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[OA/FR] Rokugan - Updated 12/13/03

Ryoko Owari was a turning point for Volar.
Though Volar professed to true neutrality he had a tendency towards chaos.

With the various encounters and the 'Oh so Lawful' games and words of the Samurai over the travels Volar started filling confined by the Lawful environment.

The pressure built up and Volar started slipping down the path of Chaos. Ryoko Owari was the path taken. Volar did many things that surprised the party as he broke out of the Lawful environment he was in.

It was lots of fun. This is also the start of Volar's long term goals for his place in this strange land.

[MetaNotes]
The lawful structure of the place and watching the samarai players struggle with the Lawfulness made me the player twitch. I started doing more and more Chaotic things and determined with the DM I would slip to Chaotic Neutral.

This is also when I started getting some new spells (from the gnome) and coming into power.

Long term goals were decided for Volar at this time as well. As initially Volar was running to this land because of enemies in the Realms (once I get the history retyped I will post it) his only long term plans were to outlive those that remembered him back in the realms. But now as he learned and watched this Lawful place he found a goal. He would become 'Great Uncle Volar' in the Toshiro household. He would easily outlive Toshiro and the person he would wed and would be able to influence the family from within.

These plans have never come up as characters but as players we'd talked about it quite a bit.

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Notes from Mir

Tonight's story reveals a darker side of me. Normally I am the sweet person that everyone thinks I am, who is only interested in heping others and teaching people about the Oak Father. But sometimes my darker side surfaces as in this case.

Most people don't like being kidnapped. I am one of them. I was in a bad mood and the desire for revenge was quite strong. As an indication of this when I spoke the command word at Buka it would in hindsight have been beter to go with "Surrender" in hopes his guards might follow his example. Instead I shouted "Die" at him. While not as effective it certainly was more satisfying.

I had only once before killed in cold blood. The poor bloodspeaker who we found chasing after the Kuni Witchhunter. I had charmed him and gotten all the info we needed as well as some extra info on who and what the bloodspeaker are. It was important that my extra intrest was not revealed so I had to kill him before he mentioned this to anyone else. Tonight's killing was just as cold.

After capturing Buka the the others were more than willing to leave him alone with me and search the house. He grovelled for awhile but this soon turned irritating. I posed one question to him and if he didn't answer properly I knew his fate was sealed. "You have one chance, tell me why I should let you live?"

"I can give you lots of money" he replied.

"Sorry, we already have everything that is yours."

"It's not all here, but I can get it for you if you let me live."

"You had your chance, this is not about money."

I then took my knife to him and ended his pathetic life. I was being honest, it was not about money, I didn't care at all about that. It was about revenge and insuring that this never happened again. The guard I charmed we let live, while all the others were put to death. His life was spared only so that he could spread the word that I was not someone to be messed with and that next time no one would be spared. Buka had his chance, there was a right answer. The only answer that would have worked was that he loved me and would do anything for me. Without being certain of his motivations and loyalty I could not trust him not to do this again.

Tommorow we would head back to Ryoko Owari so Verick could have his chalenge and Toshiro can fulfill whatever mission he is on. I am looking forward to it so that I can go hunting some more thugs. I am still irritated. Before that though we would spend the night at Buka's house.

When I relayed to the others that Buka had said all of his money was not here they were disapointed that I had not learned its location before killing him. Volar was particularly distressed as he is always needing money for his scrolls. I decided to help him out, and prayed for a spell that evening that I knew about and felt confident that I was strong enough to use. Later that night I took a stroll and went to the room where Buka's body lay and cast my spell.

"Besides here, where is the majority of your wealth located at?"

The dead corpse moved, a voice cracking out from its lips, "At the bank in Ryoko Owari"

I could sense there was still enough energy left to answer one more question, so I decided to help Toshiro out. "If you know where Kurocha is tell me?"

"I do not know." it replied and fell back lifeless.

Knowing how the Rokuganis feel about messing with the dead I decided not to mention what I had done to any of the sammurai. I did reveal what I had done to Mindra and Volar though. Mindra said that he could have done that as well, and maybe even gotten another question in. Volar took note of the news about Buka fortune but gave no hint to what he would do about it.

