Shinjo-sama shows a touch of surprise when you identify yourselves as Emerald magistrates, but then nods. "Hmm. Yes, I suppose I can see why you would be here then. I am surprised that the Thunder Guard sought outside assistance so soon." He looks around the room, throwing an arm wide for emphasis. "What is going to be done about this? My fathers stock is ruined ... we cannot use it for the Festival now, and we'll probably have to burn it all, and maybe the warehouse too. What is the Governer going to do? This is her responsibility, dealing with this. Or has she delegated to you? Are you the ones who will handle this?"<br/><br/><br/>Shinjo-san leads Emi slightly away from the other pair, to give them some small measure of privacy to speak, though his masters carrying voice makes that a polite fiction at best. "Hida-san, I cannot tell you very much. We were summoned by the Thunder Guard because the warehouse had been broken into. I had just started to question the guard ..." he points towards a peasent who is standing very quietly by one wall, doing his best to be unobtrusive "When Shinjo-sama arrived and began taking charge."<br/><br/>Looking around you can see that the warehouse has been quite thoroughly ransacked, and not by a normal hand. In the floor are claw marks, large and small both. Pools of clear ooze dot the floor, and you can see it matting straw and cloth both. There is also a thick pool of a black tar like substance, which you seem to be becoming very familiar with this night.<br/><br/>- - - - -<br/><br/>The smaller oni seems to decide it does not like these odds, and turns to run deeper into the house, scuttling as fast as its little legs will carry it. Unfortunately, thanks to Meiwhas spell, that is nowhere near as fast as it is used to, and it staggers almost drunkenly away from you, disappearing through the doorway.