Perils of Rokugan
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				Title: <strong>Perils of Rokugan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BigBuckBob</strong> on <strong>04-03-2012, 21:02:52</strong>
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				At the request of the Emperor the small unaligned village that was chosen to hold Winter Court would host a small select group of samurai. A Seppun would travel all over Rokugan seeking the talents necessary. Those that were selected had a few things in common, but at first glance it would not be immediately obvious. The Seppun refused to be questioned in his selection, and usually was not. Those that dared speak up, would be politely ignored.<br><br>The village was under a lot of pressure, and the streets were constantly busy. Representatives from every clan were available, publicly and privately. A new structure had been built and was kept a bit outside the main village. It was the nicest structure in the area and adorned with Imperial markings. It was too early to expect the emperor to be there, but it seemed the most likely place to find the Seppun.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Perils of Rokugan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pumpkin Seeds</strong> on <strong>06-03-2012, 09:17:45</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://img98.imageshack.us/img98/9637/basisliskxxx2sg2.png)</div><br><em>So many things make sense in this world, but so many others do not.&nbsp; At one time I would fret over such oddities, worry over their seemingly disconnected nature.&nbsp; Now I know that there are simply unknown variables at work, unknown forces moving about that must be found in order to understand the whole.&nbsp; Much as the koi do not understand the food that falls on their pond because they do not see the hand with rice.&nbsp; My youth would have been spent searching for the rice in the sky, but now my time is spent seeking the hand which drops the mysterious food.&nbsp; A subtle difference perhaps, but one I can appreciate now in my room.<br><br>The day is young and the sun is only now daring to climb the horizon.&nbsp; Below my room the people have taken to the streets in order to conduct their business.&nbsp; Some were out before even the sun, but the majority stayed inside the safety of their rooms.&nbsp; I dare not say home because I know so few here are native to this village.&nbsp; The Imperial Court has come to this village with its regalia and promise of riches.&nbsp; So like the koi at the pond we must cluster and fight for our food.&nbsp; Beneath me I see a dazzling array of colors from the many Clans gathered below.&nbsp; I would like to say that my own Clan did not come here to grovel and beg favor, but already I spot my proud lineage below.&nbsp; No doubt the Yasuki are busy securing rice and arms for the armies at home.&nbsp; Their gilded tongues waggling from their mouths with all the best intentions for those brave soldiers at the Wall.&nbsp; The thought of my proud Clansmen having to resort to merchants in order to defend these borders turns my stomach.<br><br>The Imperial Court comes and so do the others.&nbsp; Resources are to be gained, favor courted and alliances struck.&nbsp; That is why those below are here.&nbsp; Not I.&nbsp; The reason for my arrival is a mystery still yet to be told and discovered.&nbsp; My eyes turn out to the structure in the distance.&nbsp; Answers are to be found ahead my heart tells me, but my soul is far less convinced.&nbsp; Few things in life are discovered with ease.&nbsp; Beneath me the chains of my punishment shackle me to this world, twisting with pain as I strain to stand.&nbsp; Already the difference in temperature has taken its toll on my body.&nbsp; A limp I no longer struggle to hide shows my weakness as I walk from my room and to the street below.&nbsp; The distance is small but my travel will still be long.&nbsp; At my waist the weight of my blades drags on my kimono, striking against me with each awkward step.&nbsp; I would not dare remove them.&nbsp; They are my pride and my burden to bear.<br><br>Around me the lowest give me space to walk.&nbsp; Beyond me the bravest stand aside for fear of what I might bring.&nbsp; Deformity is often seen as a sign of the Taint and the colors of the Crab make me suspect.&nbsp; Even my Clansmen wonder over my condition at times, but I ignore them.