Tommorow will likely be busy so it was then time to get in as much sleep as possible.

Till next time, when hopefully I will be back to my brighter self.

Mir
 

Musings by Verick.

Honestly, I should have killed Buka when I met him in Bugaisha. I should have known the little weasel would cause trouble later.

Anyway, Volar turned out to be much more of a force for chaos than I had previously expected, but I think I can stand against it. Living the life of my father is harder than I would have thought, but I see the good in the system, and the code.

The rest of the party was pretty much what I expected, but once I found out that Shigeto was only posing as a Lion, and had never held any honourable position in the clan, I knew what had to be done. So for me, Buka was a detour, the false Matsu was the one who really needed to be killed.

Verick

Afterword: Oooh, I almost forgot, that painting of Mir was something else. A fine imagination at work. As an homage to my previous life, I had to see that it wasn't lost. So I sent it, with a note, to someone in a position to make sure it was kept safe, and was appreciated....

V.
 
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Well, no way to know Buka would come back to haunt the group. And the group has let people go in the past and not come to regret it. but alot came together for this encounter., including the group splitting up so when the punks got lucky they actually could kidnap Mir.

More chaos to come, though.:)
 

The group arrived in Ryoko Owari bright and early, and spoiling for a fight. Mir was still in a bad mood over being kidnapped and the samurai had not really been presented with a challenge by the guards. The Strong Arm Firemen had a reputation for being tough. While under the rule of the Scorpion Clan, Ryoko Owari had long ago disbanded the official firefighting organization. Local groups had popped up to take over this vital job, and over the years they not only became involved in less legal activities, but they often had to fight each other to maintain their ‘turf’.

When the group arrived at the HQ of the Strong Arm Firemen there were already a good number of people waiting in the area to watch the fight. No small number of those wore the red kimono of the Fire Eaters. Despite the public nature of the challenge, the purple plumes of the Thunderguard were notable by their absence.

When the group has dismounted and walked over to a spot across the street from the HQ of the Firemen. They were not left waiting long, either. ‘Matsu’ Shigeto marched out, with six tough looking guards in partial armor. Also with him were two unarmed, unarmored men, one with the red cloth of the Strong Arm Firemen, the other dressed in loose blue pants, a mask obscuring his face. Water themed tattoos decorated his entire upper body.

“You should have accepted my deal, Verick-san!” Shigeto yelled out “I tried to be reasonable but you just wouldn’t listen! It’s a sad day when Lion must fight Lion, but you have brought it on yourself and I…”

“Shut up and fight!” Verick cut him off, charging the mass of Strong Arm Firemen, his katana slashing at the startled Shigeto but missing.

Volar sighed as he watched this and Toshiro looked over “Weren’t we going to let them come to us?”

But Shigeto’s long-winded pomposity had overcome Verick’s patience and the battle was on. Kaz and Toshiro had to run forward to keep Verick from being totally surrounded. The Fireman Shugenja summoned an earth elemental, which Mindra countered with a Dire Ape of his own. As savage animal clashed with moving earth and stone, the blue clad Shugenja uttered a spell and smashed his foot against the ground, a shockwave spreading, rippling under the group though only Toshiro actually fell down.

Kaz hacked his way determinedly to Verick but was stopped short and surrounded by four of the firemen and attacked from all sides. By the time Toshiro rose, the other two firemen were on him, and one of their heavy swords staggered Toshiro with a critical blow.

Verick took a hit from the faux Lion and was forced to retreat to Mir for healing while Mindra covered his strategic repositioning by rocking Shigeto with an Ancestral Vengeance. Hasted now, Volar blurred into action. An ice dome was slapped down over the Fireman Shugenja and one of the thugs next to Toshiro. Then a Stinking Cloud billowed up from the ground, overwhelming the other fireman thug on Toshiro and barely missing the burly Crab. Though the effect was unintended, it also cleared out an area of the crowd watching, as some collapsed and more run from the mist’s stench.

