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<blockquote data-quote="Vanifae" data-source="post: 5327471" data-attributes="member: 58765"><p><strong>Session 4: Seven Devils – Part 4</strong></p><p></p><p><em>22nd of the Serpent, 1172 IC, Unaligned Territories</em></p><p></p><p>Hana shivered as the rain poured down, Nobutada flanked her and behind her was the ronin and their two ‘prisoners’. She glanced over her shoulder to look at Junko the tea girl that had caused so much trouble and her mountain of a bodyguard, Orochi. Orochi was a powerful looking man of Crab descent, he was a ronin but not much else was known about him. He probably spent time on the Wall, his skin was sallow and gray and there was very little emotion or life left in the man. He was as a corpse in manner, a muscle bound corpse that could destroy lesser warriors with ease. The ronin followed Junko as her bodyguard and had not spoken a word since the young Crane shugenja had met him.</p><p></p><p>Three days earlier…</p><p></p><p>The trio of samurai were up early; the accommodations at the mayor’s home were plush and opulent. The servants saw to their needs and Amaya did her best to impress the young samurai with her household and was eager to please. The trio arranged a meeting with Junko for the evening, after talking to some agents from the Kuwata Family. It was a terse affair but hopefully if all went well they would have a face to face meeting with their quarry.</p><p></p><p>Kohaku decided to track down a few people, mainly the man he saved from execution the day before and the hapless gambler who owed Ryoko-sama money. After some inquiring he found the one armed man, his daughter was taking care of him and she seemed quite grateful for his intercession on his behalf.</p><p></p><p>Kohaku smiled sitting next to the man’s bed, “You don’t need to thank me; I just couldn’t stand by and watch a man be killed over something as trivial as money. I just hope you won’t go back to that place.”</p><p></p><p>“Oh I learned my lesson great samurai,” the one armed man replied with a cough, “I will do what I can for my daughter; she deserves a better life then this.”</p><p></p><p>Kohaku nodded, “Just get well, and do right by her is all I ask.” He stood and left the residence pleased that he had made some small difference in that man’s life. He turned his thoughts to the other man and set to finding this second man. </p><p></p><p>It was not hard to find the man, he didn’t know his name but he had a good idea of what he looked like, he was across town now and it was midday. He approached the man who was sitting another group gambling on the street.</p><p></p><p>Kohaku furrowed his brow, “Still gambling?”</p><p></p><p>The man looked up, he was shock before realization filled his eyes, “Oh my friend, hey guys this is the one I told you about; the good samurai that tried to help me out yesterday!”</p><p></p><p>Kohaku nodded, “Seems like you didn’t learn much of a lesson, what would your wife or kids say about this if they knew you had a price on your head from Ryoko-sama?”</p><p></p><p>Another man chortled, “Him, a wife and kids? Oh Hito-san what kind of lies have you been feeding this samurai?”</p><p></p><p>“What does that mean?” Kohaku scowled.</p><p></p><p>“It would take a desperate kind of woman to hitch themselves up with Hito-san,” the man replied.</p><p></p><p>Kohaku punched Hito right in the face knocking him flat, his nose bleeding profusely. The other men stood, but one look at his swords and the ronin’s eyes stayed their hands. Kohaku growled, “I hope she finds you Hito, because I won’t lift a finger to save your sorry ass next time.”</p><p></p><p>Kohaku stomped away angry at himself and the broken nosed scoundrel.</p><p></p><p>The trio regrouped and went to the meeting to find Junko, Orochi, and several thugs waiting for them. The monastery was a quiet place, doubly so as the monks made themselves scarce in the presence of the Kuwata Family thugs.</p><p></p><p>Hana opened the negotiations, “Thank you for meeting us, I assume you know why we are here?”</p><p></p><p>Junko answered, “I have an idea, but I am not sure it would be in my best interest to go with you back to the Phoenix lands.”</p><p></p><p>“We have orders from Agasha Kosuke-dono to bring you back to answer for your actions in his province, I would prefer to do that with as little fuss as possible,” Hana replied staying firm.