&nbsp; They will leave this place for the Wall and a time of glorious death.&nbsp; Behind them I will remain to contemplate mysteries they cannot fathom and to die without a whisper of my passing.&nbsp; Such is the fate I accept.&nbsp; My hands rest on the silken caress of my obi as I walk, more to keep my clothing fixed in place while I jolt the threads with every struggling step.&nbsp; Mud sucks at my sandals, but I pass over the squishing sound and uneven dirt with the grace of a plodding pony.&nbsp; Let them watch.&nbsp; My desire to spit on them stirs, but I do not answer.&nbsp; There is no place for such crudeness where I will soon tread.<br><br>Ahead of me hangs the memory of the Seppun recently arrived in my life.&nbsp; The rumor of my being a magistrate had not even begun, much less an appointment.&nbsp; Still the Seppun had come to me to give me a duty for the Empire.&nbsp; I do not understand this choice and so I must learn the details.&nbsp; I must seek the hand above my little pond and wonder at the other koi that eat so contently the fallen rice.</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Perils of Rokugan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Muse</strong> on <strong>06-03-2012, 09:45:40</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rxo-dVWeH5A/SfNiHU9i77I/AAAAAAAAGec/n2mgh_btPj0/s400/Satoshi_Tsumabuki_wallpaper_1.jpg)</div>Ikoma Sasuke strode down the road at a leisurely pace, tabi sandals making easy work of the mud that the road had been churned into, straw cloak taking the occasional splatter rather than the fine red and gold kimono bellow.&nbsp; He looked to the right, with mingled admiration and dismay, at the enemy he was soon to wed.&nbsp; <br><br><em>What a curious fate,</em> he pondered, <em>That so much of my future--the mother of my children!--has been determined by a hundred acres of land.</em>&nbsp; <br><br>He shook his head and shaggy, coal black hair spilled out from under his hat and whisked across his back.&nbsp; "The mud is thick, Yamagi-san.&nbsp; Would you like to slow down?"&nbsp; He bit his lip the moment after he spoke it, suspecting the prideful Crane--a powerful warrior despite her slender body and shorter legs than he--would not be willing to admit weakness.&nbsp; If he were truly polite,he would have slowed without saying anything.&nbsp; 
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				Post by: <strong>ShadowFox89</strong> on <strong>07-03-2012, 02:45:47</strong>
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				&nbsp;Kakita Yamagi walked just ahead of Sasuke, her hands resting within her kimono. Somehow, she managed to avoid the worst of the mud. A few drops had splattered on her travelling cloak, but otherwise she remained untouched by the dirt. Yamagi didn't spare a glance towards Sasuke, keeping her gaze forward.<br><br>&nbsp;"Ikoma-san, please do not make such complaints. You do your ancestors a great dishonor." She said softly. Yamagi was shorter than Sasuke by half a foot, and his strides were longer than her. "Why would we wish to slow down? It would only serve to dirty ourselves with more mud. Would it not be suitable to make our destination at an even pace and be off the dirt roads?"<br><br>&nbsp;Off the dirt roads, and into a bath. A nice warm bath, where she could get clean.... Yamagi shook her head as she walked. No, that lech behind her would probably try and look in as she bathed. She would have to wait until he wasn't around.
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				Post by: <strong>Muse</strong> on <strong>07-03-2012, 12:20:09</strong>
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				&nbsp; He gave a derisive snort and straightened his back when she called his concern a <em>complaint</em>.&nbsp; 
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				Post by: <strong>LightNight</strong> on <strong>08-03-2012, 04:07:28</strong>