Stone and earth flew through the air as the giant ape gouged his claws into the elemental. But he was suffering as well, the hammer like blows of those stony fists leaving the ape’s face bloody, one eye swollen shut. Mir’s sleep spell on the firemen around Kaz failed. Shigeto chased Verick but the Lion Cub whirled suddenly, catching Shigeto perfectly and flashing through his throat, blood spurting through the air. But a chanting near Shigeto preceded his wounds healing, even as Mindra healed Verick’s wounds.

Mir prepared her familiar with a silence and invisibility purge and sicced Thrush on the invisible Shugenja, ready for him this time.

The Fireman Shugenja freed himself from the dome of ice easily, burning through it with sheets of flame from his hands. The revolting stink of the cloud in the area didn’t overcome him but he did have to circle around the HQ, removing himself from the battle for several crucial seconds.

“Isn’t that kind of strange? Firemen that have a Fire Shugenja working for them?” Toshiro commented while hacking down one of the firemen around him.

“Maybe...he...started the fires...they stop! Now fight!” Kaz replied from 20 feet away, ducking under a slash from one of the four men around him, and then coming up with a drawing stroke that opened up the firemen directly in front of him.

A Hold Person from Mir stopped another of the men around Kaz, while her Thrush flew back and forth over the battlefield, now and then pausing as the tattooed shugenja popped into view, forcing to run to another spot to go invisible again. And always he returned to Shigeto to heal him up.

One after another, Kaz fought his way through the firemen around him, until they were all dead. Though he didn’t have a chance to join up with Toshiro. The Fire Shugenja had appeared around the corner of the HQ and immediately summoned another Earth Elemental to hammer Kaz. The Dire Ape and Earth Elemental pounded away on each other, until finally a rending slash of the Ape’s claws ripping the stone creature into gravel. Then a bolt of electricity crackled over the area, striking down the ape as well as the last thug fighting against Toshiro. Volar wasn’t always so careful with spells when the ally was a summoned beast.

The tide had turned against Shigeto though, and it went even worse when Volar turned Verick invisible. Toshiro circle around to cut off Shigeto if he tried to flee while Verick invisibly tormented the fake Lion with fast strikes and retreats. Kaz was slugging it out with the Stone elemental and holding his own, but that could not last. The invisible Shugenja chanted a spell and Kaz suddenly felt his thoughts racing, his intelligence growing by leaps and bounds. Ideas and concepts that hade given him trouble for years were suddenly so clear. The fact he barely had the strength to lift his sword didn’t seem all that significant.

As soon as Kaz said “This is a truly astounding turn of events.” Volar and Mindra knew something was wrong, and Mindra went to help the Crab, who was now having no trouble anticipating the rock creatures clumsy attacks. It was in hurting the creature that he was coming up short.

Driven to distraction by Verick’s sneaky attacks, Shigeto finally turned on the only target he could see. “Come out and face me like a samurai! Don’t hide yourself like a coward!” Shigeto shouted out before missing an attack on Mir, an unarmed, unarmored girl. A brave man indeed. Shigeto didn’t last long after that, Verick’s precise strikes cutting down the fake Lion while Volar cast a web that cut off the two Shugenja from the battle. Wisely, the two fled, leaving the battlefield to the group.
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Only now were the Thunderguards showing up on the scene. No doubt, the position of guard in Ryoko Owari appealed to the cautious type of man who was most interested in living to collect that pension. Toshiro, Kaz and Verick all made their statements to the Thunderguards, all referring to Shigeto’s previous clumsy attempt on their lives and describing what happened in the battle. Once the statements were done, the Thrush that had been perched on Verick’s shoulder flew away and before everyone present Verick suddenly vanished, as he passed out of the area of the thrush’s invisibility purge.

The Headquarters of the Strong Arm Firemen was a three level building and while others distracted the guards, Verick snuck into the building for a look around. The first floor was pretty plain, a large common area with postings of what businesses were in good standing and what businesses should not be protected. Predictably enough, very few businesses were on the unprotected list. The upper floor led Verick to a strongly bolted door. But first Verick took a moment to search Shigeto’s personal rooms, finding a secret compartment containing the manual ‘Dueling Secrets of the Crane’ as well as a stash of gold.