</p><p></p><p>Nobutada eyed the rather large ronin, Orochi, the man was a full head taller then he and encased in black heavy armor. He wore a daisho at his side and carried a massive tetsubo as his weapon choice. Nobutada surmised that this ronin may have even served time on the Wall, it would account for the taint hat had turned his skin gray and the coldness in his eyes.</p><p></p><p>Junko glanced at her allies and then to the trio of samurai, “And if I refuse?”</p><p></p><p>“We will be prepared to do what is needed to bring you back,” Nobutada interjected.</p><p></p><p>Hana nodded, “I don’t want any bloodshed but if you press this issue this could go badly for you and Kuwata Family, I don’t think either of us wants that.”</p><p></p><p>Junko thought long and hard for a moment before gesturing for her allies to stand back. She spoke, “Orochi-san will accompany me, I don’t wish to be difficult and if you can assure my safety I will answer your petty lord’s questions. If you cross me Orochi won’t give you much time to regret your betrayal.”</p><p></p><p>Hana glanced at the massive ronin and then nodded, “Fine, I am glad we could come to an agreement without violence.” Inwardly she sighed with great relief, the presence of the thugs did not trouble her but Orochi was both fearsome and intimidating.</p><p></p><p>Back in the present in the unaligned territories between the Dragon territories and the Phoenix territories the samurai and their ‘prisoners’ were traveling back to South Border Fortress at a much slower pace, they were unable to find a horse that could support the massive bulk of Orochi, Junko’s silent yojimbo.</p><p></p><p>In three days the group had not gotten much out of the silent warrior besides a few glances from his cold eyes. Junko was rather forthcoming with information and seemed to delight with toying with other’s thoughts and emotions. If she was remorseful they could not see it, she seemed quite calm even though she was most likely going to certain death or at the very least incarceration for an undetermined time.</p><p></p><p><strong><em><span style="color: green">[Orochi became something of a favorite for the players I was very surprised by this but it worked out well their interactions with him on the journey would play a huge role in how issues are resolved in the next session. He was a fun character to portray and seemed to go over well with my players! – GM’s note]</span></em></strong></p><p></p><p>Hana was determined to try and get Orochi to open up. After the camp site was set for the day she sat next to him and asked him a few questions. But those were met with silence. Finally she noticed she still had a single puppy from when she freed the dogs back in Seven Devils and offered Orochi a puppy. Surprisingly the massive ronin took it and petted the animal with great care.</p><p></p><p>Junko was amused and spoke, “Orochi only speaks when he needs to, but I think he likes your gift.”</p><p></p><p>Hana replied, “What happened to him?”</p><p></p><p>“He was once a Crab bushi serving on the Wall, from what I have gathered he killed his commander and was denied seppuku. He was banished and made ronin. I only met him in the Phoenix lands, he protects me and I look out for him,” Junko answered while making tea. Once finished she turned to her traveling companions, “Would anyone like some tea?”</p><p></p><p>Hana refused still not trusting the witch but Nobutada and Kohaku both drank the tea; it was quite delicious. Hana was still curious about why Junko was willing to return with them to the Phoenix lands but she was not overly eager to press the issue.</p><p></p><p>“So what are you thinking?” Junko asked the Crane shugenja.</p><p></p><p>“I am not really thinking about anything, actually,” Hana glanced away.</p><p></p><p>“Why so distant, is something bothering you?” Junko quipped.</p><p></p><p>“No, I am fine. Why do you have so many questions?” Hana asked.</p><p></p><p>“I figured I should get to know my executioners,” Junko joked.</p><p></p><p>“What?” Hana gasped, “I am not your executioner, I am just doing my duty, and you have committed dark sadistic crimes against the Phoenix and the Empire. Don’t play the innocent with me witch!”</p><p></p><p>“So am I guilty of giving someone knowledge?” Junko questioned, “It’s not like I forced that poor boy to read the scrolls or even act on his dark impulses. I don’t consider myself innocent but I hardly see my actions as damning.”</p><p></p><p>“Don’t play coy, you knew what would happen,” Hana focused her anger at the tea girl.