Serpenteye
First Post
Matsu Nimuro, the former Daimyo of the Lion Clan, takes a step backwards and bows to the girl who defeated him. Though his mind is in turmoil and shock his face is composed and his voice warm and pleasant. "It is an honour to have been defeated by you, an opponent of such skill and beauty. It is the way of life that youth shall vanquish elderdom as the winter shall be vanquished by the spring. Even if you are defeated by your most worthy adversary in the final round I am still certain that you would make a wise and resourceful Champion."
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In a hidden chamber deep beneath one of the strongholds of the Lion Clan Toshiro Akodo looked into his mirror of scrying in distaste and rising anger. Anger at Nimuro for failing, anger at himself for sending Nimuro, who he had suspected of growing soft and weak with rising age, and most of all anger at how this would make so many of his plans much more difficult. He had hoped to have the resources and authority of the Emerald Champion at his disposal, Nimuro had assured him that he would be worthy of the task, but now he had to do without them. Hopefully he could still manage to keep the unneccesary suffering to a minimum, it could still be done but even with a Unicorn or Phoenix champion on the throne it would be far from certain. No, their agendas might not be compatible with his, though their goals were surely the same. He could only rely on his own strength. Fortunately that strength was growing greater by the day.
He went down the corridor to bask in the crimson light.
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In a hidden chamber deep beneath one of the strongholds of the Lion Clan Toshiro Akodo looked into his mirror of scrying in distaste and rising anger. Anger at Nimuro for failing, anger at himself for sending Nimuro, who he had suspected of growing soft and weak with rising age, and most of all anger at how this would make so many of his plans much more difficult. He had hoped to have the resources and authority of the Emerald Champion at his disposal, Nimuro had assured him that he would be worthy of the task, but now he had to do without them. Hopefully he could still manage to keep the unneccesary suffering to a minimum, it could still be done but even with a Unicorn or Phoenix champion on the throne it would be far from certain. No, their agendas might not be compatible with his, though their goals were surely the same. He could only rely on his own strength. Fortunately that strength was growing greater by the day.
He went down the corridor to bask in the crimson light.
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