perhaps it was a lion? Yuto had never seen a Lion other than the Mon of the clan. Of course he'd never admit that, but it was certainly a surprise! 

"I bet you're looking forward to dinner aren'tcha fluffy? Wittle cuties gonna eat good tonight! I'll find a ton of treats for y-"

He spoke in a cutesy tone, completely forgetting where he was until remembering. Standing up as he coughed, readjusting his tone to assume a more formal pitch, he spoke once more. Yet the smile never faded, it probably looked weird for a masked Giant to show such an adorable display towards the animal. But he assumed them bringing the dog was admitting they were also pet lovers! 

"Anywho, we've requisitioned much of the palace so it'll be a night spent with us. We'll escort you right this way to our dining hall, the meal should be finished!" 

Gesturing for them to follow, the Scorpion began walking. The Shosuro palace was vast and had much attention given to it, it was an abundant place to get lost and explore. Perhaps he'd offer a tour after the dinner. After climbing the stairs and entering through the main doors, there was the first room that led into many hallways and corridors. It was a very traditional palace, with tatami mat flooring and shoji doors, being much more spacious due to it being their personal home in the city. As the party entered, there were servants waiting on them to remove their footwear and realign it for when they leave. Afterward one of the Heimin would speak. 

"We'll be serving the food momentarily, Bayushi-sama, right this way." 

Guiding them to the dining hall, he'd follow after the servant, allowing the lion to take in the beauty of the castle.

It was no surprise the aesthetics of the palace matched that of their clan, donning the red and black colors as many tapestries, ornaments, and other various artifacts could be found on the walls or displayed. It was a bit of eye candy for the guest to take in before reaching the dining hall, the servant would slide open the door as they'd enter the room. A long brown zataku table made of fine wood was glistening, stretching from one end of the room to another. Having plenty of space for a large party to feast, it'd be perfect for them to dine here. Alongside the table were Zaisu seats with cushions added for comfort. As they all entered and took their seats, the servant hosting them would bow and speak. 

"The feast will be out momentarily! For now we'll bring refreshments!" After speaking they slid the door closed, leaving the party within the dining hall. 

Yuto himself would sit closest to the door, a sign of safety and trust to not raise any unwanted suspicions of a heinous act. Tonight was going to be a good one, and he'd make sure of that! Waiting for everyone to be seated, he spoke once more. 

"Akodo-san, Hotaru-san, since this is my first time meeting with you two, I must know. How has the city treated you? I hope it's been welcoming." 

While they waited on the food he decided to pick up some casual conversation, hoping Kiyo would sit closer to the door with the Magistrate. 

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Ellen
The Lion ambassador had no such hazy memory associated with her, Kiyo distinctly remembered meeting her. How could she forget a woman who made Kiyo's work a subject of investigation? Still given how that day went and the fact that she knew Himiko was coming, she had no strong opinions towards Himiko. Still, she hopes that no further questions about her work are asked.

Finally the Matsu. Kiyo couldn't help but feel a slight bit of humor in this whole affair. While any good yojimbo knows to protect their charge, the best know not to intimidate their host with their manner of acting. Leave it to a Matsu to insist upon causing a scene, Kiyo supposes. She wonders if this guest would make this party interesting in a fun way or interesting in a dangerous way. Either way, Matsu are rarely bores.

She would leave specialized introductions to the host, but she couldn't help but notice him get distracted by the dog. A bit strange, but no stranger than a dog being here in the first place. Yuto's reaction to the dog seems to imply the dog wasn't specifically invited. What poor manners on the canine's part showing up uninvited. She would leave the dog be, it did not interest her.

She would follow Yuto as he led the way to their dining room, a comfortable but still close distance. When the guests were to be seated, she did not follow nor sit next to Yuto. Sitting next to the host of an event? Not on her life. She would find her way to a different spot, one that would afford her space. She would not be in the center of the conversation, and while she didn't choose to be as distant as she could, there was a decent space. For the guests of course to be entertained by the host of course. No other reason.

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Charles
As the guests gathered in the ornate palace, Akodo Akechi's piercing gaze shifted between the figures before him. His lion-like presence emanated a sense of calm authority as he observed the diverse assembly.

"Bayushi-sama, I am honored to be present here. Your efforts are truly commendable, and your hospitality is appreciated."

In the corners of he would spot Himiko giving him a side eye, he knew this look well as she commonly would give him this look so he wouldn't cause trouble. Surely acting like a younger sister he never asked for, he would chuckle to himself, realizing that despite her efforts, Himiko's watchful gaze couldn't completely deter his mischievous tendencies.