</p><p></p><p>“I must be quite the oracle to see what will happen before it comes to pass,” Junko laughed.</p><p></p><p>Hana rolled over and ignored the laughter. This tea girl, no this witch really knew how to get under her skin. She would be overjoyed when this task was over and she could do something else with hopefully less manipulative company.</p><p></p><p>The morning came all too soon for the travelers and with it came the heavy rains of a summer storm. The group trudged along in the rain with little shelter or respite from the downpour, the weather slowed down their progress even more. By evening time the trio of samurai were feeling absolutely miserable, Orochi seemed indifferent and Junko reveled in the primal power of the storm.</p><p></p><p>Hana decided to speak with Orochi once more, “Orochi-san, do you have any family back in the Crab lands? Anyone you were close to?”</p><p></p><p>Orochi sat for a long moment, his eyes distant before he replied with a single word to Hana, “Daughter.”</p><p></p><p>Hana furrowed her brow and looked at Kohaku, “Do you think that that means he has a daughter?” Orochi did not offer any more explanation for his answer.</p><p></p><p>Kohaku shrugged, “Good enough guess I suppose.”</p><p></p><p>Junko smiled, “What about your family, Hana-san, I assume you have one.”</p><p></p><p>“Yes,” Hana replied slightly annoyed, “and they are doing quite fine.”</p><p></p><p>“Why so defensive? You don’t like me do you?” Junko replied smoothly.</p><p></p><p>“I don’t like how you toy with people,” Hana sniped.</p><p></p><p>“I toy with those people that allow themselves to be toyed with. Maybe if you were not so weak willed then you wouldn’t feel that way; perhaps if you were more a lion and not so much a mouse?” Junko laughed with a sly grin.</p><p></p><p>“You don’t know anything about me, witch,” Hana narrowed her eyes.</p><p></p><p>“I know enough,” Junko shrugged. She poured tea for the others, “But I am glad your family is doing well, losing one’s parents is a terrible thing. I never knew my father and my mother she was a good woman she taught me everything she knew before she died. I have been on my own ever since.”</p><p></p><p>Hana softened, “I am sorry to hear that, I… I had no idea, what was your mother like?”</p><p></p><p>“She was gifted like you, she taught me magic and how to speak with the spirits. She taught me many facets of magic and was not afraid to delve into the more misunderstood arts. I was an eager student and I loved my mother deeply. She made me the woman I am today. I took all her lessons to heart, then I killed her learning my final lesson,” Junko smiled a deadly gleam in her eyes.</p><p></p><p>Hana gasped, “You what?”</p><p></p><p>“I murdered my mother,” Junko replied casually.</p><p></p><p>“I thought you said you loved her?” Hana spoke the words harshly unsure of what to make of this woman.</p><p></p><p>“I did.”</p><p></p><p>Hana groaned and went to bed her mood even fouler than the weather. Another day of misery followed as the samurai trudged through the rain and bad weather. Junko’s words repeated in Hana’s mind all day, the sweet smile on the tea girl’s lips belied the evil that must have lurked just beneath the smile.</p><p></p><p>Hana sat down next to Orochi hoping to continue the ‘conversation’ she started on the day before. She smiled and gestured at the puppy the Crab ronin was gently stroking, “So does the puppy have a name yet?”</p><p></p><p>Orochi turned to her and gave her a long stare before replying in his deep gravelly voice, “Etsuko.”</p><p></p><p>Hana tried to draw more out of the ronin but he was done speaking for the day. She glanced at Junko and decided to spare herself any more torment and just went to bed. Hopefully the next day would being something better to brighten her mood.</p><p></p><p>The weather had relented and the rain became sporadic showers throughout the day. It was a relief for the travelers even if only a minor respite. By Kohaku’s reckoning they should reach the fortress by morning, he was glad to be nearly done with this task. He was not as personally vested in the actions of this woman and was just glad he was earning a decent wage for the first time in a long while. It was a better day but not by much, Orochi was still tight lipped but seemed to be more open to the samurai then we had begun this journey. By morning the fortress was in sight and soon this adventure would be over.