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				Kouta was in the market like normal he had finish a deal that would send some more rice to crab lands as one reason he was sent here &amp; he soon found he was looking for more personal deal to add to his own wealth but he knew that winter court was in this village as one small reason he was sent here. He had arranged to be sent to this court as he wanted to test his skills against other clans like his clan brother fight each day on the wall so does he fight but in the courts &amp; he could not wait for the chance to cross verbal blades with some of the best in the empire.<br><br>“Fine 3 Koku for them all.” he negotiates the merchant down from 5 for some more rice then was needed as well a few choice foods that could make this winter court interesting. I pay the merchant then tell him were to deliver it &amp; I made my way thru the mud streets heading to the Seppun building was outside the city.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>BigBuckBob</strong> on <strong>08-03-2012, 22:05:46</strong>
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				There was a small tent outside the imperial complex adorned with the clan colors of the selected few and the symbol of the jade magistrate. There were a coupe geisha girs waiting inside to greet each person as they arrived.<br><br><br>Meanwhile, The couple entering from the muddy plains is offered a choice of paths, a short one wet and dirty and a longer one that would take them out from the mud. The clean path would take a bit longer but not much. It would still get them where they were going before lunch
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				Title: <strong>Re: Perils of Rokugan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ShadowFox89</strong> on <strong>08-03-2012, 22:08:18</strong>
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				&nbsp;Without waiting for Sasuke's input, Yamagi went down the clean path. It would save her ears from his whining, at least until the next problem comes up. She glanced at him briefly, but said nothing.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Perils of Rokugan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Muse</strong> on <strong>09-03-2012, 04:44:40</strong>
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				&nbsp; Sasuke turned with her.&nbsp; He answered her long look with an innocent grin.&nbsp; <em>If she's not going to be sweet, at least I can have some fun with her.</em>&nbsp; He stomped his tabi on the solid ground a few times--not actually splattering any mud on her robe but staying close enough to her that she might see some coming...&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Perils of Rokugan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Muse</strong> on <strong>09-03-2012, 07:59:21</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rxo-dVWeH5A/SfNiHU9i77I/AAAAAAAAGec/n2mgh_btPj0/s400/Satoshi_Tsumabuki_wallpaper_1.jpg)</div><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; Sasuke's smile quirked again as the girl spun away from him and glided down the road. Her Kimono swirled to hint at her charming feet, and hugged every lucious curve. <em>This might not be so bad after all.</em>&nbsp; <br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; She could hear his clogs tromping fast up the road to catch up, then hesitate.&nbsp; Her fiance abruptly burst into motion and caught her aroudn the waist, pulling her back against his chest with one hand, catching the hilt of his katana with the other, and carfully not obstructing her own chance to draw.&nbsp; <br>&nbsp; His eyes scanned the sides of the road and he called out, "Interesting beginning for an ambush, sir.&nbsp; Do you really think a mud pit will give you an edge against warriors of the lion and the crane?"&nbsp; 
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				Post by: <strong>ShadowFox89</strong> on <strong>09-03-2012, 08:06:40</strong>
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				<strong>Yamagi, road to the village, Tagged: Sasuke, ambush?</strong><br><hr><br>&nbsp;Yamagi was caught by surprise as Sasuke pulled her back, arms reaching to move him away. That stopped as she heard him reaching for his blade, her own hand going for the black sheathed sword at her side. She didn't drew the blade, instead waiting for the would-be bandits to announce themselves. Yamagi muttered quietly to Sasuke. "Let go of me before you lose something important."<br><br>&nbsp;She pushed Sasuke away, moving her hand from the katana and straightening out her clothes. "Stupid thing," she said quietly as she moved forward, "keeps trying to annoy me..." Yamagi continued walking down the path at a brisk pace, not looking back to check to see if her betrothed was following her. "Hurry or we will not make it before the sun sets, Ikoma-san."
