Glory of the Emerald Empire (Legend of the 5 Rings Quest)
- Thread starter Winged Knight
- Start date
- Fantasy
EtchedSteel
*mumble mumble*
- Location
- Lima. Peru
[x] Just go for the adorable squid who's so small it fits on a finger's bandwagon.
3.78
Winged Knight
Still just a crazy man with a wolf on his head
- Location
- Texas
[x] Sirrocco
A thought strikes you as you consider Himawari's explanation. You've not thought on it too much for… various reasons, but the fire you unleashed weeks ago is still a mystery you've not unraveled. Perhaps Himawari's skills might grant you further clarity on this issue? It is certainly worth attempting.
Now all you have to do is broach the topic to her in such a way that you don't divulge the secrets you've been asked to keep, while at the same time avoid lying. It seems a fine line to walk, accomplishing your goal while still maintaining honor. It should not be too troublesome so long as you don't say anything specific, right?
"What a fascinating ability, Kitsu-san," you say. "Truly the Lion Clan has been blessed to hold such wondrous powers."
"You are too kind, Hiruma-san," Himawari says, bowing her head slightly. "We of the Kitsu are but humble servants of the Clan and Empire, providing what assistance we may with the skills available to us."
"I... I apologize," you begin, choosing your words carefully. It is best to be polite, but you also cannot afford to reveal too much. "You must get requests like this constantly, but I have had a number of experiences that seem to be of a spiritual sort that have left me uncertain and confused, and any insight would be valuable. Could you possibly look at my links and tell me what you see?"
"It's no trouble at all, Hiruma-san," Himawari replies, giving you a smile. "Please be still, and I will begin."
Himawari shifts where she sits to face you properly, and then closes her eyes. She stays that way for several seconds, focusing inward upon herself as she meditates. You stay silent as she does so, not wishing to disturb her. This technique apparently requires a lot of focus, and you don't wish to be rude.
You only just keep from jumping up in alarm when Himawari's eyes snap open, a soft glow behind them. The air… tingles, as she looks at you. There really is no other way to describe it. You feel a feathery soft sensation against your skin, making your hair stand on end. You resist the urge to fidget in your seat. It's almost as if you're standing right where a lightning bolt is set to crash into the earth, the air crackling with power waiting to be unleashed.
"You have been blessed with strength and size," she says softly, almost completely without tone or emotion. "But these are merely physical, simply a passage of gifts through the blood of those who came before you. But there is more… I sense a great weight, insubstantial yet vast, within the depths of your soul. It defies observation, hidden deep inside you. I cannot make it out."
Well, that's certainly not very clear. You had hoped that perhaps you might gain some solid answers, but it seems all you have are cryptic hints. Such is just the way of your life, you suppose. Still, it's still more than you had before and certainly something to build upon.
"And there is a connection to someone else," she continues, frowning. "A link to one who lives within this mortal world. They desire you... Desire you with such passion as to burn the world to ash if they must in order to have you." Himawari looks you in the eye. "Beware them, Samurai, for their attentions will bring you little joy."
"Do you…" you begin, swallowing to clear your throat. "Do you know who they might be?"
"I do not," Himawari responds. "I only know that you are connected to someone, and that it is poor fortune that you are." The shine fades from her eyes, and the Lion Samurai takes a deep breath. When she speaks again, her voice is normal. "I'm afraid that is all I could see, Hiruma-san. I am sorry if it did not provide you with the answers you seek."
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A thought strikes you as you consider Himawari's explanation. You've not thought on it too much for… various reasons, but the fire you unleashed weeks ago is still a mystery you've not unraveled. Perhaps Himawari's skills might grant you further clarity on this issue? It is certainly worth attempting.
Now all you have to do is broach the topic to her in such a way that you don't divulge the secrets you've been asked to keep, while at the same time avoid lying. It seems a fine line to walk, accomplishing your goal while still maintaining honor. It should not be too troublesome so long as you don't say anything specific, right?
"What a fascinating ability, Kitsu-san," you say. "Truly the Lion Clan has been blessed to hold such wondrous powers."
"You are too kind, Hiruma-san," Himawari says, bowing her head slightly. "We of the Kitsu are but humble servants of the Clan and Empire, providing what assistance we may with the skills available to us."
"I... I apologize," you begin, choosing your words carefully. It is best to be polite, but you also cannot afford to reveal too much. "You must get requests like this constantly, but I have had a number of experiences that seem to be of a spiritual sort that have left me uncertain and confused, and any insight would be valuable. Could you possibly look at my links and tell me what you see?"