His gaze then flickered towards the large dog that had captured Yuto's attention. "It is indeed a unique creature, and I can sense its majestic presence. A fine addition to this gathering."

As the party moved toward the dining hall, Akechi maintained a composed demeanor. His steps were measured and purposeful, the weight of his kimono and katana giving a rhythmic cadence to his movements. He took in the intricate details of the palace, appreciating the Scorpion's dedication to elegance and design.

Seated at the zataku table, Akechi settled with an air of ease, his posture reflecting the disciplined training of a warrior. "Bayushi-sama, Matsu-san," He began, his tone respectful yet resolute, "The city holds an air of intrigue and mystique. My time here has been enlightening, and I find myself drawn to its secrets."

His eyes glinted with a hint of curiosity as he continued. "The balance between harmony and subterfuge is delicate, much like the dance of a warrior on the battlefield. Your city has shown me both sides, housing some of the most startling amusement venues. Yet in the background there lurks something mystifying, and I'm curious to learn more about it."

Akechi's words were measured, each one chosen with care. His focus shifted to Kiyo, a subtle acknowledgment in his gaze. "And to you, Shosuro-sama, I extend my regards. Your presence adds depth to this gathering, and I find myself intrigued by your quiet demeanor."

With that, he settled back, ready to partake in the feast and engage in conversation, his presence a blend of strength, honor, and the wisdom of a samurai who had seen his share of battles.

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Theresa
Hotaru found the Bayushi's reaction to Ilu most amusing, though she did not allow such sentiments to show on her face. She understood the reaction, the fluffy dog did indeed brig great joy to witness with its goofy smile and adorable floof. She would not allow such an open display to disarm her however. As far as Hotaru was concerned, the Bayushi posed no less a threat.

The Yogo was interesting to consider. Hotaru held the shugenja within her gaze for a few moments before the Magistrate let them into the complex. She seemed... Out of place and Hotaru was left to ponder the purpose of this particular Scorpion at their dinner this evening. 

Hotaru allowed Akechi to dominate the conversation, he was far better at it than she, as she settled down to the Ambassador's left. Hotaru had learnt early in her career that she was best seen and not heard at court. While not the same, this setting was similar, so she intended to keep her words to a polite minimum. She would be remiss if she did not answer the Bayushi's question however.

"I have not been within the walls as long as Akodo-san, Bayushi-sama. But I have found the city amenable throughout the time." Hotaru intoned respectfully. 

In truth, Hotaru cared little for the city. The location had its comforts, which she did enjoy, but Hotaru was a proud samurai and it chafed on her that there was little she could do to rid the corruption-infested city of the individuals that stained it. It did not sit well with her that streets existed within Ryoko Owari where it was dangerous for even samurai to walk. Perhaps she was just naive to cities of such scale, but it did not sit well with her that exploitation and suffering were easy to find within the city of lies.

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Ted
Yuto frowned seeing as Kiyo didn't sit next to him, though it wasn't all that big of a deal. The lions were on guard and it was their duty to put them at ease, tonight was going to be a special night! They came in good faith with even greater news, though Akodo Akechi seemed to radiate good energy. It resonated well with Yuto. 

"I'm glad the city has kept you well Akodo-san, you're not wrong about the mystique, there is always something to be unraveled here. As Magistrate it's my obligation to maintain peace and ensure safety, a belief we may share upon the battlefield and in the city is that lives are guaranteed and not thrown away meagerly." 

War was more than slaying the enemy in front of you, it was the preservation of those behind you, and Yuto believed his job as a Magistrate and a common Samurai was the second part of that. As Akechi spoke towards Kiyo, the man smiled under his mask. Hopefully he'd be able to bring about her more social mood, though she didn't seem to be social by itself. The importance of this was greatly spoken of, asking her as a collaborator and a friend to attend. 

"Well Matsu-San, I hope the city finds you well. It's ambience can be disturbing, but there are wonderful places to visit! The gardens and restaurants are all enjoyable. But I hope what we've prepared tonight will outdo them all!" 

The Bayushi spoke cheerfully, after he did the servants slid the door open and entered with their refreshments. One holding a tray with tea and the other holding a tray with Sake. Their Yunomi cups were made fine, having a rather ornate feel patterned with flowers. Very comfortable to hold in the hand, as they set the cups down Yuto would have gestured. 

