Enough people voted for Void Point expenditure with telling the partial truth that I decided to just allow it.
[x]Gman
-[x] Spend a Void Point.
Sincerity Roll: 5k4=23
You blink, so many thoughts going through your head at once. What had happened back in that cave? In all honesty, you are not entirely sure. You fought, you were hurt, you were trapped within a nightmare…
And then came the fire, and when the fire died so did Shasa.
Thought of the loss of your friend twists your guts like an icy claw. You remember the blood, the knife in her hand… Her smile, right before the end. That, more than anything, you will remember until the end of your days. She died for you, claiming use of powers your Clan has condemned for over one thousand years.
How much of that can you reveal? Honor demands you tell the truth, but what if that truth would cause more harm than good? Do you even properly remember those last few minutes? You were almost delirious with pain, and Shasa seemed little better. Who is to say whether or not what she told you was correct, or just lies brought upon her by those horrible visions?
You take a deep breath. You need to follow procedure. Tell the truth as you most clearly understand it, and then move on from there. Shasa may or may not have been Maho-tsukai, but more than anything she was your friend. That means something. It has to, elsewise her sacrifice might be tarnished by something you can't even be completely certain is real.
"The ogre was not the source of the kidnappings, and it told us of a cave where a Maho-Tsukai was and said that was the source," you answer, picking your words carefully. We checked it out, with the Ogre following."
"So that part is true, then," Yasuki Goro says, frowning. "Go on."
"There we saw a man named who was indeed a Bloodspeaker, he was using children at the behest of an Oni," you continue. "We fought, and the Bloodspeaker opened a portal to the Realm of Evil."
"He did what?" your superior asks, eyes shooting up in alarm. "Sosuke-san, are you certain of this?"
"Very certain, my Lord," you say. "Then the Oni forced us into a vision of our darkest nightmares. I saw the Empire fall, and myself broken... and something broke then. I don't remember anything but heat, fire and light. I used it to kill the Oni, and then before I collapsed forced the portal to weaken." You pause, the next words so painful to say. "Then... then Shasa-san gave her life to finish the task. How she did it I know not, but she did. After that?" You shrug. "Well, I ended up back here."
"You weakened it with fire you cannot remember," Yasuki Goro mutters. "And then Shasa-san sacrificed herself in order to close it…"
The courtier stood up, turning toward the window and clasping his arms behind his back. He gazed out into the morning light for some time, deep in thought. Yasuki Goro seems so stoic, like he has been carved from stone. But at the same time, he also appears… resigned? Calm? You are not certain. The man's expression is carefully controlled, and you can divine no true meaning from it.
"You have made a mistake in these events, Sosuke-san," Yasuki Goro says at last. "Are you aware of what it was?"
You wince. "I should have returned to you after I was certain the Ogre was not the culprit, and we could have made a new plan with the knowledge there was a Maho-tsukai in the area."
"Yes," he says. "You are correct. An ogre is one thing, but as soon as you believed a Maho-tsukai was involved you should have gathered the full strength of our caravan." He rests his hands on the window, still staring out. "The Bloodspeakers are not dumb beasts or brutish monsters, capable only of wielding club and blade. They hold dark powers, and must never be taken lightly. Doing so costs lives."
He doesn't say anything else, but you can read his meaning easily enough. You underestimated your opponent, and because of that Shasa died. The group followed your decisions, which makes the results of the expedition your responsibility. By most measurements, this means the victory can be laid at your feet.
But it also means the cost for that victory is a burden you must bear.
"I am sorry, my Lord," you say softly. "I have caused you trouble, and lessened your protection as a consequence."
"You have, but you have also ended this time of dead children. That is worth something," Yasuki Goro says before turning back to you. "We will be here for two more days so that you and Shirou may rest and recover. I have been composing letters, and will send them off today. This information must be told to only to a few select individuals. It would not do for it to spread wildly, though I fear details might escape no matter how much care we take."
Your superior nods to you, and then heads out the door. You are left alone in your room, aching and tired. Hunger still gnaws at you, as well, though it feels less now that you've been awake for a little while. You feel… numb, after that conversation. No, perhaps that it not the right word. You are just weary, still, in both soul and body.
The morning's light continues to shine into the room, bringing forth the day. You have many hours yet before it ends. What you do next is, as always, your own decision.
[] Go back to sleep.
[] Find some food.
[] Write in.