"It's no trouble at all, Hiruma-san," Himawari replies, giving you a smile. "Please be still, and I will begin."
Himawari shifts where she sits to face you properly, and then closes her eyes. She stays that way for several seconds, focusing inward upon herself as she meditates. You stay silent as she does so, not wishing to disturb her. This technique apparently requires a lot of focus, and you don't wish to be rude.
You only just keep from jumping up in alarm when Himawari's eyes snap open, a soft glow behind them. The air… tingles, as she looks at you. There really is no other way to describe it. You feel a feathery soft sensation against your skin, making your hair stand on end. You resist the urge to fidget in your seat. It's almost as if you're standing right where a lightning bolt is set to crash into the earth, the air crackling with power waiting to be unleashed.
"You have been blessed with strength and size," she says softly, almost completely without tone or emotion. "But these are merely physical, simply a passage of gifts through the blood of those who came before you. But there is more… I sense a great weight, insubstantial yet vast, within the depths of your soul. It defies observation, hidden deep inside you. I cannot make it out."
Well, that's certainly not very clear. You had hoped that perhaps you might gain some solid answers, but it seems all you have are cryptic hints. Such is just the way of your life, you suppose. Still, it's still more than you had before and certainly something to build upon.
"And there is a connection to someone else," she continues, frowning. "A link to one who lives within this mortal world. They desire you... Desire you with such passion as to burn the world to ash if they must in order to have you." Himawari looks you in the eye. "Beware them, Samurai, for their attentions will bring you little joy."
"Do you…" you begin, swallowing to clear your throat. "Do you know who they might be?"
"I do not," Himawari responds. "I only know that you are connected to someone, and that it is poor fortune that you are." The shine fades from her eyes, and the Lion Samurai takes a deep breath. When she speaks again, her voice is normal. "I'm afraid that is all I could see, Hiruma-san. I am sorry if it did not provide you with the answers you seek."
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[] Suggest leaving the temple and explore elsewhere.
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[x] "You have provided what I asked, I would be rude indeed to complain about it. If it was not quite what I expected that is more to my inexperience than any failing on your part Kitsu-san
Bow
"Thank you."
Wait a moment.
"I have monopolized your attention with my own thoughts, please Kitsu-san, if there are question you wish to ask or things you wish to do, please do not hesitate on my account."
Bow
"Thank you."
Wait a moment.
"I have monopolized your attention with my own thoughts, please Kitsu-san, if there are question you wish to ask or things you wish to do, please do not hesitate on my account."
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Ridiculously Average Guy
I'm you, but stronger
- Location
-
[X] Gman
yay, he know knows about the Yandere IC.
yay, he know knows about the Yandere IC.
- Location
- Iceland
[X]gman391
- Pronouns
- She/Her
[X]gman391
EtchedSteel
*mumble mumble*
- Location
- Lima. Peru
[X]gman391
Let's go with this.
Hmmm... we gained no new info, but at least now we know something's there IC. Or at least, there's some suspiction of it.
Let's go with this.
Hmmm... we gained no new info, but at least now we know something's there IC. Or at least, there's some suspiction of it.
3.79
Winged Knight
Still just a crazy man with a wolf on his head
- Location
- Texas
[x] Gman
"You have provided what I asked, I would be rude indeed to complain about it," you reply at once, speaking quickly. "If it was not quite what I expected that is more to my inexperience than any failing on your part Kitsu-san." You bow low in your seat. "Thank you."
"There is no need for thanks, Hiruma-san," Himawari says back, bowing to you. "It was my pleasure to provide you what aid I could."
For a time you both sit in silence, the gaze of the Thunders looking on. You shift yourself back toward the statues, observing them. They simply look like stone now, the strange sensations from earlier having vanished entirely. Out of the corner of your eye, you observe Himawari looking back up at them, bowing her head in respect.
Out of the corner of your other eye, you see Shirou is still praying. He's kept it up for several minutes by this point, though compared to the monks in the alcove that isn't an impressive feat. Almost you would believe that he has been deep in his meditations this entire time, completely engrossed in showing his deference to the Thunders.
Except his lips have quirked up slightly in the barest hint of a smile… He's been listening on to your entire conversation with Himawari, and apparently finds something amusing? You've no idea what that could possibly be, but Shirou is a strange fellow so it's likely something you wouldn't understand regardless if he told you.
In any event, it seems to you that you've taken up a great deal of Himawari's time. She has graciously allowed you this, but it would still be impolite to presume you have it without recompense of some nature. All scales must be kept in balance, lest harmony falter.