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				Post by: <strong>Muse</strong> on <strong>09-03-2012, 08:18:23</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rxo-dVWeH5A/SfNiHU9i77I/AAAAAAAAGec/n2mgh_btPj0/s400/Satoshi_Tsumabuki_wallpaper_1.jpg)</div><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; Sasuke shook his head in bemusement as his finance stepped through the illusionary road and splashed into the mud.&nbsp; "You know this road is a half hour longer.&nbsp; What's the point if it's not dry?"&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp; He shook his head in bemusement then hurried after his finance, clogs sloshing into the mud as well.&nbsp; "Well, if I can't keep you clean, I can at least be just as muddy as you.&nbsp; That's a husband's duty."&nbsp; He came up along side her and stayed there for the remaining mile of the journey.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Perils of Rokugan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pumpkin Seeds</strong> on <strong>09-03-2012, 08:43:54</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://img98.imageshack.us/img98/9637/basisliskxxx2sg2.png)</div><br><em>The pond has become deeper now and the water less clear.&nbsp; My eyes have only just now glimpsed the prestigious symbol of the Jade Magistrate and already my mind begins to wonder.&nbsp; Thoughts quicken my pace and keep the pain at bay, keep the pain away so that I do not fall on the mud.&nbsp; Splatters of the filth have come across the bottom of my kimono but I pay no attention.&nbsp; How much gore and blood stains the armor of my brethren while I waste time over kimonos and sandals.&nbsp; That grim thought gives me pauses before the tent.&nbsp; The magistrates that bear such a symbol are never to be taken lightly, especially by one of the shugenja class.&nbsp; Many a Kuni have found themselves as suspect among these investigations and even more Phoenix as they dance the thin line of knowledge and heresy.&nbsp; My blood quickens and spine tingles to think this might indeed be an interrogation rather than an assignment.<br><br>My ancestors breed no cowards and my footsteps resume.&nbsp; Painted women move to greet me and my hand raises to shove them away from me.&nbsp; Already I know their giggles are meant for me and my lack of grace.&nbsp; I would spit on their useless kimonos and grace if I dared to waste the water in my mouth.&nbsp; They are the epitome of all things I cannot be.&nbsp; To them I am a joke with my lame leg and slow gait, for them I am little more than the barbarians of the Unicorn.&nbsp; To me they are little more than children playing at games while blood is spilled to defend their precious tea set.&nbsp; Painfully I acknowledge that I would rather be one of them, than they me.&nbsp; Still, I am their superior and they obey me without word.&nbsp; To do otherwise would place them in my way and few willingly step before a Kuni.<br><br>Already my mind churns over what has been seen.&nbsp; There had been strips of cloth outside the tent, distinctive colors each of them.&nbsp; Were those a symbol to observers or a symbol of something else.&nbsp; My own colors had been there, along with another similar to my own.&nbsp; White and blue had also been set on display with a gold beside.&nbsp; Was such an indication of clan.&nbsp; In my heart I hoped for something different because to deal with a Crane would be punishment.&nbsp; Better the geisha then their ilk.&nbsp; Pain returned in my leg as such thoughts danced around me and I longed already for the comfort of a warm fire and soft cushion.</em>
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				Post by: <strong>Marie Reynolds</strong> on <strong>10-03-2012, 01:21:46</strong>
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				A small cart carrying wares of a hard working commoner craftsmen comes up the southern road the old man walking next to the cart with his three daughters and his wife and his only son pulling the cart as their on their way and a man casually walking on the other side of the slow moving cart seemingly relaxed and having his hand rest on his katana his muted gray tattered clothing and ashigaru armor and shoulder length unkempt brown hair and dark brown eyes definitely he is not of this family of craftsmen if anything can be surmised by his presence he is a hired hand to help guard them on their travels. While walking and keeping his guard up he carries on light conversation with his employers and enjoying the company of his employers and keeping spirits high for the family to ease worries about this journey being profitable and trying to at least make it an enjoyable winter court for them.
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				Post by: <strong>ShadowFox89</strong> on <strong>10-03-2012, 01:50:53</strong>
