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Message: <blockquote data-quote="mfrench" data-source="post: 3918461" data-attributes="member: 32901">The smell of rain grows thick in the air on the river road between Katsuki Ford and Hiruma Watch.  The wrath of the Thunder Prince, a powerful spirit who rules down south on the plateau, is an annual event in the valley, but this year it has been delayed.  The terrible lightning storms are the precursor to the life-giving rains that make the valley livable, and mark the beginning of the travel season.However, this year the valley people have become impatient, and the roads have already been in use for days when dark clouds roll in to greet the travelers.  Bolts of lightning start jumping ominously from cloud to cloud, as if in wicked anticipation for harrying those on the roads below.Master Chen headed steadily up the road, completely unperturbed – until the lightning inevitably started striking around the road.  As the rain drove down about him, he started to realize that he wouldn’t make it all the way to Otaka Tower in this tumult.  As his thoughts began to turn to finding a safe place to hole up for the night, a wave a déjà vu swept over him.  A fierce cry came from the road ahead of him, and through the rain and mist, something burst forth towards him: a white horse, riderless, its hooves tearing the ground and echoing the thunder that raged up above.</blockquote>