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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Alejandro" data-source="post: 47142" data-attributes="member: 248">Kitsu Shiro's Background (Part II)As the midday sun rises over the black mountain in the distance, many questions linger about Shirogitsune. Your horse treads softly between the paddies as you look for the peasant. You believe you see him many times, for all peasants are the same to you. Finally the one who doesn't notice your approach and keeps his eyes firmly to the ground is the one. Again you reach for a coin and he raises his hand without moving his head. "No my friend, my testimony is free again this day."Sighing he says, "Come with me for I know that you shall be undeterred to learn the tale."Following him to his humble cottage, you quickly sit eager to hear more. He begins his tea service and says..."When I last spoke to you, I told you of the birth of Shirogitsune. At this time he was not yet named. He had a blanket bearing the mark of Mimizuku. A ronin, if you remember, took the babe to Mimizuku.Mimuzuku was a proud spirit weaver in the tradition of the Kitsu family. Mimuzuku's family had served as seneschal to the Kitsu for hundreds of years. Trained in the spiritual arts, Mimuzuku enforced the lion clan laws in all of the Kitsu lands. This of course included the great Kitsu school.The ronin took Shirogitsune to the school, but found that Mimuzuku was riding a circuit of villages. The ronin eventually caught up with Mimuzuku as he was adjudicating in a small town. In the town, a system of indentures had developed. Eventually every person in town owed a bond to another such that it was impossible for any work to be accomplished for the cycle of debt went in twisted circles. While trying to sort out this system, the ronin presented the child to Mimuzuku in open court. Immediately the towns people were in a panic at the sight of such an abomination as Shirogitsune. Outraged that he was interrupted, Mimuzuku threatened the ronin's life. However, when Mimuzuku saw the child, he knew through the child's spirit that his blood ran in the child. Paying the ronin a handful of koku and demanding that he leave, Mimuzuku held the child up. As he did, a little girl in the village spoke aloud, much to the chagrin of her parents, "It is the Shirogitsune!"Mimuzuku laughed. A laugh that had not been heard in ages it seemed. The Shirogitsune is a white fox-spirit known for its mischief, but also for being a portent of the need for strength. Mimuzuku held the baby in his arms. "This is a child of my childs. And he shall be Shirogitsune."As if blessed with insight at that moment, Mimuzuku was able to sort out the laws and removed the indentures. The very night a great feast was held in the small village and Shirogitsune was thus named.The peasant pauses and puts his cup down. The afternoon sun is masked by a coming storm and the air is crisp with a new chill. The peasant rises. "I must hurry and finish my work this day. I suggest you leave before the storm comes."You pause and before you speak he says, "Come back tomorrow and you shall hear of how Shirogitsune first learned the ways of magic and sorcery!" With that, the peasant leaves you alone. Again you leave with more questions than answers. Perhaps tomorrow it shall be reversed.</blockquote>

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