[x] gman
Intimidation Roll: 5k3=21
"I would not do that if I were you," you shout, stepping forward immediately. Shirou is but a step behind you, covering your flank. You loom over everyone, and place a hand on your tetsubo. "This is hardly the time or place for bloodshed."
"A Crab?" one of the Ronin asks, scratching his head. "What in the name of Heaven is a Crab doing this far north?"
The Ronin all shift, trying to keep their eyes on both you and the Unicorn Samurai they surrounded. She, meanwhile, drew her spear from her back. She didn't hold it in a guard position, however, instead slamming the butt of it into the ground and leaning upon it. She sways where she stands, and it's obvious she's having some trouble standing.
"Stay out of this, Samurai!" the lead man, the one who was thrown, calls out. "You've no business here! This is between us and the Unicorn!"
"I'm afraid it has become my business," you growl. You take another step closer, making the Ronin flinch. The tallest of them is a full head shorter than you, and you loom over them like a mountain. "I dislike seeing such uneven odds."
"You're honestly going to fight us over this?" he asks, eyes wide with incredulity. "She's Unicorn! The Dragon aren't going to care what happens to her, not after what they've done!"
The woman flinches at the man's words, almost stumbling backward and losing her balance. She grips her spear tighter and steadies herself, but for that brief moment before she regains her footing you see her eyes tighten with pain. She opens her mouth…
"The Dragon might not," you say before she can speak, stepping within arms reach of the man and looking down at him. "But the Dragonfly would, for this is their land and you are their guests, Ronin-san. Besides, how low is your pride as warriors that you need five of you to beat one Samurai?" You pause, then smile so wide it shows your teeth. "Well, two Samurai."
"And one monk," Shirou says, stepping up beside you and crossing his arms. The motion, perhaps not coincidentally, readily shows off his impressive musculature. "I will not stand by and watch such an unjust battle."
"She threw me out of the building!" the lead man cries. "I'm not the one in the wrong here!"
"You insulted my Clan," the Unicorn woman says, her words slurring. "Called us a bunch of Gaijin traitors. I'll not just let that go unanswered!"
"It seems to me," you say. "That for being so uncouth you deserved a little thrashing." You look him up and down. "You're fine. Take your friends and return to your drinks." You lean forward and whisper. "You don't want to push me on this. It will end very badly for you."
The Ronin scowls at you, his nostrils flaring. He lips tighten into a thin line, and for a moment you believe he is about to yell. Then, he blinks and looks from you to Shirou. His face pales a little, and you can see the fire die in his eyes. It seems what courage he has facing one opponent has died quickly when confronting much more even odds.
"Come on," he says to the others. "They're not worth dirtying our blades over."
The Ronin all head back into the sake house, grumbling and shooting you dirty looks. None take it further than that, however. They appear to have come to the same conclusion their leader did. With your involvement, what would have been a relatively simple fight suddenly becomes much more trouble than it is worth.
You look back to the Unicorn Samurai after making sure all the Ronin went back inside. She's still standing on wobbly knees, and you're fairly certain a stiff breeze will knock her over at this point. You're not sure how much she has drunk, but it is obviously more than she can handle.
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Sosuke has used a low skill, which is an act beneath one of his exalted standing as a Samurai. To resort to base intimidation is something to be eschewed under the precepts of Bushido, and at his current Honor Rank he loses 6 points of Honor.
However, he only used this skill in defense of someone whom he had no obligation to protect. As such, he gains 2 points of Honor for aiding a complete stranger by his own volition.