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<blockquote data-quote="Pentius" data-source="post: 5632804" data-attributes="member: 6676736">Noriaki lets Kane's remarks flow off of him.&nbsp; As he walks off, Noriaki whispers softly in Tsugo.&nbsp; &quot;I always knew these otherlanders did things strangely, but to find one so off base is still off putting, after all these months.&quot;&nbsp; He shakes his head, and his smile returns.&nbsp; &quot;Give me a moment to prepare, and we'll get started.&quot;Noriaki scrounges around the campsite for a minute, taking a spare cup from two of the Fitzpatricks.&nbsp; He casts around for paper, before remembering the logbook.&nbsp; Flipping to the back, where there are empty pages left, he rips a few of them out.&nbsp; He pokes through the fire, drawing out a half burnt stick.&nbsp; Finally, he seems to have what he seeks.&nbsp; He lays out the pages on a smooth surface and uses the charred edge of the stick to write on them in Tsugo.&nbsp; His strokes are smooth and precise, reminding one slightly of sword strokes.&nbsp; His calligraphy is exquisite, though even the native speakers among the onlookers have to read them twice, the forms of the glyphs are so old.&nbsp; He sticks three on the side of the shelter, above his head.&nbsp; On top, one reads &quot;Master&quot;.&nbsp; Below that, two more read &quot;Clan&quot; and &quot;Storm&quot;.&nbsp; In front of himself he lays three more pieces.&nbsp; One reads &quot;Vassal&quot;.&nbsp; Two more each read &quot;Aspirant&quot;.&nbsp; He indicates that Ishirou should kneel upon the two &quot;Aspirant&quot; papers, and goes to the stream to fill the cup.&nbsp; Returning to his place at the side of the shelter, Noriaki places Ishirou's katana lengthwise on the ground between them, unsheathed.&nbsp; He holds the cup in one hand, and runs the index finger of his other hand around the rim at a slow, even pace.&nbsp; As he does, he begins a low chant, the words always seeming just a little too soft and too quickly spoken to be heard.&nbsp; As he does, a small breeze picks up again, and begins to play lightly with Ishirou's hair and robes, though it leaves the papers alone, curiously.&nbsp; A small electrical current begins to visibly course around the edge of the cup, following Noriaki's finger.Abruptly, Noriaki's chant stops.&nbsp; He dips a finger in the water, and wipes it along the blade of Ishirou's katana.&nbsp; The current flashes playfully along the blade, feint enough one could convince oneself it wasn't even there.&nbsp; He dips again and looks at Ishirou, speaking in loud, authoritative Tsugo.&nbsp; &quot;You are summoned here by Matsumoto Noriaki, trueborn son of the House of Storms, to serve that House, in their name.&nbsp; The class you once held is washed away.&quot; he draws his finger from the water, and drips a few drops on Ishirou's head.&nbsp; &quot;The name you once held is washed away.&nbsp; Take your sword, Vassal of the House of Storms.&nbsp; Rise, as Matsumoto Ishirou.&quot;&nbsp; After Ishirou rises, Noriaki reaches into his satchel and pulls out his old silk sash, it's vibrant blue catching the morning light.&nbsp; He presents it to Ishirou.&nbsp; &quot;I don't have a full raiment to give you, at this time.&nbsp; For now, wear this, and we will get you outfitted as soon as we can.'[ooc]Well, jbear, it looks like class distinctions are going to be an ongoing point of contention between our characters.&nbsp; Should be fun <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile&nbsp; &nbsp; :)"&nbsp; data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" />Mewness: I am totally just making stuff up, here.&nbsp; There's not a heck of a lot about the Kingdom of Jade in the wiki, other than that it is basically Fantasy Asia, so I'm kind of just running with that.&nbsp; Anyway, assuming I didn't just horribly mangle it, the idea is that after this ceremony Ishirou is counted among the Warrior Class, in Jade society.&nbsp; [/ooc]</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Pentius, post: 5632804, member: 6676736"] Noriaki lets Kane's remarks flow off of him. As he walks off, Noriaki whispers softly in Tsugo. [color="deepskyblue"]"I always knew these otherlanders did things strangely, but to find one so off base is still off putting, after all these months."[/color] He shakes his head, and his smile returns. [b][color="deepskyblue"]"Give me a moment to prepare, and we'll get started."[/color][/b][color="deepskyblue"][/color] Noriaki scrounges around the campsite for a minute, taking a spare cup from two of the Fitzpatricks. He casts around for paper, before remembering the logbook. Flipping to the back, where there are empty pages left, he rips a few of them out. He pokes through the fire, drawing out a half burnt stick. Finally, he seems to have what he seeks. He lays out the pages on a smooth surface and uses the charred edge of the stick to write on them in Tsugo. His strokes are smooth and precise, reminding one slightly of sword strokes. His calligraphy is exquisite, though even the native speakers among the onlookers have to read them twice, the forms of the glyphs are so old. He sticks three on the side of the shelter, above his head. On top, one reads "Master". Below that, two more read "Clan" and "Storm". In front of himself he lays three more pieces. One reads "Vassal". Two more each read "Aspirant". He indicates that Ishirou should kneel upon the two "Aspirant" papers, and goes to the stream to fill the cup. Returning to his place at the side of the shelter, Noriaki places Ishirou's katana lengthwise on the ground between them, unsheathed. He holds the cup in one hand, and runs the index finger of his other hand around the rim at a slow, even pace. As he does, he begins a low chant, the words always seeming just a little too soft and too quickly spoken to be heard. As he does, a small breeze picks up again, and begins to play lightly with Ishirou's hair and robes, though it leaves the papers alone, curiously. A small electrical current begins to visibly course around the edge of the cup, following Noriaki's finger. Abruptly, Noriaki's chant stops. He dips a finger in the water, and wipes it along the blade of Ishirou's katana. The current flashes playfully along the blade, feint enough one could convince oneself it wasn't even there. He dips again and looks at Ishirou, speaking in loud, authoritative Tsugo. [b][color="deepskyblue"]"You are summoned here by Matsumoto Noriaki, trueborn son of the House of Storms, to serve that House, in their name. The class you once held is washed away."[/color][/b][color="deepskyblue"][/color] he draws his finger from the water, and drips a few drops on Ishirou's head. [b][color="deepskyblue"]"The name you once held is washed away. Take your sword, Vassal of the House of Storms. Rise, as Matsumoto Ishirou."[/color][/b][color="deepskyblue"][/color] After Ishirou rises, Noriaki reaches into his satchel and pulls out his old silk sash, it's vibrant blue catching the morning light. He presents it to Ishirou. [b][color="deepskyblue"]"I don't have a full raiment to give you, at this time. For now, wear this, and we will get you outfitted as soon as we can.'[/color][/b][color="deepskyblue"][/color] [ooc]Well, jbear, it looks like class distinctions are going to be an ongoing point of contention between our characters. Should be fun :) Mewness: I am totally just making stuff up, here. There's not a heck of a lot about the Kingdom of Jade in the wiki, other than that it is basically Fantasy Asia, so I'm kind of just running with that. Anyway, assuming I didn't just horribly mangle it, the idea is that after this ceremony Ishirou is counted among the Warrior Class, in Jade society. [/ooc] [/QUOTE]

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