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				<strong>Yamagi, road to the village, Tagged: Sasuke, ambush?</strong><br><hr><br>&nbsp;Yamagi huffed from in front of Sasuke. Almost imperceptibly quiet, she said, "I can clean myself without your help." The Crane said nothing during the rest of the journey into town.<br><br>&nbsp;Once in town, Yamagi searched out the tent where they could make themselves known to the Imperial representatives. She would need to find where her lodgings would be. Yamagi hoped that she wouldn't have to share accommodations with her fiancee, but did not put much faith in that hope.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Perils of Rokugan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Muse</strong> on <strong>10-03-2012, 08:28:08</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rxo-dVWeH5A/SfNiHU9i77I/AAAAAAAAGec/n2mgh_btPj0/s400/Satoshi_Tsumabuki_wallpaper_1.jpg)</div><strong>Ikoma Sasuke</strong><br><br><strong>Tag Pumpkin, Shadow, The Geisha, Others.</strong><br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Sasuke arched an eyebrow, wondering where cleaning had come up.&nbsp; “Bathing on your mind, Yamagi-san?” he teased.&nbsp; <br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;In accordance with their instructions, he strode up too a specific tent, pausing to take a deep breath at the sight of Jade Magistrait collors, then hurring to catch up.&nbsp; <br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The welcoming comitee brought a smile to his face, and he inclined his head to the geisha.&nbsp; “Thank you for your welcome, little ones.&nbsp; I am Ikoma Sasuke.&nbsp; This is Kakita Yamagi.”&nbsp; As the girls drew them within, he noted the Crab clan woman.&nbsp; He cast admiring eyes on her for a moment before catching on to why her gate was so slow.&nbsp; He took a half step forewords to offer her his arm, but caught himself.&nbsp; <em>I would be a fool indeed to make the mistake of offending a woman’s pride twice in one day.</em>&nbsp; He noted her colors and, when they reached a spot where all could take their ease for a moment, offered her a polite bow, “Crab-san, may I have the pleasure of your acquaintance?&nbsp; I am Ikoma Sasuke, my companion is Kakita Yamagi.”&nbsp; <br>
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				Post by: <strong>LightNight</strong> on <strong>10-03-2012, 15:28:09</strong>
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				Kouta makes his way to the building after seeing two other enter before him he gets the feeling this invite was going to be more interesting than he was first think it would so he step in the door of the tent behind the two that had entered. He would neaten his cloths which were colored his clans color as well with the Crab emblem over his right chest he with his family emblem on his back little large then the one on his back with a few bags &amp; pouches hanging on his belt he would bow lightly. “Greetings all, I’m Yauski Kouta it is a pleasure to meet you all.” His eyes had stopped the fellow clan member by her cloths colors as well the feeling only crab could give off.
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				Post by: <strong>BigBuckBob</strong> on <strong>13-03-2012, 01:38:18</strong>
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				A man walked out from behind a screen, he wore a robe with a mural depicting the interaction of kami. Or at least the way shugenja would describe them. He had a thick leather belt with medallions hanging from it. Between the belt and the shades of color in his robe he was obviously a unicorn. <br>[Unicorns, shungenja or anyone that can roll an appropriate lore (20) can deduce that he is of the meishodo school. Basic info: a shugenja school that uses medallions or other such objects to cast magic.]<br><br>"Yasuki Kouta, Ikoma Sasuke, Kakita Yamagi, Kunuki Eriko and Tanaka Katsutoshi. I am Iuchi Tigotsu. You will report to me for the duration of your duty to the empire. I report to the jade champion." He waves a hand and all the geisha in the room leave while a different five enter and present tea to each of the group. "You are not the whole of the group, but there have been delays on the others. Before I explain your duty, are there any questions or concerns you wish to raise about those with whom you will be serving, or questions of your own abilities?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Perils of Rokugan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Marie Reynolds</strong> on <strong>15-03-2012, 11:15:21</strong>
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				as the cart and family stop having arrived at the place for the winter court the son begins setting up the cart and getting ready to sell the wares the old man comes to me and hands me the agreed price of one koku and as i receive my payment a geisha arrives and bids me follow her as her employer requests my presence bowing to the old man turns to the geisha with a quizzical look on his face and proceeds to follow her and on following her he notices the colors and insignia and wonders why he is brought here and what those within need a ronin for. though he does smile at the fact of the reactions to those with in with a bemused look as to how those within will react to his presence. He is brought in hair unkempt brown and shoulder length and dull grey robes and wears ashigaru armor and carries a katana at his side. Upon arrival looks around taking the surroundings quietly and waiting to see if he is asked to relinquish his weapon.
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				Post by: <strong>BigBuckBob</strong> on <strong>17-03-2012, 06:15:29</strong>
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				After giving a few moments for reaction he shrugged and waved a hand. "Alright, maybe if you knew your orders you would be better able to react. To start, something simple. We have heard rumors of something sinister being plotted behind closed doors. The rumors were vague but heard in places that made it so my agents question it, so they sent word back to myself. It could be a few local ronin, worried about the presence of the great clans, or it might be a cult aiming to do something horrible during winter court. Find out, take it down, report back. If it is beyond your abilities, request help."