"We have many refreshments to choose from. I personally don't drink Sake, but we have much to choose based on your taste of course! Junmai-shu, Ginjo-shu, Honjozo-shu, Arabashiri, and of course Umeshu! (Plum Wine Sake)" 

He then turned around and addressed their Teas. 

"Then for our Teas we have Sencha, Hochija, Gyokuro, and Jasmine! My favorite. Which would you all like?"

He was ready to happily serve them, but first! The man took his hand and peeled the mask off of his face, it was about time he did. Eating and drinking with a mask on was impossible, trust me he's tried. As he took it off, his face would finally be revealed to the Lions who haven't seen it. Yuto had brown eyes, and a scar that laid across his face, beneath his eyes and over his nose. Laying flush, it was years since he's received it, and it healed very well, but it was the man's most notable feature. Setting it aside he smiled brightly, now his expressions could be seen and perhaps be taken more sincerely. 

"That's better, now! Which shall I serve you?" 

The food was to be brought out soon, as the cooks made final preparations, wanting their meal to be fresh and at its best. Tonight perfection was demanded, and the servants did what they could to meet and shoot beyond all expectations. 

"The meal will be brought soon, we will also bring fresh water and meat for the dog." A servant spoke and bowed. Excusing themselves from the room. 

"Thank you." Yuto replied softly, his high spirits is what allowed the servants to not be stiff as sticks. Turning back to their guest he reached back behind his head, pulling the band that held his hair up in a topknot. Despite him already having dark silk hair draping the front and backs of his shoulders, even more fell down as he waved his head a few times. A scorpion letting their hair down was a sign of relaxation and comfort. Though part of him might have wanted a positive reaction from the Matsu, still seeming to be tense. 

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Theresa
Hotaru had been wondering how their Bayushi host had intended to eat. As their mask was removed Hotaru could not help but muse over the revealed scar. Hotaru had her own of course, reaching from the base of her chin on her left side, trailing all the way up to her temple; Hers had been a lucky miss. Hotaru found herself musing over the origin of the Bayushi's scar, wondering over the story the healed wound told. Realizing perhaps she had been staring too long, as Yuto's offer to pour cut through her musing, Hotaru shifted her stoic gaze to the beverages on offer.

The assortment of sakes greatly tempted Hotaru. Of the beverages, sake would have greatly been her preference, had she not been presently undertaking her duty as Kitsu-sama's yojimbo at this affair. Hotaru was dedicated to her duty, she would not allow a preference for sake to dull her sword arm should Himiko take great offence to anything their Scorpion hosts did or said. 

Hotaru shifted her gaze to the teas on offer with consideration before coming to a decision. Looking back to their host, Hotaru's reply was on her tongue as Yuto was turning his attention back from the staff and... He was letting his hair down. Hotaru's lips pinched ever so slightly in consideration, wondering if his action was some ploy to disarm them or a genuine attempt to create a relaxed atmosphere. It was always hard to tell. Hmm. This was why she hated diplomacy. The battlefield was so much clearer when it involved only swords. 

In light of the pretty scorpion letting his hair down, Hotaru reconsidered her choice of beverage. She would accept the sake and just ensure she drank with moderation. An unfortunate caveat, but one she would ascribe to regardless. 

"I would be appreciative of the Ginjo-shu, thank you, Bayushi-sama." Hotaru intoned. While Hotaru would be willing to consume just about anything alcoholic, she favored the sweeter varieties of sake.

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Ellen
Kiyo participated more as a people watcher here than anything else. It was an interesting thing to sit in on this sort of event and really have nothing important to do. She was no ambassador, nor was she going to pretend to be. Still there was a meal to eat and she didn't seem to be crowded. Perhaps she would enjoy this after all is said and done.

First though, she's being talked to. At least she thinks. He's looking at her, but it seems that he's mistaken her for someone else. A Shosuro-sama, it seems. He probably didn't mean anything by it, but she found it a tad strange considering she introduced herself. She would respond to his comment, "Yes, it seems you're not the only one to think that of me being here. Still, the kind words are appreciated." The last sentence seemed a bit practiced. In actuality she hated flattery, but she was still trying to be on her best behavior.