</p><p></p><p>Junko smiled the real fun was soon about to begin.</p><p></p><p><strong><em><span style="color: green">[The next session takes place over a single day and night, and is pretty intense and much of this session is laying the ground work for what happens in that session. Overall this was a fun if meandering session that was sort of off the cuff since I had less players then I expected. – GM’s note]</span></em></strong></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Vanifae, post: 5327471, member: 58765"] [B]Session 4: Seven Devils – Part 4[/B] [I]22nd of the Serpent, 1172 IC, Unaligned Territories[/I] Hana shivered as the rain poured down, Nobutada flanked her and behind her was the ronin and their two ‘prisoners’. She glanced over her shoulder to look at Junko the tea girl that had caused so much trouble and her mountain of a bodyguard, Orochi. Orochi was a powerful looking man of Crab descent, he was a ronin but not much else was known about him. He probably spent time on the Wall, his skin was sallow and gray and there was very little emotion or life left in the man. He was as a corpse in manner, a muscle bound corpse that could destroy lesser warriors with ease. The ronin followed Junko as her bodyguard and had not spoken a word since the young Crane shugenja had met him. Three days earlier… The trio of samurai were up early; the accommodations at the mayor’s home were plush and opulent. The servants saw to their needs and Amaya did her best to impress the young samurai with her household and was eager to please. The trio arranged a meeting with Junko for the evening, after talking to some agents from the Kuwata Family. It was a terse affair but hopefully if all went well they would have a face to face meeting with their quarry. Kohaku decided to track down a few people, mainly the man he saved from execution the day before and the hapless gambler who owed Ryoko-sama money. After some inquiring he found the one armed man, his daughter was taking care of him and she seemed quite grateful for his intercession on his behalf. Kohaku smiled sitting next to the man’s bed, “You don’t need to thank me; I just couldn’t stand by and watch a man be killed over something as trivial as money. I just hope you won’t go back to that place.” “Oh I learned my lesson great samurai,” the one armed man replied with a cough, “I will do what I can for my daughter; she deserves a better life then this.” Kohaku nodded, “Just get well, and do right by her is all I ask.” He stood and left the residence pleased that he had made some small difference in that man’s life. He turned his thoughts to the other man and set to finding this second man. It was not hard to find the man, he didn’t know his name but he had a good idea of what he looked like, he was across town now and it was midday. He approached the man who was sitting another group gambling on the street. Kohaku furrowed his brow, “Still gambling?” The man looked up, he was shock before realization filled his eyes, “Oh my friend, hey guys this is the one I told you about; the good samurai that tried to help me out yesterday!” Kohaku nodded, “Seems like you didn’t learn much of a lesson, what would your wife or kids say about this if they knew you had a price on your head from Ryoko-sama?” Another man chortled, “Him, a wife and kids? Oh Hito-san what kind of lies have you been feeding this samurai?” “What does that mean?” Kohaku scowled. “It would take a desperate kind of woman to hitch themselves up with Hito-san,” the man replied. Kohaku punched Hito right in the face knocking him flat, his nose bleeding profusely. The other men stood, but one look at his swords and the ronin’s eyes stayed their hands. Kohaku growled, “I hope she finds you Hito, because I won’t lift a finger to save your sorry ass next time.” Kohaku stomped away angry at himself and the broken nosed scoundrel. The trio regrouped and went to the meeting to find Junko, Orochi, and several thugs waiting for them. The monastery was a quiet place, doubly so as the monks made themselves scarce in the presence of the Kuwata Family thugs. Hana opened the negotiations, “Thank you for meeting us, I assume you know why we are here?” Junko answered, “I have an idea, but I am not sure it would be in my best interest to go with you back to the Phoenix lands.” “We have orders from Agasha Kosuke-dono to bring you back to answer for your actions in his province, I would prefer to do that