<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Maseko</div><div class="spoiler_body">Sheet (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=283917) and Description (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=234223.msg11532337#msg11532337)</div></div><hr/><br/>Maseko's black eyes flickered over the terrain, the stones and sparse vegetation surrounding them, before settling on the single feature of the landscape that everyone else had already focused on.  She was not disappointed that she hadn't noticed anything that her fellows hadn't already spotted- on the contrary, she was satisfied that her fellows had focused on the same direction that she had herself decided was the most likely source of any threat.<br/><br/>"That ridge has been worked by someone," she said, quietly enough to tell her family, but not loudly enough for anyone else to hear more than a murmur.  "Be cautious.  But let us not be rude- we should announce ourselves."  She cleared her throat as she hefted her tetsubo from its habitual resting place on her shoulder and allowed the weight of the warclub to land on the ground,  which put her in a wide, low stance as she called out toward the ridge, "I am Maseko of the Owl Clan, and we are here on behalf of our lord and the Emperor.  Do you have something for us?"  She began to walk towards the ridge along with her bushi companions, but she mostly followed in the wake of Keitaro, in order to take cover behind the most heavily protected over their group.<br/><br/><hr/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">Yeah, super-fucking subtle there, Maseko.  What kind of Scorpion are you?</div></div>