Her mood seemed to noticeably improve once the drinks arrived, although she refused the cup and utensils provided, with a clearly second nature refusal, for a cup and utensils that she kept on her person, pulled out of her left sleeve. They were rather spartan, but it was fairly common for Scorpion to provide their own cups, and Kiyo seemed to follow that tradition. She would have the Junmai-shu sake, hesitating little while picking it. It is clear that she never even considered picking tea. Yuto taking off his mask came as a small surprise, mainly because most Scorpion don't do it under any circumstance. Kiyo appreciated the sentiment though, she elected to never wear a mask for almost the exact same reason. It is a hassle. She doesn't much like hassles.

While Yuto did his hostly duties, she had already finished her first cup. It was clear the large woman had the poise and grace of a sumai wrestler, although if anyone were point it out she would likely to counter with the fact that sumai requires more grace than it looks.
Charles
Akechi observed the dynamics of the gathering, his trained eyes catching the subtle shifts in demeanor and unspoken thoughts of those present. As Hotaru's words drifted through the air, Akechi's respect for her commitment to duty resonated with him. He understood the delicate dance of courtly interactions and the art of maintaining a composed facade even in the midst of intriguing conversations.

When Yuto's attention turned to him, Akechi inclined his head in appreciation of the magistrate's words. "Indeed, Bayushi-san, the city's mystique is undeniable, and your dedication to preserving lives aligns well with the Lion's values on and off the battlefield. Your approach speaks of wisdom and honor," Akechi replied, his tone reflecting a genuine respect for the Scorpion's role in the complex web of the city.

As the conversation continued, Akechi found himself nodding in agreement with Hotaru's sentiments regarding the city. It was clear that beneath the city's surface, there were layers of corruption and darkness that troubled her, mirroring his own concerns. Akechi, too, felt a sense of duty to uphold the honor of the Lion Clan and cleanse the city of its stains, but he recognized the challenge it posed.

When the choice of beverages was presented, Akechi's gaze shifted to the assortment of sake and teas. His mind briefly wandered to the Lion's strict training and the discipline that came with it, a stark contrast to the temptations of indulgence present before him. He made his choice, his tone firm and respectful. "I will partake in the Sencha tea, Bayushi-san. Its simplicity and clarity resonate with the ideals of the Lion."

Akechi couldn't help but watch as Yuto removed his mask, revealing a face that bore the mark of time and experience. The scar spoke of trials and challenges faced, a testament to the resilience of the man before them. Akechi acknowledged the gesture with a nod and a sincere smile, appreciating the trust that had been extended to their party.

Turning his attention to Kiyo, Akechi observed her actions closely, noting her preference for the Junmai-shu sake and the distinctive cups she produced. Her refusal of the provided utensils and her strong, composed demeanor intrigued him. With a respectful nod, he addressed her. "Yogo-San, your actions exude a sense of strength and determination. It is an honor to share this gathering with individuals who hold their convictions so steadfastly."

Akechi's gaze lingered on each guest, appreciating the unique qualities they brought to the table. With the impending arrival of the meal, he knew that the next course of conversation would reveal even more about their hosts and their intentions. Inwardly, he remained vigilant, ready to navigate the intricate dance of diplomacy and alliance-building in the pursuit of the Lion's goals.

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Ted
One of the first things Yuto noticed was the lionesses stare, perhaps him removing his mask greatly disturbed her? While the man wasn't particularly conscious of his scar, the Bayushi was insecure over his look and how others perceived it. Although he kept smiling, his expression did soften. After hearing her choice he would soon reply. 

"An excellent choice Matsu-san, while I myself don't indulge with Sake I can't deny the pleasantness of a Sweet!" 

He smiled as his hands weaved over to grab the cup and tokkuri. Moving delicately with Grace, the man wanted to serve as a great host, Yuto dedicated himself to this might. While he poured the Matsu her sake, he spoke towards her again. 

"Forgive me if I've caused a disturbance with my features, I will gladly put my mask on to not soil your food and drink." 

The Magistrates tone was meek and gentle, after he poured her sake he smoothly slid the cup before her. Giving off one more smile before turning away. Akechi's compliment of his words reflecting wisdom and honor made the scorpion feel better. Hmph! Everyone always spoke to him like he wasn't, but he had a brain behind his head! 

"I'm greatly appreciative of your words Akodo-san. I dedicate myself to Bushido and rely upon its teachings to strengthen the resolve in my judgements." 

That was the truth, everyday the man's loyalty to Bushido and as a Scorpion were tested. Very rarely did these two things align, finding the balance was impossible, very often it made him ache inside, but to see such acknowledgement filled the man with even more integrity! 

"Sencha Tea is wonderful! I'll also be having some." 