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				Post by: <strong>Marie Reynolds</strong> on <strong>17-03-2012, 06:34:20</strong>
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				"Well i am sure those of such honorable station will roger up as it is their duty but as for someone like myself if you suspect ronin as a cause of your concern&nbsp; then what assurances do i have that i will not be a scape goat if things go wrong and the courts need to sweep this under the rug." looking straight forward at the man that just spoke to him" besides I am not even really sure.&nbsp; if it truly is cults then why not have the Emperor and his magistrates call forth their strongest assets."
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				Post by: <strong>Muse</strong> on <strong>18-03-2012, 02:48:18</strong>
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				&nbsp; The lion studied the wave man with curiosity, wondering what one of the dishonored had done to merit the faith of the emerald magistrait.&nbsp; "What's your name, Ronin?&nbsp; Those who might dare harass the Winter Court would surely go to ground if the empire's finest magiestraits asked after them.&nbsp; A few young samurai and a ronin will be more likely to draw them out."&nbsp; 
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				Post by: <strong>Marie Reynolds</strong> on <strong>18-03-2012, 03:08:56</strong>
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				"Tanaka Katsutoshi and i can see the validity in that plan but i am still curious as to how i became known to the magistrate i mean i was not hiding myself but i did not believe my exploits drew that much attention given my station in life so pardon my being ill at ease. "bows at a 45 degree angle and after bowing begins to straighten his posture. looking around the room waiting for anyone else to start asking questions or just speaking in general or even just exchanging pleasantries.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Perils of Rokugan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ShadowFox89</strong> on <strong>18-03-2012, 03:28:33</strong>
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				&nbsp;Yamagi had remained silent for several minutes, listening to the discussion. She set down her cup of tea, speaking slowly and carefully. While not a courtier, she was still a Crane. "Ikoma-san is correct in this regard. If you want to find the fox, you do not send your largest and loudest hounds. Our strength should be sufficient to handle any cultists or bandits who may arise."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Perils of Rokugan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Marie Reynolds</strong> on <strong>18-03-2012, 03:49:51</strong>
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				nodding in agreement and sits down and graciously takes a cup of tea just brought to him by a geisha as he seems to settle in and relax a little bit." I am afraid i am quite at the disadvantage as i arrived after the introductions may i get all of your names"after he finishes his sentence he takes a sip of the tea. looking around at his host and his fellow guests to see who will speak first.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Perils of Rokugan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pumpkin Seeds</strong> on <strong>20-03-2012, 00:47:05</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://img98.imageshack.us/img98/9637/basisliskxxx2sg2.png)</div><br><br><em>My cousins always seek to make their presence known.&nbsp; To stand amidst their armored might with banner raised in defiance of the darkest beasts known to mankind.&nbsp; Weighted tetsubo near impossible to hold are hoisted upward while they release their battle cry.&nbsp; Even among my closest relatives, the Kuni, there is much for making their presence known with fear and intimidation.&nbsp; Perhaps my time among the Isawa has taught me something different or tainted my view of such dramatic performance.&nbsp; For now my lips remain quiet as my mind gives turmoil to the words spoken by others.&nbsp; I cannot help but turn my gaze from one to the other, to examine each in turn while reserving my speech.&nbsp; There will be no point in words for this time.&nbsp; The Seppun has spoken and our task set forth if not made clear.<br><br>The ronin is brash.&nbsp; My first thoughts are of the one with no Master.&nbsp; There is pity for the creature.&nbsp; No warrior should be without purpose and destiny.&nbsp; The notion of failing my ancestors is a horrible one.&nbsp; The idea of existing without duty even more terrifying.&nbsp; My head shakes at the thought and instead I seek solace in the opposite of this man, the Lion.&nbsp; Already he has noted my weakness.&nbsp; Good for him that he had enough sense to withdraw his assistance for a Kuni.&nbsp; There is no tolerance among my people for weakness and I will not defy their legacy of strength by leaning against another.&nbsp; <br><br>The magistrate has made suggestion that the plot might involve ronin.&nbsp; Perhaps then the purpose of one among our group.&nbsp; That a merchant of the Yasuki is here makes me think also that our threat originates from the lesser people of this landscape.&nbsp; Ronin and peasants, while typically cowed with Imperial presence can also be a source of discontent and rebellion.&nbsp; <br><br><strong>“Honored magistrate, would I be correct to assume that your sources hint at something amidst the lower classes of this village?&nbsp; Often the cults draw from the discontent and restless for their ranks.&nbsp; If ronin are involved then they of course take their orders from any able to make payment, including the peasant.”</strong></em>[/b]