Verick managed to pick the lock to the heavily reinforced door and inside he found boxes of gold. Boxes and boxes of gold. Far more than he could possibly remove himself, even if he wished to. But his escape was soon blocked by Thunderguards moving in to take possession of the building.

Two guards were immediately posted to the strong room door while others spread out through the area. Under the guise of searching for the invisible Shugenja, the others in the group managed to bully their way inside. The Thunderguard rank and file were not samurai and were reluctant to try to face down Toshiro. While Mindra, Toshiro and Kaz went up to the top level to search, Mir and Volar managed to create a distraction while looking around. Enough for Verick to slip out without being caught. The guards did notice the door move, but Mir and Volar were quick to bring up the idea the place might be haunted, as well as a reminder of the other invisible people. This went well enough until a voice was heard downstairs “What the hell is going on around here? Why is this area not secured?”

Stomping up the stairs was a Thunderguard in full armor and insignia. His glare snapped the guards back to attention at their posts and then he turned his attention to Volar and Mir. The conversation did not go well. At first he wanted them out of the building NOW. But once they started suggesting they didn’t trust the Thunderguard not to steal from the place, the man grew very calm indeed. His hand resting lightly on the hilt of his katana as he stated ‘I am Shinjo Dairu, Commander of the Thunderguard. You will tell me who you are. NOW.”

The icy anger of his reaction surprised Volar and Mir a little. They had always been careful in the past not to get into this situation with a samurai. Luckily in this case, Dairu knew they were with Toshiro, once they introduced themselves. Giving orders to the guards to make sure the elf and the woman did not leave, Dairu stalked upstairs to find Toshiro.

He found Toshiro checking out a hatch on the ceiling “I think someone just went up this way.” He commented before Dairu grabbed his attention.

The conversation was blunt and to the point. This time, because Toshiro’s ‘friends’ were strangers, Dairu would give them a pass. But Toshiro had better let his friends know if they again failed to show him respect, he would simply kill them. Toshiro did bring up his own troubles and concerns with the guards, but more carefully and Dairu did at least listen to him. Dairu said he would look into it, but reminded Toshiro to talk to his friends. It may very well save their lives.
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Outside, it was some time before Verick rejoined the group. He had run far from the scene before the invisibility ran out. Then with more natural stealth and cunning, he had donated the gold stolen to a local orphanage.

Kaz was ready to talk to the rest. With a gleam in his eyes Kaz said happily ‘I’ve got it! I know exactly where Kurocha must be hiding. Remember, he’s the reason why we are here. I’ve been thinking about it and I have a good guess what he’s even hiding. And where! It’s all so simply, I can’t believe I didn’t see it before. It’s…um...” Kaz got a puzzled look on his face then sighed, “Damn I need a drink. What was I saying? It’s all…blurry.” The spell that switched Kaz’s strength and intellect had worn off at just the wrong time.

Volar and Mir weren’t happy with the encounter with Dairu. “Looking into it probably just means it’ll be forgotten.”

“I doubt it.” Toshiro chimed in “It’s like any close group. Against all outsiders you stand up for your own. But I’ll bet behind the scenes heads will roll.”

Before the group could leave the area, three Thunderguards approached them. The lead introduced himself “Hello, I’m Shinjo Toru. These two guards are under my command. We’re going to be your guides while you are in the city. I know you’ve had some troubles previously. Don’t worry about it. I’m Shinjo Dairu-sama’s nephew. You can trust me.”

That didn’t encourage everyone but it was a good as they were going to get. By then it was lunch time and after a brief stop for noodles and sake, the group was ready. They had only one clue left they thought was worth chasing. The torturer had said Kurocha was related to a Shosuro from the past, who was now a ghost in an older temple to Shosuro. They had nothing to lose checking this out…

Next! Ninja Cadets and Ghosts!
 