A soft smile soon became brighter, as he poured the two their Sencha Tea, gracefully passing the man his cup. If it weren't for Akodo speaking towards Kiyo he wouldn't have noticed she poured her own drink, and with a completely different cup from the given set! Blinking a few times in... Whatever Yuto was feeling, the scorpion pouted but soon brushed it off. 

"I'm sure you all must have fascinating stories since arriving in the city, there's always some exhilarating tale to be told. I'm eager to hear how you've experienced the city."

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Theresa
"Thank you" Hotaru intones, receiving her sake and taking a sip before addressing the Bayushi's comment, "I am not disturbed by your features Bayushi-sama, merely curious." Hotaru clarified, truly not bothered by the healed wound, "I apologise if my gaze lingered too long." She finished succinctly with the slight incline of her head in apology. 

Hotaru was a soldier at heart, and the tales behind a warriors' scars were always of interest too her. She might have inquired into the origin of the scar, if the topic wasnt likely to be inappropriate for the formality of the dinner.
Ellen
The compliments are getting old. She experienced this during her dinner with Yuto too, and her response there was to do nothing. That didn't help. Perhaps she would do something else this time. But what? She didn't feel like brusquely pushing off one of the hosts *Honored* Guests (she figured the Lion would appreciate more being a honored guest than otherwise), but that was really the way she desired to operate. Why beat around the bush when you can go right through it? She supposes the only reason is you don't want to damage the bush. Was this a bush worth protecting? Unsure.

She decides and speaks, "Akodo-san, while the fact that I exude strength is obvious ||(Kiyo is 6'1" And very well built, especially for a shugenja||, I'm not sure where you're getting the determination. Is it the choice in sake? I assure you I didn't put much thought into it." And neither should you, is left unspoken. "While the flattery was nice for a while, I'd appreciate if you stopped. There's quite a lot that could be talked about that is not me."

She hopes that wasn't unreasonable, but it probably was. She guesses she isn't hoping that badly now that she re-evaluates the situation. She was definitely getting lectured at the end of this. Tragic. She wondered how Yuto would react to her unsurprising reaction to this situation.

Upon hearing Yuto's words involving Bushido she couldn't help but feel like the outsider here. Why wouldn't she be? She didn't believe in the honor tenet, and only believed in the other tenets as much as was practical, except Duty, which she wholeheartedly agreed with. Were it not for that tenet she wouldn't even be here. Funny that. She guesses in one way she may be alike the other guests. A real avid follower of Bushido she is. She takes a little more of her sake, slower than the first cup. The first cup is always a scouting mission, there to make sure the area is safe for the rest of the sake that will arrive.

She figures the question of stories wasn't aimed at her. Not that a story she told would be particularly compelling, excessive facts and no embellishment do not make a good story. She knew that. That said, she did have a desire to hear some stories. "Yes, I must echo Bayushi-san's request here. Surely there must be something to tell. I care not if it is of the city, let us learn more of our guests." Is that how you host? She's pretty sure she doing something, but is it right or wrong? Yuto will fix the situation if it was bad, he seems to have this whole hosting thing covered.
Charles
Akechi observed the interactions with keen interest, his eyes resting on Kiyo for a moment longer as she spoke her mind and set her boundaries with a directness that intrigued him. When it was his turn to address her, he responded with a nod and a respectful smile, appreciating her honesty.

"Yogo-san, your straightforwardness is a breath of fresh air amidst formalities. Your wishes are duly noted and shall be respected. If there's anything you'd rather discuss or any topic you'd like to explore, please feel free to lead the conversation."

His tone was measured, showing his admiration for her assertiveness. The strength in her demeanor resonated with him, and her presence was becoming increasingly captivating.

As the evening continued, Akechi poured himself a cup of sake and allowed his gaze to wander across the group, listening to their tales and anecdotes. He raised his own cup to the group, acknowledging their request for stories from their 'esteemed' guests.

"Hmm — where could I begin, I have quite a few. There's one where I had an encounter with a demonic-like creature during my first day in the city. I think it was called a Yōkai? Or that time I had an encounter with an underground criminal organization... Or that time visited one of the hou— actually, let me reserve that one to myself."

With a nod of camaraderie, Akechi toasted to the forthcoming exchange of stories, hoping to get some intriguing tales from the interesting group of individuals present. 