with as little fuss as possible,” Hana replied staying firm. Nobutada eyed the rather large ronin, Orochi, the man was a full head taller then he and encased in black heavy armor. He wore a daisho at his side and carried a massive tetsubo as his weapon choice. Nobutada surmised that this ronin may have even served time on the Wall, it would account for the taint hat had turned his skin gray and the coldness in his eyes. Junko glanced at her allies and then to the trio of samurai, “And if I refuse?” “We will be prepared to do what is needed to bring you back,” Nobutada interjected. Hana nodded, “I don’t want any bloodshed but if you press this issue this could go badly for you and Kuwata Family, I don’t think either of us wants that.” Junko thought long and hard for a moment before gesturing for her allies to stand back. She spoke, “Orochi-san will accompany me, I don’t wish to be difficult and if you can assure my safety I will answer your petty lord’s questions. If you cross me Orochi won’t give you much time to regret your betrayal.” Hana glanced at the massive ronin and then nodded, “Fine, I am glad we could come to an agreement without violence.” Inwardly she sighed with great relief, the presence of the thugs did not trouble her but Orochi was both fearsome and intimidating. Back in the present in the unaligned territories between the Dragon territories and the Phoenix territories the samurai and their ‘prisoners’ were traveling back to South Border Fortress at a much slower pace, they were unable to find a horse that could support the massive bulk of Orochi, Junko’s silent yojimbo. In three days the group had not gotten much out of the silent warrior besides a few glances from his cold eyes. Junko was rather forthcoming with information and seemed to delight with toying with other’s thoughts and emotions. If she was remorseful they could not see it, she seemed quite calm even though she was most likely going to certain death or at the very least incarceration for an undetermined time. [b][i][color=green][Orochi became something of a favorite for the players I was very surprised by this but it worked out well their interactions with him on the journey would play a huge role in how issues are resolved in the next session. He was a fun character to portray and seemed to go over well with my players! – GM’s note][/color][/i][/b][i][color=green][/color][/i] Hana was determined to try and get Orochi to open up. After the camp site was set for the day she sat next to him and asked him a few questions. But those were met with silence. Finally she noticed she still had a single puppy from when she freed the dogs back in Seven Devils and offered Orochi a puppy. Surprisingly the massive ronin took it and petted the animal with great care. Junko was amused and spoke, “Orochi only speaks when he needs to, but I think he likes your gift.” Hana replied, “What happened to him?” “He was once a Crab bushi serving on the Wall, from what I have gathered he killed his commander and was denied seppuku. He was banished and made ronin. I only met him in the Phoenix lands, he protects me and I look out for him,” Junko answered while making tea. Once finished she turned to her traveling companions, “Would anyone like some tea?” Hana refused still not trusting the witch but Nobutada and Kohaku both drank the tea; it was quite delicious. Hana was still curious about why Junko was willing to return with them to the Phoenix lands but she was not overly eager to press the issue. “So what are you thinking?” Junko asked the Crane shugenja. “I am not really thinking about anything, actually,” Hana glanced away. “Why so distant, is something bothering you?” Junko quipped. “No, I am fine. Why do you have so many questions?” Hana asked. “I figured I should get to know my executioners,” Junko joked. “What?” Hana gasped, “I am not your executioner, I am just doing my duty, and you have committed dark sadistic crimes against the Phoenix and the Empire. Don’t play the innocent with me witch!” “So am I guilty of giving someone knowledge?” Junko questioned, “It’s not like I forced that poor boy to read the scrolls or even act on his dark impulses. I don’t consider myself innocent but I hardly see my actions as damning.” “Don’t play coy, you knew what would happen,” Hana focused her anger at the tea girl. “I must be quite the oracle to see what will happen before it comes to pass,” Junko laughed. Hana rolled over and ignored the laughter. This