Togashi Cho
Shiro Togashi
Tamori waits until Cho has bowed, before replying with a bow of his own, though it was not as low as Cho’s bow had been. He smiled faintly at Cho’s words, and shook his head slightly. “Nonsense. If I did not think you worthy of having tea with me, then you would not be here. Your sensei speaks very highly of you, Togashi-san.”
He paused then, and gestured for a servant to bring the tea. “Please, Togashi-san. Tell me about yourself.”
Shosuro Reiko
Ryoko Owari
“Ah, samurai-sama, you do me a great honor by coming here! My girls are the finest entertainers in Ryoko Owari. My girls are masters of playing the lute and the shamisen, as well as the art of tea ceremony and conversation. If you are looking for something specific, I am certain that we can accommodate you,” the Okasan replied.
Meanwhile, the lacquer on her nails sparkled as she signed back, He awaits you in an upstairs room. Have care, he is in a particularly foul mood.
Kakita Ai
Kyuden Kakita
Kaitsu gives Ai a nervous smile. “Of course, you are right, Ai-chan. Domo-arigato.” He bows to Ai, and allows her to go on her way.
With that, Ai makes her way through the gardens and into the castle. In one of the rooms, she noticed that a few of the courtiers had gathered to read poetry, and sitting among the crowd were two of her sisters, Ayame and Keiko.
Other than the guards, and the people gathered for the poetry reading, there were few other people in the hallways. Some had already retired for the evening. A few moments later, Ai arrived outside the screen that led to her parents’ rooms.
Ikoma Itarabi
Kyuden Ikoma
As Itarabi arrives at the chamber, a servant slides open the screen, allowing Itarabi to enter. His father awaited him, and aging man with long, grey hair and brown eyes that always seemed to hold amusement. He sat at a low table, looking over some scrolls, stroking his beard absently as he did so.
Hyota
Kitsune Mori
Both people looked up as Hyota spoke. A moment of silence passed, before the old man finally replied in a gruff voice, “Come, fellow traveler. The evening will be cold, and my daughter makes enough supper for the three of us.”
As Hyota drew nearer, he saw that both wore the mon of the Fox clan.
Isawa Renshi
Shiro Isawa
“In due time, Renshi-san. Is your time so valuable that you will not sit and talk with your sensei?” Boten-sama replied, giving Renshi a sharp look. He rolled up a small scroll, and placed it on the ground in front of him. “We have much to discuss, you and I.”