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Ted
Hotaru responded easing the man's insecurities, partially making the Scorpion blush for a moment. Averting his gaze to not give off the obvious fluster he experienced, should he share the story? It wasn't a war story but definitely a fighting one, though was that appropriate at dinner? He didn't know, and besides it wasn't like he could ask. Who'd even have the answer to that? 

"Your gaze is appreciated Matsu-San, it isn't often someone stares without the eyes of harsh judgement. I'd be delighted to share the story with you if you're interested. Though be warned it's a violent story."

It was then that Kiyo spoke, which made the Magistrate slightly widen his eyes. Letting out a breath, he relaxed them once more, before jumping the gun he needed to see how the Lion would take it. To his relief Akodo was very understanding, giving the scorpion more affirmation this meeting was in good faith. After pouring everyone their refreshments, Yuto would finally pour himself some Sencha Tea. Going on to speak. 

"Your flattery is most appreciated Akodo-san, I can tell you look forward proudly in good faith. It puts us all at ease." 

Feeling the need to say this so it didn't seem as though he were harshly scolded, the Scorpion gave the lion another smile. Whilst he didn't look Kiyo eye to eye, he hoped the woman would pick up on the sign. Couldn't she just take a compliment for tonight?! That could have gone wrong, and who knows what would have happened. Luckily things proceeded well, so he'd spare her any speculating looks. 

"A... Yo... Yokai!? What did it look like? How big was it? Did you kill it yourself? How strong was it!?" 

Within an instant the Bushi's fascination shifted, wanting to hear every detail. Coming across a Yokai wasn't something you did everyday, as a matter of fact it was something you could go a lifetime without! Not that it was an inviting thing to do, but the experience must have been thrilling. Yuto relished fighting and all it had to offer, so he was most ecstatic to learn more.

If he had a tail it'd be wagging right now. Though before he could speak anymore, the doors to their dining hall slid open, followed by a warm steam casting beautiful aromas within the air. The feast was finally prepared as the servants entered. 

"Excuse us. Tonight's feast has been prepared." 

It was about time. Not one or two, but almost a dozen servants entered, each carrying their own platter of a wondrous dish. Yuto had brought it upon himself with the recommendation of the palace heimin to fix certain dishes, and there was a variety to choose from, even more so than the drinks! One of the first dishes served was Nikujaga, a flavor rich savory dish of meat, potatoes, and assorted vegetables simmered in soy sauce, mirin, sake, and sugar. It was a very homely dish, one of his personal favorites! 

The second was Unagi no Kabayaki, freshwater eel fillets brushed and serenaded in sweet soy sauce, cooked to perfection. It had a strong and alluring smell, if they hadn't drunk their beverages their mouths would be watering! 

Side dishes consisted of Rice, edamame, natto, and Mentaiko, with other delicacies such as Kashi Pan. Every good meal had some sweet bread! 

One of the Bayushis favorite meals were the spicy noodles served, as the noodles were marinated in a spicy red sauce, ones nose could flare at the smell of them. The Magistrate was excited, shaking in his own seat! 

Of course last but not least, food was brought for the dog, Ilu. Containing raw meat, rice, tamagoyaki, and other assorted vegetables mixed in. Soiled down with chicken broth to mix the flavors, while it didn't look like a great meal for a human, the fluffy wonder would certainly appreciate it. 

"More will be brought out soon." A servant spoke as they all bowed, excusing themselves. 

"Thank you all for your services!" Yuto replied happily. 

"Now! It's about time, I hope you all saved room, ittadakimasu!"

Hopefully the meal would liven up the mood, one of the few things he knew about Kiyo was that she enjoyed a good meal. Perhaps some fuel would make her a little more conversational with the Lion, though a part of him was at fault. He could have prepared her more for the dinner.. 

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Theresa
The corners of Hotaru's lips quirked up slightly as she sipped from her sake cup, amusement lighting her eyes at the notion that the Matsu bushi might shirk at all from the notion of violence. 

"Many of my own stories are of such a nature, Bayushi-sama. I can assure you I have the stomach for trading such tales, though the rendition will likely have to wait for a more appropriate setting. I would not be adverse however, perhaps another time." 

Hotaru would not deny her curiosity. To her, scars represented the strength of a samurai's willpower. It took much to be skilled enough to avoid more severe wounds that would kill and much again to persevere and survive wounds that resulted in great scars. The tales behind the marred skin always spoke to a bushi's spirit. Such events deserved acknowledgement.

