There is a knife at your neck. It is likely poisoned, and judging by reputation and the most likely outcome of prior events the person wielding it is probably both able and willing to kill you if given even the slightest cause. If Pale Oak really is a member of the Shosuro, then he won't hesitate to eliminate a threat to the Clan, and probably won't even feel all that bad about it afterwards. That is the role that his family have fulfilled for a hundred generations, after all, and the fact that the Scorpion Clan still exists stands as mute testament to their success.
Naoto's Etiquette/Willpower + Void + Honour: 6k3+4 = 39
And yet... you are not afraid. No proper samurai would show fear in the face of death regardless, but this is no matter of bravado or honour, for you have only a limited use for either. You simply... do not feel afraid. Your breathing is steady, your heartbeat even, your body still and your mind clear. Even now, a hair's breadth from death, you find you can still consider the matter objectively and weigh up all the possible implications and consequences of your answers. It is actually rather surprising, but you don't really have the time to marvel over it, for the man holding you hostage might easily decide that a lack of an answer is close enough to an admission of guilt as to be worth executing you over.
And... already you are thinking of him as 'the man', not as 'Pale Oak' or 'Shosuro Hideki'. There is, after all, no guarantee that you are dealing with your servant, and even if this is the same person who rode with you to Shiro Matsu there is no guarantee that the name he has given you now is the correct one. If you can lie about your identity once you can do it again, after all. And considering what has been going on lately, taking someone at their word when it comes to matters of such import seems profoundly foolish. There is, therefore, only one answer you can reasonably give.
"Someone has stolen my face, Hideki-san." You say levelly, not so much as twitching. "Convince me that you are who you claim to be, then we can talk."
The pressure on the knife increases notably, and it's wielder's voice becomes sharper to match it. "I do not think you understand, Soshi-san. A man in your position is not the one who sets the terms here."
"It is because of my position that I must insist, Hideki-san." You reply, unruffled. "By command of Bayushi Kimoko-sama, I am now the Scorpion representative to Shiro Matsu. I will not fail that responsibility by blabbing my secrets at the first threat of physical violence."
For a long moment there is silence, as your life hangs in the balance... and then the knife is withdrawn.
You wait a few moments to see if anything more is forthcoming, and upon being met with silence you take a risk and turn around to look behind you. You half-expect Pale Oak to have vanished once again, but instead he remains, kneeling before you with his forehead pressed to the ground.
"My utmost apologies, Soshi-dono." He says, his voice rough. "I have failed one lord, and threatened another with death. Please, allow me to atone with the three cuts."
"Ask me again at winter's end." You say automatically, barely even having to think about it. You are in charge now, after all, and your delegation has suffered enough losses that you are reluctant to sacrifice more without excellent cause. "In the mean time, I still require some evidence of your identity."
"You spoke to me on the road to Shiro Matsu, Soshi-dono." Your repentant assailant offers. "You asked me what I could do, and I explained I had been assigned to keep track of all traffic through Beiden Pass, and that I had previously reported to a cousin of yours."
Hmm. Not an absolute guarantee of his identity, but probably the closest you are going to get in this sort of situation. You will simply have to remain aware of the possibility of treachery in the future. "Good enough for now. So... report. What happened?"
Your servant rises from his bow and adopts a more conventional seated posture, revealing that he is once again attired as a servant. Apparently even when aware of the possibility of infiltrators the Lion have difficulty keeping track of who is actually meant to be scurrying through their halls, a fact which you will have to remember for the future.
"The enemy numbered seven, Soshi-dono." Pale Oak reports, schooling his voice to professional detachment. "One appeared to be you in every respect, down to mask and clothes. The other six initially seemed to be servants, but upon attacking removed their faces as though they were masks, leaving nothing but smooth expanses of skin. Their hands became clawed and they carried no weapons, save for the one imitating you, which wielded a katana with some notable skill."
He pauses for a moment, gathering his thoughts. "The enemy are Tainted in some fashion, but appear to have some strange resistance to the sacred touch of Jade. Yogo-sama was able to physically repel the faceless ones with a ward of some kind, which drove them back and scorched their flesh, but upon summoning the spirits of earth with which to smite them found this ineffective. In addition, they are stronger and faster than seems possible for mortal foes, and they seemed largely unaffected by grevious injuries."
Another pause. "Even so, Bayushi-sama was able to account for three of the faceless ones, and Yogo-sama and I were able to destroy another, before their injuries overwhelmed her and a poisoned blade incapacitated him. I fled, and they retreated."
You nod slowly, processing this information, but before you can reply there is a faint scratching sound on the wooden parts of one of the walls at the back of the room. Pale Oak glances over at it, then turns back to you.
"I apologise, Soshi-dono, but I cannot remain. Wren-san is covering for my presence here, but this will not work for much longer. I believe I can remain free and able to operate for the four days of your vigil, after which I will return to your side. What are my orders?"
Give Pale Oak/Shosuro Hideki his orders:
[ ] Track the perpetrators of this attack. The trail has not yet gone cold, and a Shosuro can go places and do things that more conventional magistrates cannot.
[ ] Work to convince the magistrates of your innocence, possibly by fabricating evidence and testimony to that effect. There is probably enough doubt existing thus far to force a duel to resolve matters, but you might well lose that, and if you do your Clan's work here will be ruined.
[ ] Find a cure for Yogo Hanzo. You need your Shugenja back on his feet promptly, if only to provide a samurai's testimony to what happened, and the Shosuro know more about poisons and antidotes that anyone else in the Empire.
[ ] Investigate your fellow delegates. If any of them seem to be benefiting from this or reacting faster than normal, you have your first suspect. Besides, your Clan's interests will be much easier to promote if you have accurate information on your rivals.
[ ] Write in.