"I have monopolized your attention with my own thoughts," you say. "Please Kitsu-san, if there are question you wish to ask or things you wish to do, please do not hesitate on my account."
"How very generous of you, Hiruma-san," Himawari replies. "And please, do not trouble yourself. I was not bothered in the least. But s for something to do…" She pauses a moment, thinking. "It has been almost two hours since lunch, and I suppose some tea would not be remiss."
"Then let us get some tea," you say, standing. Your legs are stiff from sitting for so long, but you pay the sensation little heed. Himawari politely declines your hand to help her rise and instead stands on her own, brushing off her kimono.
"I think that sounds like a fine idea," Shirou says from behind you, already on his feet. He grins at you, "There's hardly ever a time not to drink tea."
"Ah, good monk! I did not realize you were with Hiruma-san," Himawari says, bowing to him. "I am Kitsu Himawari."
"My greeting, Kitsu-sama," Shirou replies as he bows back. "I am Shirou, monk of the Order of Osano-wo."
"It is my pleasure to meet you, Shirou-san," Himawari says as you all walk toward the entrance. "Have you been acquainted with Hiruma-san long?"
"Several months," he answers as you all pass by the monks in their alcoves, unmoved since you last saw them. "We have traveled quite a ways together."
You pass through the door and into the mid afternoon light. The air is clean outside of the smoky, incense filled confines of the temple, and you take a deep breath of it. The crisp gust of wind that blows past you is almost intoxicating in its freshness, sweet in a way you would not have imagined for simple air. You take a moment to revel in it, and then you continue on.
Instead of going further down the street, you make your way back toward the castle. The best teahouses would be near there to cater to the Samurai, both native and foreign, as they relax away from the confines of Shiro Kitsuki proper. This also has the added benefit of bringing you back closer to your Lord should he require your presence. It's been a few hours since you were granted leave, and it would be best if you were near when you must take up your duty again.
A small part of you hopes that you'll not be called forth to more courtly matters any time soon today, however. You would never shirk your obligations, of course, but that lunch had been intense beyond most anything you've experienced outside of pitched battle. It would be good if you could relax the rest of the day, take a chance to center yourself and get your bearings…
"Hiruma-san!" a cheery voice calls out from further up the street, taking you from your thoughts. You blink, and suddenly notice Mirumoto Hanabi running toward you. She's still clad in her armor, her step positively bouncing as she heads in your direction. "Hiruma-san, over here!"
"Greetings, Mirumoto-san," you say, making your way over to Hanabi. "It is a pleasure to see you again."
"I feel the same way, Hiruma-san!" Hanabi says cheerfully, gracing you with a wide smile. That expression falters when she sees Himawari, but she presses on ignoring the other woman. "Most of the official discussions between the diplomats are complete for the day, so I've been granted some leave." She moves closer. "Is there anything you wish to see in Shiro Kitsuki? I know all the best places to visit in the city!"
[] Mention you were going to get tea.
[] Write in.
"You have provided what I asked, I would be rude indeed to complain about it," you reply at once, speaking quickly. "If it was not quite what I expected that is more to my inexperience than any failing on your part Kitsu-san." You bow low in your seat. "Thank you."
"There is no need for thanks, Hiruma-san," Himawari says back, bowing to you. "It was my pleasure to provide you what aid I could."
For a time you both sit in silence, the gaze of the Thunders looking on. You shift yourself back toward the statues, observing them. They simply look like stone now, the strange sensations from earlier having vanished entirely. Out of the corner of your eye, you observe Himawari looking back up at them, bowing her head in respect.
Out of the corner of your other eye, you see Shirou is still praying. He's kept it up for several minutes by this point, though compared to the monks in the alcove that isn't an impressive feat. Almost you would believe that he has been deep in his meditations this entire time, completely engrossed in showing his deference to the Thunders.
Except his lips have quirked up slightly in the barest hint of a smile… He's been listening on to your entire conversation with Himawari, and apparently finds something amusing? You've no idea what that could possibly be, but Shirou is a strange fellow so it's likely something you wouldn't understand regardless if he told you.
In any event, it seems to you that you've taken up a great deal of Himawari's time. She has graciously allowed you this, but it would still be impolite to presume you have it without recompense of some nature. All scales must be kept in balance, lest harmony falter.
"I have monopolized your attention with my own thoughts," you say. "Please Kitsu-san, if there are question you wish to ask or things you wish to do, please do not hesitate on my account."