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Perils of Rokugan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BigBuckBob</strong> on <strong>21-03-2012, 22:01:19</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The magistrate laughs a bit and smiles broadly. The geisha girls all begin to file out of the room as the magistrate pulls out a small carved bird. He whispers in to it and a bird emerges and flies off . He then tucks the carving back under his robes.<br><br>"Good to get some reaction from you now. You have all demonstrated exactly why we needed a ronin as part of the team. Even through the guise of polite civility you all managed to look down on him. For that same reason those you investigate will not be quick to chat with you. But they will be more open with him. Maybe.<br><br>&nbsp;As for the other two questions, none of you have any guarantee that your duties won't get painted in a bad light by the court. When it is complete, your exploits will be known. Anything you do in the course of your duty will be washed away by success. You can proceed however you wish. I have found many a useful rumor in the hands of a peasant myself. However, you are surrounded by every clan in the empire, they are not all as dismissive of that behavior as my brethren.<br><br>Whatever your decision, you all have horses waiting in the stables. If you did not bring your own, then we provided one."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Perils of Rokugan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LightNight</strong> on <strong>22-03-2012, 22:50:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kouta would enjoy himself at the tent as it was his place to enjoy the little things in life so when he saw geisha girls fill the room &amp; get him some tea he would find place to sit some place out of the way but were he could still see all that entered the place. He would sip his tea slowly &amp; quietly just enjoying the geisha company to what some would say little too much but even as he did that he keep the eye on the Unicorn that seem to be giving orders not sure about him right now he just wait for everyone to get here.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Perils of Rokugan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BigBuckBob</strong> on <strong>26-03-2012, 03:46:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The unicorn sits in silence for a few moments drinking his tea. A few moments later an ethereal bird lands on his shoulder and then disappears.<br>"I must excuse myself, matters to attend to. If you have no further questions for me, feel free to finish your tea before starting your investigation."<br>[All post]
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Perils of Rokugan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ShadowFox89</strong> on <strong>28-03-2012, 07:50:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;Yamagi nodded at the Unicorn. She took a sip of her tea and set it down, looking at the others. "I would like to propose that we investigate the field workers first. Look into the most likely of rumors first." The Crane looked towards Kouta. "Yasuki-san, what would you suggest we do?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Perils of Rokugan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Muse</strong> on <strong>30-03-2012, 04:51:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright">(http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rxo-dVWeH5A/SfNiHU9i77I/AAAAAAAAGec/n2mgh_btPj0/s400/Satoshi_Tsumabuki_wallpaper_1.jpg)</div><strong>Ikoma Sasuke</strong><br><br><strong>Katsukoshi, Others.</strong><br><br>"Perhaps it would show more initiative to ask that question of one of our own number."&nbsp; The lion sipped at his tea while studying the Ronin carefully.&nbsp; "Mr. Katsukoshi, it seems we are to seek conspiracy or dissent among the local wave men.&nbsp; Where do you recommend we begin?"&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Perils of Rokugan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Marie Reynolds</strong> on <strong>30-03-2012, 11:27:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well looking for those we may have to start looking in areas that may sully some of your honor and this would be among the criminal elements" his teeth seem to be grinding together as he just barely manages to let the words slip past his lips. "If we do this however my main condition is that we do not bring the women with us I will not subject them to facing the criminal elements of society this is nothing against their capability just a matter of conscious for me"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Perils of Rokugan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ShadowFox89</strong> on <strong>30-03-2012, 11:32:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;Yamagi just barely held back a glare, instead gripping her tea cup hard enough to turn her knuckles white. <strong>"I am more than capable of defending myself. It would be an insult to my honor to think that I should not be in all parts of this investigation merely due to gender."</strong>
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