Kiriko clapped her hands together in pleasure. "Excellent, excellent," she declared, and slid the open box across the table to the nearest samurai -- Bayushi Michi, as it happened. As if on cue, Kiriko's<i>yojimbo</i>re-entered the room, though now he bore a bundle unmistakable in shape despite the silk fabric and cord veiling it: a<i>daisho</i>, not unlike the blades worn by the bushi here.<br/><br/>"An astute question, Sabu-san," Kiriko answered. "Ji-Yun-sama bade me supervise and advise you when you are here in Toshi Ranbo, which I will of course do to the best of my ability. And I do regret that we must begin with such an...<i>unpleasant</i>task." The<i>yojimbo</i>reverently laid the daisho on the table, and, careful not to actually touch the weapons within, peeled back enough of the silk covering to reveal the Lion<i>mon</i>engraved on the saya. "Matsu Ineko was a skilled but headstrong warrior who took offense at a jest by one of your kin, Sayomi-san. She demanded satisfaction, and paid with her life. We would see her swords returned to her family,<i>without</i>further bloodshed. Her mother, Matsu Nahomi, may be found at Shiro Matsu to the west, in the foothills of the Spine of the World Mountains."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>