Daikoku’s Shadow was easy to find. The Temple complex for Ryoko Owari was dominated by the golden
Temple to Daikoku, the Fortune of Wealth. Rokugan might be the land of a Thousand Gods, but in Ryoko Owari the only god is money and they are upfront about that. That the Scorpion had founded and for centuries ruled the city was also obvious in the temple complex, with a large temple to Bayushi, the Kami who founded the Scorpion Clan as well as two temples to Shosuro, founder of the sneakiest family in the Empire.

The group was looking for the older Temple of Shosuro though. According to the guards, the temple was haunted by the spirit of a Shosuro samurai who had committed seppuku at the Temple years ago when accused of betraying the Scorpion Clan. He had insisted until the end that he was innocent, and he would not rest until the true traitor was found. Since then his spirit had haunted the temple. Finally a second temple was built, and now only a few old monks are left maintaining the older temple.

Toshiro asked the Thunderguards to wait just outside the temple grounds while the others went inside. Just keep an eye out for anyone trying to sneak out of the temple ground. Toshiro and friends would handle the rest.

It wasn’t quite that simple though. The grounds of the old Temple of Shosuro were overgrown, the paths only partially clear thanks to all over overgrown plants and vines. Large oak trees lined the paths. There were some signs that work was done occasionally to keep the weeds in check, but they were slowly losing the war with the weeds.

Focused on the vine-covered temple, the group was taken off guard by a sudden volley of arrows from the trees on either side. Only Mindra and Mir were struck, Mir suddenly feeling dizzy as the poison took effect, weakening her. Once the ambushers hiding places were revealed the group could see the ninja up in the trees, figures in the obvious black pajamas, only half hidden now by carefully prepared blinds.

The samurai moved quickly, wasting no time as…they ran away, racing toward the temple and getting out of the crossfire, then pausing to fire arrows back at the ninja. Left on their own, Mindra, Mir and Volar were surprised by the sudden retreat. No more surprised than the ninja, though. Half the ninja kept firing arrows as the other half dropped from the trees, kama and swords drawn. Except for one hapless figure in black pajamas who fell with a graceless thump. There was a *poof* of something breaking and he was left coughing and blinded.

The fight simply deteriorated from there. Mir cast a Hold Person on another ninja still in a tree and he fell out, landing with a painful sounding CRACK. Verick charged forward to engage those ninja who can come to the ground while Mindra ‘Held’ another of the robed figures. Kaz and Toshiro fired volleys of arrows that killed to more and finally wanting, to find out what this was all about, Mir managed to ‘Charm’ one.

With the group firmly in control, a whistling sound was suddenly heard and arrows flew from another concealed spot, killing the Charmed ninja then the one frozen by Mindra’s spell, as two others fled quickly, fading away stealthily.
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“What the hell was that all about?” Toshiro growled as the attackers fled.

Poking around the bodies left behind, Volar shook his head “Their equipment is nothing special. Average bows. Arrows. Eggshell bombs that burst apart far to easily. Not a single item is finely made, let alone magical.”

“There was something different about the guy firing the arrows at the end as well.” Verick called out from near the gate ‘I tried chasing him down but he vanished. Some type of dark gray ninja outfit. He made sure we didn’t get any prisoners.”

“Pretty sad ninja. I’m insulted if this is the best they could send against us.” Mir frowned.

“I don’t think they were sent against us. How could they know we were coming here? They must have been waiting here on whoever came along and we were simply the lucky ones…” Volar said thoughtfully.

Pressing on, the ground found the entrance to the temple. A rectangle of yellow paper was hanging over the entrance, red ink spelling out some type of magic Volar could identify as abjuration. Some type of warding. Verick checked the entrance cautiously and was finally satisfied that the warding was not against anything physical. The temple was silent and rundown. The inner courtyard was overgrown with ivy and now and then the singing of birds could be heard in the rafters overhead.

Off to one side three elderly monks were found, tied up and gagged securely. And close by was one other prisoner. Bound hand and foot. From the look on his face he had died in agonizing pain, but there was no mark left on his body. Toshiro quickly helped the bound monks. And as the first was ungagged he was able to confirm their worst suspicions. The dead man was the one they had been looking for. Kurocha.

