[x] Refer to it, but at one remove.
- [x] "My Lord... I believe that my Lord Yasuki Goro has some information that addresses that point. You might wish to take it privately."
Courtier Roll: 5k3=29
You consider simply telling the Dragon Daimyo what you know, but with so many other people in the room that may not be the best idea. At the very least you should give Kitsuki Ryojiro the opportunity to compose himself and have some more control over the situation. This is the head of a Great Clan Family, and he deserves your respect.
However, there will be no better time than now to tell the man this. If you delay, he may demand to know why he wasn't informed sooner. The only thing that would keep him from asking that question for the last few days would be the difficulty of arranging a private meeting. But right here, right now, after what has happened that reasoning will no longer have weight.
There is no other time than now.
"My Lord..." you begin, choosing your words with great care. I believe that my Lord Yasuki Goro has some information that addresses that point. You might wish to take it privately."
Kitsuki Ryojiro turns, his posture so stiff that it is almost like a puppet being operated by a man behind a screen. He looks at you with wide eyes, the dark grey like a tempest smashing into the world. For a brief moment you cannot move, cannot even breathe, as this man looks past all your layers and sees deeply into everything that makes you what you are. No secrets are hidden from his sight.
And then he relaxes, his shoulders losing their rigidity. Kitsuki Ryojiro sighs and returns to his seat, suddenly looking very tired. But when he glances up at you again, he is smiling. The expression of honest affection takes you aback compared to the man's earlier anger, and you have to keep your shock from showing on your face as the Dragon Daimyo speaks.
"Hiruma-san," he says softly. "I appreciate what you are trying to do."
You blink. "Kitsuki-sama? I'm not sure I understand."
"You are trying to give me privacy to share what you believe to be sensitive information," he says, waving a hand at the others in the room. "And I thank you for that. You are a good man." He leans in close, and when he speaks his voice is sharp like drawn steel. "But if you know something about the threats plaguing the lands given to me for protection by my Clan and the Emperor himself, then you should reveal them to me right now."
You keep yourself from flinching, but it is a near thing. The maelstrom behind the Dragon Daimyo's gaze has not lessened, exactly, merely focused itself. What was once anger without a target has now become one with a goal. You do not believe it is aimed at you and your Lord… But you're certainly not as far away from it as you'd like to be.
There will be no delays with this man, no hiding. You can see that now, and know that if you try to stall then the appreciation the Daimyo has for you will vanish like smoke in the wind. For the sake of your mission, and perhaps even your very well being, that cannot be allowed.
"On the way here we received word about the bandits formed by the remnants of Moto Shinichiro's army, Kitsuki-sama," you say. "And learned about the one who is leading them. It is…" You take a deep breath. "They are being led by a copy of Moto Shinichiro himself. A semblance of the Great Traitor yet lives, born from the Egg of P'an Ku."
Kitsuki Ryojiro goes completely still. He looks to the side, hiding his gaze. No one talks, as if the whole world is holding its breath. You find yourself sweating as if you wait for the man's response, no matter the chill breeze blowing in from the window. The silence is smothering, like a blanket around your face, and you have to keep from fidgeting in your seat beneath the pressure of it all.
"I see," he says at last, his voice completely emotionless. "And how do you know this?"
"I met a Unicorn Samurai by the name of Shinjo Wanli in Dragonfly lands," you answer. "She comes bearing a message for you, wishing to give aid. My delegation was moving more swiftly through to Dragon Lands, however, and though she wished to keep this secret entrusted me with her message to bring to you when there was a private moment to inform you."
"Interesting," he says, his voice still without tone or inflection. "I will have her brought up to Shiro Kitsuki, and call for your Lord so that I may speak with him. There will be much to discuss." He motions at you with a hand. "Thank you for bringing this to my attention, Hiruma-san. I wish you a good day."
The dismissal is obvious, and you accept it gratefully. You stand and bow, as do your companions. Asako Akio, as well, rises to his feet. The Elemental Master follows you. Stepping out into the hall feels like a great weight has been lifted from your shoulders. The door behind you closes with all the finality of a funeral gong, and as you walk away you know that the world has changed.
"I thank you as well, Hiruma-san," Asako Akio whispers as you all make your way to the stairs. "I had feared something of the man I called friend remained in some form… Well, I suppose we shall deal with that when we come to it."
He walks ahead of you, taking the stairs briskly. You follow after, and you cannot shake the feeling you have just kicked off a pebble atop a mountain. The avalanche is building, rolling down with terrible strength and fury as events go into motion like a surging tide that cannot be stopped.
Now if only you knew whether or not you were riding atop that wave, or standing in front of it.
[] Report to Yasuki Goro.
[] Speak with Asako Akio.
[] Speak with your companions.
[] Write in.