tea girl, no this witch really knew how to get under her skin. She would be overjoyed when this task was over and she could do something else with hopefully less manipulative company. The morning came all too soon for the travelers and with it came the heavy rains of a summer storm. The group trudged along in the rain with little shelter or respite from the downpour, the weather slowed down their progress even more. By evening time the trio of samurai were feeling absolutely miserable, Orochi seemed indifferent and Junko reveled in the primal power of the storm. Hana decided to speak with Orochi once more, “Orochi-san, do you have any family back in the Crab lands? Anyone you were close to?” Orochi sat for a long moment, his eyes distant before he replied with a single word to Hana, “Daughter.” Hana furrowed her brow and looked at Kohaku, “Do you think that that means he has a daughter?” Orochi did not offer any more explanation for his answer. Kohaku shrugged, “Good enough guess I suppose.” Junko smiled, “What about your family, Hana-san, I assume you have one.” “Yes,” Hana replied slightly annoyed, “and they are doing quite fine.” “Why so defensive? You don’t like me do you?” Junko replied smoothly. “I don’t like how you toy with people,” Hana sniped. “I toy with those people that allow themselves to be toyed with. Maybe if you were not so weak willed then you wouldn’t feel that way; perhaps if you were more a lion and not so much a mouse?” Junko laughed with a sly grin. “You don’t know anything about me, witch,” Hana narrowed her eyes. “I know enough,” Junko shrugged. She poured tea for the others, “But I am glad your family is doing well, losing one’s parents is a terrible thing. I never knew my father and my mother she was a good woman she taught me everything she knew before she died. I have been on my own ever since.” Hana softened, “I am sorry to hear that, I… I had no idea, what was your mother like?” “She was gifted like you, she taught me magic and how to speak with the spirits. She taught me many facets of magic and was not afraid to delve into the more misunderstood arts. I was an eager student and I loved my mother deeply. She made me the woman I am today. I took all her lessons to heart, then I killed her learning my final lesson,” Junko smiled a deadly gleam in her eyes. Hana gasped, “You what?” “I murdered my mother,” Junko replied casually. “I thought you said you loved her?” Hana spoke the words harshly unsure of what to make of this woman. “I did.” Hana groaned and went to bed her mood even fouler than the weather. Another day of misery followed as the samurai trudged through the rain and bad weather. Junko’s words repeated in Hana’s mind all day, the sweet smile on the tea girl’s lips belied the evil that must have lurked just beneath the smile. Hana sat down next to Orochi hoping to continue the ‘conversation’ she started on the day before. She smiled and gestured at the puppy the Crab ronin was gently stroking, “So does the puppy have a name yet?” Orochi turned to her and gave her a long stare before replying in his deep gravelly voice, “Etsuko.” Hana tried to draw more out of the ronin but he was done speaking for the day. She glanced at Junko and decided to spare herself any more torment and just went to bed. Hopefully the next day would being something better to brighten her mood. The weather had relented and the rain became sporadic showers throughout the day. It was a relief for the travelers even if only a minor respite. By Kohaku’s reckoning they should reach the fortress by morning, he was glad to be nearly done with this task. He was not as personally vested in the actions of this woman and was just glad he was earning a decent wage for the first time in a long while. It was a better day but not by much, Orochi was still tight lipped but seemed to be more open to the samurai then we had begun this journey. By morning the fortress was in sight and soon this adventure would be over. Junko smiled the real fun was soon about to begin. [b][i][color=green][The next session takes place over a single day and night, and is pretty intense and much of this session is laying the ground work for what happens in that session. Overall this was a fun if meandering session that was sort of off the cuff since I had less players then I expected. – GM’s note][/color][/i][/b][i][color=green][/color][/i][color=green][/color] [/QUOTE]
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