[DM Note: So hard to get back writing after a break. So bear with me on this. There’s plenty of action still to come. Secrets to be revealed, death, destruction and the start of trouble that would haunt the group for months to come!]
 


Ancalagon said:
You mean the man they spent so long looking for is dead! Ah dang...

Funny how things work out. If by coincidence certain attacks had not delayed the PC's for over a day while they dealt with those situations (Kidnapping, Buka, Firemen) they might have arrived in time.

Keep writing, and we will keep reading :D
More onm the way a little later.;)
 

The group freed the aged monks and made sure they were ok before they started to search. Toshiro, Kaz and Verick started looking around the area for any clues while Mir got the monk’s story. They were all retired Shosuro samurai, far past their fighting days, and now spending their last few years studying the way of Shinsei and caring for the old Temple of Shosuro. The ghost haunting the temple had not helped them, and they believe the wards were placed specifically to stop it from interfering.

Kurocha had come to them for help in hiding and as he was a former Shosuro, they felt it was their obligation to do so without asking questions. He had been giving a room to use while he waited. They didn’t know exactly who had invaded the temple. Whoever it was, they were very stealthy. None of the monks had known anything was wrong until each felt a blade at his throat and were blind folded before being bound. Someone was being very careful.

Kurocha did resist his questioning under physical duress magnificently. Far from being silent his stories grew more and more elaborate as the questioning went on. If everything he claimed was to be believed, he was working for not only the deceased Emperor, but also the Champions of the Scorpion and Unicorn clans as well.

“His final words were a haiku.” Explained one of the monks.

Secrets are Precious
Twelve Jewels for Twelve Hours
All Lost in Mire


“He was a true Shosuro and Scorpion. He’ll surely be reborn as a samurai.” The monk finished.

The group pondered exactly what that meant for a time before Volar took Mindra and Mir aside to plot. He had an idea but it required Mindra to prepare a certain spell the next morning. And for the samurai and monks to give them a little time alone with the body. Mir explained it as a foreign ritual for contacting the spirits of an area. The monks agreed, though after it was done they wished to see the body was properly treated. Verick was more suspicious of what they might be up to but wasn’t troubled over it so he kept his suspicions to himself.
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The group slept over in the temple that night, finishing their healing up from the damage inflicted by the ninja cadets, save for the weakness still afflicting Mir from that poison. The next morning, Mindra worked up some questions with Volar and Mir, then he began his chanting. Low grunts and high pitched monkey shrieks rising to a crescendo when the spell partially animated the dead body of Kurocha.

“What would you ask of me…” the corpse hissed softly.

“What were you going to give the person who..gave you this pass phrase…ASIDE from the return code phrase?” Mindra asked, almost stumbling over the phrasing.

“Jewels holding information.” The corpse moaned quietly.

“Who killed you?” Mindra went on, to the point.

“The Golden Scorpion.” Kurocha’s dead voice intoned, then the corpse went still once again.
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Toshiro and Kaz had heard of the Golden Scorpion, an honorable samurai with a fierce reputation as a fighter. A Bayushi born of a political marriage between samurai of the Lion and Scorpion clans. The toughest challenge they’ve encountered since coming to Ryoko Owari.

The group wasn’t exactly certain where to find the jewels, though. They agreed twelve jewels almost certainly referred to one of Agnar Glitterune’s golden clocks. Volar and Verick thought ‘mire’ could easily refer to the district outside the city walls where the Eta lived, but others weren’t so sure. Finally they decided to cast their Fortune Coins and use the augery from that. The question: “Will going to Agnar’s place first give a good result in finding what Kurocha has hidden?” The coins were cast and the magic activated. The answer was clear. ‘Weal and Woe’. Good and bad.

‘Well, at least going there first will help a little. We’ll deal with the rest later.” Toshiro decided.
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Agnar was perfectly pleased to see the group again, inviting them in for tea and breakfast. Certainly his clocks do often have hidden compartments. It’s Ryoko Owari, City of Secrets. Even unimportant people have secrets and hidden compartments and doors are popular. Agnar did reluctantly confirm he had sold Itoshi, the Eta torturer, a clock with such a compartment. Though he was clear.

