1.2 Meeting Bayushi Kimoko
- Location
- London, England
Nodding to yourself, you nudge your pony forwards towards the front of the caravan. You don't consider yourself a particularly exceptional rider - leave that for the Unicorn - but you can stay in the saddle easily enough, and the ponies you've been given are either well trained or just sufficiently indifferent to everything that they've given you no trouble so far.
Bayushi Kimoko is a tall, almost regal looking woman who rides like she was born in the saddle. Her mask is a pale white shell that covers the left side of her face almost completely - curiously, there does not appear to be any kind of gap for her left eye, hinting at some form of injury or other defect. The most notable thing as far as you are concerned, however, is the streaks of grey in her otherwise lustrous black hair. Most samurai retire from active duty when they start showing such signs of their age, either shaving their head and becoming a monk or taking up a teaching position somewhere. The Scorpion in particular tend to favour the latter option, and you have always associated elderly samurai with great wisdom and respect.
It is not an easy road your Clan walks, after all, and simply surviving to old age is a mark of great skill or luck.
The samurai-ko looks over at you as you ride up on her right side, and inclines her head to you - actually bowing while on horseback is a difficult affair.
"Soshi-san." She acknowledges. "Did you wish to speak?"
"Hai, Bayushi-sama." You reply, making sure that your tone is properly respectful. "I seek a better understanding of my intended role upon our arrival, that I might better serve the Clan."
Kimoko smiles, very faintly. "A well worded request. And a surprising one - are you not more curious about my history, and why I have been selected to command this delegation?"
You pause for a moment. "Will such knowledge be of use in carrying out my duties, Bayushi-sama?"
"It might well be, Soshi-san." Your commander replies. "For one thing, I am quite certain that I am less knowledgeable about a great many topics than you are, if your sensei are to be believed."
You flush slightly at the implied praise of your teachers, but say nothing. After a moment, Kimoko continues. "Your duties, then, will be to observe and document. Anything and everything that you can learn, either from the Matsu or anyone else they have invited to court, may well be of use. I'm sure I don't have to instruct you in methodology."
You nod silently. This is approximately what you were expecting, for the Soshi have always served as the silent and discrete gatherers of information for their lords. There are many ways of acquiring such knowledge, from simple observation to covert infiltration, though you would judge yourself more suited to the former.
"I have never met a Matsu, Bayushi-sama." You say cautiously. "Might I ask for advice in what to expect?"
"The Matsu are... direct." Kimoko says with a kind of deliberate emphasis that could mean everything or nothing. "On the battlefield, they favour headlong charges and trust to their own skill and courage to see them through. In the courts, they will issue blunt questions and speak with great passion, no matter how sensitive the topic. For example, you can almost certainly expect one of them to bring up the attempted Coup."
Your superior looks at you with a glint of curiousity in her one visible eye. "What do you think about that? I am interested in the thoughts of the younger generation on such matters."
Respond:
[ ] It was the right thing to do, no matter the cost. If we had succeeded, Rokugan need never have experienced a second Day of Thunder.
[ ] I must judge by results. The coup did not achieve it's goals and cost us greatly. It seems obvious that another way would have been the better choice.
[ ] The Champion commanded, we obeyed. What else is there?
[ ] Write in.
Bayushi Kimoko is a tall, almost regal looking woman who rides like she was born in the saddle. Her mask is a pale white shell that covers the left side of her face almost completely - curiously, there does not appear to be any kind of gap for her left eye, hinting at some form of injury or other defect. The most notable thing as far as you are concerned, however, is the streaks of grey in her otherwise lustrous black hair. Most samurai retire from active duty when they start showing such signs of their age, either shaving their head and becoming a monk or taking up a teaching position somewhere. The Scorpion in particular tend to favour the latter option, and you have always associated elderly samurai with great wisdom and respect.
It is not an easy road your Clan walks, after all, and simply surviving to old age is a mark of great skill or luck.
The samurai-ko looks over at you as you ride up on her right side, and inclines her head to you - actually bowing while on horseback is a difficult affair.
"Soshi-san." She acknowledges. "Did you wish to speak?"
"Hai, Bayushi-sama." You reply, making sure that your tone is properly respectful. "I seek a better understanding of my intended role upon our arrival, that I might better serve the Clan."
Kimoko smiles, very faintly. "A well worded request. And a surprising one - are you not more curious about my history, and why I have been selected to command this delegation?"
You pause for a moment. "Will such knowledge be of use in carrying out my duties, Bayushi-sama?"
"It might well be, Soshi-san." Your commander replies. "For one thing, I am quite certain that I am less knowledgeable about a great many topics than you are, if your sensei are to be believed."
You flush slightly at the implied praise of your teachers, but say nothing. After a moment, Kimoko continues. "Your duties, then, will be to observe and document. Anything and everything that you can learn, either from the Matsu or anyone else they have invited to court, may well be of use. I'm sure I don't have to instruct you in methodology."
You nod silently. This is approximately what you were expecting, for the Soshi have always served as the silent and discrete gatherers of information for their lords. There are many ways of acquiring such knowledge, from simple observation to covert infiltration, though you would judge yourself more suited to the former.
"I have never met a Matsu, Bayushi-sama." You say cautiously. "Might I ask for advice in what to expect?"
"The Matsu are... direct." Kimoko says with a kind of deliberate emphasis that could mean everything or nothing. "On the battlefield, they favour headlong charges and trust to their own skill and courage to see them through. In the courts, they will issue blunt questions and speak with great passion, no matter how sensitive the topic. For example, you can almost certainly expect one of them to bring up the attempted Coup."
Your superior looks at you with a glint of curiousity in her one visible eye. "What do you think about that? I am interested in the thoughts of the younger generation on such matters."
Respond:
[ ] It was the right thing to do, no matter the cost. If we had succeeded, Rokugan need never have experienced a second Day of Thunder.
[ ] I must judge by results. The coup did not achieve it's goals and cost us greatly. It seems obvious that another way would have been the better choice.
[ ] The Champion commanded, we obeyed. What else is there?
[ ] Write in.