"How very generous of you, Hiruma-san," Himawari replies. "And please, do not trouble yourself. I was not bothered in the least. But s for something to do…" She pauses a moment, thinking. "It has been almost two hours since lunch, and I suppose some tea would not be remiss."
"Then let us get some tea," you say, standing. Your legs are stiff from sitting for so long, but you pay the sensation little heed. Himawari politely declines your hand to help her rise and instead stands on her own, brushing off her kimono.
"I think that sounds like a fine idea," Shirou says from behind you, already on his feet. He grins at you, "There's hardly ever a time not to drink tea."
"Ah, good monk! I did not realize you were with Hiruma-san," Himawari says, bowing to him. "I am Kitsu Himawari."
"My greeting, Kitsu-sama," Shirou replies as he bows back. "I am Shirou, monk of the Order of Osano-wo."
"It is my pleasure to meet you, Shirou-san," Himawari says as you all walk toward the entrance. "Have you been acquainted with Hiruma-san long?"
"Several months," he answers as you all pass by the monks in their alcoves, unmoved since you last saw them. "We have traveled quite a ways together."
You pass through the door and into the mid afternoon light. The air is clean outside of the smoky, incense filled confines of the temple, and you take a deep breath of it. The crisp gust of wind that blows past you is almost intoxicating in its freshness, sweet in a way you would not have imagined for simple air. You take a moment to revel in it, and then you continue on.
Instead of going further down the street, you make your way back toward the castle. The best teahouses would be near there to cater to the Samurai, both native and foreign, as they relax away from the confines of Shiro Kitsuki proper. This also has the added benefit of bringing you back closer to your Lord should he require your presence. It's been a few hours since you were granted leave, and it would be best if you were near when you must take up your duty again.
A small part of you hopes that you'll not be called forth to more courtly matters any time soon today, however. You would never shirk your obligations, of course, but that lunch had been intense beyond most anything you've experienced outside of pitched battle. It would be good if you could relax the rest of the day, take a chance to center yourself and get your bearings…
"Hiruma-san!" a cheery voice calls out from further up the street, taking you from your thoughts. You blink, and suddenly notice Mirumoto Hanabi running toward you. She's still clad in her armor, her step positively bouncing as she heads in your direction. "Hiruma-san, over here!"
"Greetings, Mirumoto-san," you say, making your way over to Hanabi. "It is a pleasure to see you again."
"I feel the same way, Hiruma-san!" Hanabi says cheerfully, gracing you with a wide smile. That expression falters when she sees Himawari, but she presses on ignoring the other woman. "Most of the official discussions between the diplomats are complete for the day, so I've been granted some leave." She moves closer. "Is there anything you wish to see in Shiro Kitsuki? I know all the best places to visit in the city!"
[] Mention you were going to get tea.
[] Write in.
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Orion Nexus
The Storm Soul
- Location
- South Carolina
[X] Mention you were going to get tea.
Should we invite her?
Should we invite her?
EtchedSteel
*mumble mumble*
- Location
- Lima. Peru
Oh boy, the kind of situations we get involved into.
In one hand, inviting her to come drink tea with us is basically... Well, there shouldn't be an issue on it, bit I'm not sure how Kitsu-san would take it. Not inviting her (or telling her where were going)...
I frankly don't know how Hanabi would react to that.
In one hand, inviting her to come drink tea with us is basically... Well, there shouldn't be an issue on it, bit I'm not sure how Kitsu-san would take it. Not inviting her (or telling her where were going)...
I frankly don't know how Hanabi would react to that.
She's stalking us.
mothematics
How wide is the concept of "you"?
- Location
- the bottom of a coffee cup
- Pronouns
- She/Her
[X] "Why, we were all headed for tea! Would you like to accompany us, and then we may further discuss the city's sights?"
NO REST FOR BEST CRAB
NO REST AT ALL
NO REST FOR BEST CRAB
NO REST AT ALL
EtchedSteel
*mumble mumble*
- Location
- Lima. Peru
[X] "Why, we were all headed for tea! Would you like to accompany us, and then we may further discuss the city's sights?"
I'm not liking this idea, but man... Can't think on anything else.
I'm not liking this idea, but man... Can't think on anything else.
Heh. We fear court more than fighting against the literal forces of evil.
Also, we are impressively clueless.
Also, we are impressively clueless.
mothematics
How wide is the concept of "you"?
- Location
- the bottom of a coffee cup
- Pronouns
- She/Her
Oh, clearly Mirumoto-san is just trying to make us comfortable by dressing like a Crab woman!
clearly