“I’m only telling you this because I’m sorry about Kurocha’s death and I hope you can avenge him. Itoshi is on the lower scale even of the Eta. Someone of his class owning such an item would be frowned upon by local samurai. So please don’t tell anyone else.” Agnar cautioned.
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The group passed through the Smoking Gate, the stale smoke from the nightly opium addicts lingering in the air still. Verick decided to wait back at the gate and keep watch to make sure no one followed the group to Itoshi’s. The group walked on through the neat, clean, but otherwise utterly non-descript village where the Eta lived. It was very quiet indeed, most no doubt already gone to their daily duties. Kaz and Toshiro decided to wait outside with their Thunderguard 'escort' as Volar, Mir, Mindra and Yukiyo went in to speak with Itoshi. Surprisingly, the emaciated torturer was still at home.

Though somewhat surprised, Itoshi finally invited them inside. He offered tea and after a glance over Volar’s woodsy green outfit, and the flowers in his hair, wondered if the elf would prefer flowers for his morning brunch? His offers were politely refused. Itoshi was unable to help the group though. He very hesitantly admitted he did have such a clock. But he didn’t use the compartment. And certainly Kurocha would not have known about it.
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Meanwhile, back at the Smoking Gate, Verick suddenly had a thought. Kurocha was tortured for information, by an expect. Someone who barely left a mark. What if it was Itoshi? Then the others had walked into a trap! The bored guards at the gate looked on as Verick suddenly took off, pushing his horse quickly into a gallop as he tried desperately to get to his friends before the trouble started.
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As Itoshi answered their questions in his halting way of speaking, Volar was growing suspicious. Last time, Itoshi had not been taken in by his nancing elf outfit. Volar chatted for a moment with Mir and elvish and noticed Itoshi seemed to be listening in on the conversation, though previously he had not known Elvish.

His suspicions growing, Volar started to guide the conversation to their previous visit, intentionally asking about things they had spoken of previously without giving away what the actual topic had been. Putting the increasing anxious torturer more on the spot with questions he could not seem to answer. Until finally Itoshi stood and aside clearly “My, it’s a sunny day out.”

In a flash, the door to the back was yanked open. Arrows flew fast, two of them hitting Mindra, who felt the poison searing through his blood, weakening him. Volar was hit by an arrow as well, and then silence fell over the entire room as a shugenja in full armor bearing the colors of the Scorpion clan, cast silence on a small statue and tossed it into the room. Last of all, a monk in Scorpion red and black, tumbled into the room, her long black hair flowing to follow her moves, a fast kick rocking Mir before she could react.

To escape the area of silence, Volar and Mindra retreated immediately out the door as Yukiyo picked up the statue and tried tossing it back across the room. Then Yukiyo retreated as well. Face to face with the monk, Mir tried to focus her thoughts. But she wasn’t fast enough. Concentrating intensely, the monk struck Mir between the eyes, stunning her with the first blow. Then she followed up with a vicious kick to Mir’s body, half doubling over the young Aasimar before she finished by wrapping her forearms on either side of Mir’s neck. There was a sickening *CRACK* as she twisted, then released to allow Mir’s body to fall limp to the floor.
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Outside, Toshiro and Kaz were drawing their katana as Mir’s thrush familiar chattered frantically “Mir’s in trouble, you have to hurry Mir’s in trouble you have..tweet! Tweetweet! Tweeeeet!”

“That can’t be a good sign.” Volar thought grimly.

[GM Note: Considerable bad luck and planning there. Everyone else took their action to retreat, leaving Mir alone in the room. Mir refocused in the hope she’d be going before the ambushers the next round, but the monk was still faster. Add in the group forgetting to heal the Con damage from the poison in the Ninja Cadet ambush. And I rolled very well for damage. Ouch.]
 
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Notes from Mir

Its so very dark, but peacefull. I sense the Oak Father is close. If I only knew what to do or where to go. Is that a light I see in the distance.
 

Into the Woods

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