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Hana
Himiko had not really spoken that much, it seemed her fellow lion had done the job for her. Thank the kami. She was on guard. Even Ilu had noticed and behaved as such. This had never been visible however as Ilu covered up the guarded feeling perfectly. Simply looking like she was cuddling Himiko a lot. So she simply was eating the food peacefully after bowing down to the servants, Yuto and Kiyo to show her gratitude. Attempting to look interested in the conversations the others were having. Occasionally taking a bite of food before petting Ilu again. The dog had stared at her in curiosity. 

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Ted
Now that the food and drinks have been served, things seem to relax and calm down. Right? Himiko was quiet and just listened to the conversations while enjoying her meal. Was her mood down perhaps? Wanting to maintain a positive atmosphere, the scorpion had a big decision to make. Would he give it to them this early? He'd have spoken to the ambassador but was attracted to what the Matsu was saying. She didn't mind the nature of their stories, that was good, the scorpions never heard any Lion tales. Perhaps that would be something fortuitous to hear later. It wasn't often to hear someone so similar to himself talk about such things. 

"I look forward to hearing them Matsu-san! But first.." 

Reaching into his sleeve, he'd have pulled out a letter with his unbroken chop sealing it shut. This time he was looking towards Himiko, smiling even brighter. What went with a good meal? Good news! 

"I was going to pass this onto you later in the evening, but I guess I'm too excited to share it now. You'll be quite pleased with the news!" 

He'd have slid it across the table between the dishes of food, the parchment itself wasn't really important, but what it told was. If she had gone to open and read, it was a monthly fee the Scorpion were going to pay the Lion. Not only to reimburse their damaged lands, but compensate the people affected by the catastrophe they were struck with. Details of how the shipment would be sent and how often were inside the letter. 

"No matter if a scar is left behind we must clean and treat the wounds. I don't want your clan coming out of expense by any means, refunding the reparation of your lands is the first of many favors I intend to do." 

Whether or not Himiko would share the letter with her lions would be up to her, but it was quite clear on what Yuto was talking about. 

"I hope this news is joyous to you all!" 

He shouted cheerfully! 

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Theresa
It was not hard to pick up on what the Scorpion was referencing. There had only been recent conflict with them that had been bad enough to warrant the Lion being overly upset afterall. Infact, Hotaru had been touring within the afflicted lands only 1-2 months earlier. Memories of the lands was precisely why she had desired to come to this meeting, so that she might bring them to bear in the face of any duplicitious action and remind herself, and her clanmates, of the Scorpion's deciet. 

As it stood, the notion of reparations shocked her. It took a great deal of will and her expereince remaining stoic in the background of political meetings, for Hotaru to not react as their host spoke. From her experience, rarely did another clan *Admit* Wrongdoing and pay for damages. It was not unheard of, but it was rarely voluntry. Behind her measured face, Hotaru was left to ponder this move by the Scorpion. She could not entirely let herself believe that their host's action were not somehow two-faced, though he did seem genuine... As genuine as a scorpion could.

She could also not help but imagine the smile that would surely light her friends face, once Kenshin learnt of what the Scorpion were doing. The man had taken the blow to his lands about as well as one could hope. She was sure the promise of assistance in rebuilding, even if it took time to move through the beaurocratic wheel, would lighten the man's heart and lead him to worry less about his family. The impact this would have on their affected heimin did also not pass by her. It lightened Hotaru's heart that the stuggle of those people might be eased to a degree as they rebuilt.

Any comment Hotaru might have had on the Scorpion's action remained unspoken. It was the Ambassadors place, not her own to do so. Still, through her face, her appreication perhaps shone through in the pause of her meal and the considering looks she gave across the table.
Hana
She had denied it twice like the tradition had stated before she accepted it. She chose to not share the letter after it had been read. Details were not necessary as Yuto had clearly shared the intel in the letter. To her frustration. One spy here and word would come out the Lion was out of money and started to beg at the door of the Scorpion. Diplomacy. The lion would bow down and thank Yuto for his grand gift before turning back to the food. She was polite and restrained. Much unlike how Yuto had met her in the sake place. 

She had nodded her head to the lion to confirm nothing bad had happened and for them to continue to feast. Himiko wore a polite smile before she continued to eat. *" Bayushi-san. Thank you for the gift."* She would speak towards him. Her smile was at least genuine. 

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Charles
Akechi listened intently as Yuto expressed his fascination with the idea of encountering a Yokai. Akechi couldn't help but smile at Yuto's enthusiasm, for he himself had a gripping tale to share. As the dishes were being served, Akechi decided it was the right moment to recount his encounter.

"Well, Bayushi-san," Akechi began, his voice commanding the attention of those at the table, "It was a night shrouded in darkness, much like the one we have now. The Yokai was a fearsome creature, trying to take a couple as its victims. It was a grotesque amalgamation of various creatures from our nightmares. Its eyes glowed with an eerie crimson light, and its limbs were gnarled and twisted."

As Akechi spoke, he couldn't help but glance at Kiyo, who had been the unexpected savior that night. He continued, "I stood alone in that forest, facing the Yokai's malevolent presence. But first, I had to ensure the couple made it out safe, so I dragged them to our embassy as the Yokai lunged at me, I felt a sudden surge of power. Afterward, the Yōkai attacked an old brewery. That's where I met Yogo-San for the first time, it was us and a handful of other samurai."

Akechi paused for a moment, allowing the tension to build, and then continued, "Together, we fought that Yokai with all our might. It was a very swift battle like no other, a struggle between the forces of darkness and our unwavering resolve. Everyone took part in handling the creature to give me an opening to behead it."

As he finished his story, Akechi turned his attention back to Yuto, who seemed utterly captivated by the tale. Then proceeding to gaze back to Kiyo, "I am curious though, where there any development in the investigation of artifacts we retrieved during that outing? It's hard to rest at night knowing something dangerous could still be lurking out there." 

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Ted
Hearing the lion's story of the Yokai, the scorpion was practically in awe of the man's achievements. Aspiring to be fierce and strong like the Lion one day, he paid close attention to the story. Akechi and Kiyo had history, with a handful of Samurai they quickly dispatched the thing? That was beyond impressive, while he respected Kiyo he didn't know the scary and emotionless Scorpion was this fun! 

"You are courageous and strong, Akodo-san! Your story will certainly be a fire to inspire me in times of adversity. Slaying a Yokai is not something many Samurai can claim to have done, I hope to achieve your level of valor one day." 

He smiled before turning back to the Ambassador, having received and read the letter detailing the bill. Of course it was better they kept it in confidence, so he didn't make a boast or big deal about it. Raising his cup of tea once more the Magistrate would speak. 

"Of course Kitsu-sama. I believe we must use the past to carve a positive future. While this does not mend the wounds, I hope this can be a start to creating positive bonds between the Scorpion and Lion. To serve our people and of course, the Empire. If there is anything you require, we will do our best to provide." 

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Ellen
Kiyo had little to say on what happened to the artifacts. She had managed to somehow convince not the previous governor Orochi, nor the leader of the Crab delegation but the man who would be delivering the notice to the Crab to not deliver the letter that would sign away these artifacts (in the name of a friendly overture). Then Orochi made his **Big Play** And got himself killed, so her life got even easier. She burned that fool's order and that was the end of it. His replacement was more reasonable. She sealed them and had them transported for safe keeping with the Kuroiban. "They're safe, Akodo-san. Those cursed artifacts should not be seeing the light of day any time soon."

Kiyo had little to say on much else over the course of the dinner. She mostly responded in non-committal ways, and generally made talking to her a difficult endeavor as she refused to carry the conversation. She clearly was here for the food and drink, and while the prospect of some sort of goodwill in the city was nice, she really had no strong feelings. Politics was for courtiers and she was blessedly not one.
Charles
Akechi listened attentively as Kiyo provided a brief explanation of the outcome regarding the tainted artifacts. While he appreciated the insight of the artifacts being taken care of, his mind was still preoccupied with a different concern—the presence of the Yokai in the city.

"Well I'm glad to hear that the matters of the artifacts were handled accordingly," Akechi acknowledged with a nod, showing his appreciation for her work. "However, what I'm more interested in is the situation with those Yokai. Have there been any further sightings or disturbances caused by them in the city?"

Akechi's expression became more serious as he inquired about the Yokai. The safety of the city and its residents was of utmost importance to him, and he couldn't rest easy until he was certain that the threat posed by these supernatural creatures had been fully eradicated.

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Ellen
How does she go about talking about this subject? It's very much meant to be a small investigation team, made up of hand selected hunters. She supposes there's no real harm in addressing that at the time the investigation had gone a little cold.

"We're working on that at the moment, although it's very much a waiting game until the next lead arrives." Kiyo admits. "There should be no further danger until then." She adds after a thoughtful few seconds.

She hoped the message that was passed on was 'things are under control' and not 'we can't find them'.