Year 913 - Turn 1.5 - Chouko
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- Connecticut
- Pronouns
- He/Him
[X] Chouko
Dangai Monastery is a beautiful place hidden away in stony hills. The monks of the monastery have carefully rearranged the landscape into gardens of rock, using the arrangements of stones and pebbles to create harmonious patterns that please the eye. In some places there are standing towers of stone, rounded rocks balanced freely atop one another in unusual configurations; in other places there are expanses of rocky gravel that have been tended with rakes to create unusual shapes and swirls that remind you of calligraphy.
The woman that you have come to speak with is easy to locate - the shugenja known as Chouko is the only person other than you in sight who still has the long hair of a samurai. You find her seated straight-backed on top of a boulder in the middle of one of the raked gardens, her eyes closed in meditation. You walk up to the edge of the garden and stop, unable to find a path that will lead you to her boulder without disturbing the artful arrangement of pebbles below her. "Saaah, It's all right Fish-sama;" she says without opening her eyes, or indeed turning towards your location. "They're going to rake it into a new pattern tomorrow anyways."
Despite yourself a chill runs up your spine. "You knew I was coming?" You half-ask, half state.
"Saaaah. A little breeze told me." there is a silence for a few seconds as you try to figure out how to approach her. Your Gift gives you a sense of peace and tranquility coming off of her, and you feel almost loath to disturb it. Then she speaks again. "Oi. Do you have any food on you?"
"Um..." you pat at your belt pouch for a second. "Yes, I have some rice balls for lunch, why?"
"Great!" Chouko says. "Give 'em here." She slowly comes out of her kneeling posture on the stone and half-crawls over to meet you, and you see with a shock that Chouko is almost bamboo-thin, eyes bright and glassy above hollow cheeks. She practically snatches the rice out of your hands, and begins to devour it in fast, efficient bites. "Saaah, salted plum?" she says between mouthfuls. "You have good taste."
You are incredibly confused - and slightly irritated - by what has just happened. "Pardon me, Chouko-dono, but is there a reason that you have just taken my lunch?"
"Look around," she replies. You do . Your eyes take in the rock gardens, the standing stones, the small monastery... and then it sinks in.
"There's not a single thing that grows here, is there?" You ask. "No rice, no wheat, no beans..."
"You forgot no fish," she says, "not counting yourself of course. And the answer is yes. Wait, sorry, you said something didn't you? The important answer is yes, the answer to the question you just asked is no." She sees the confused expression on your face, and clarifies. "Nothing grows here. The only thing the monks here eat is what visitors bring with them." She reaches into a pouch at her belt and pulls out a rolled-up cigarette, then sticks one end to her lips. After a few seconds the other end begins to gently smoulder. "Saaaaaah." She exhales a great cloud of sweet-scented smoke up towards the skies, seemingly watching the patterns that the smoke makes as it coils in the breeze.
"...Why?" You ask, your earlier irritation forgotten. "What happens if noone visits? And what did you mean, my important question?"
"In reverse order, yes, I'll join your clan, they starve, and..." she raises an eyebrow at you. "Hunger is distracting. It gnaws at your belly. It pains you. But it also clears your mind - you begin to focus on only your hunger, and eventually as you learn to move past the hunger, on nothing at all but the mushin-no-shin. Togashi-no-kami himself chose not to eat when he sought enlightenment - and then Shinsei came, and shared a meal with him, and Togashi became enlightened."
You rock back on your heels, impressed. "Is that why you came to Dangai, then, seeking enlightenment? Is that how you knew I was going to ask you to join me?"
She laughs and stretches her legs out, shaking them to remove the sensations of pins and needles from sitting on them so long. "Would've been nice, and in truth I think I learned a little, but not quite." She lets out another puff of smoke into the air. "I wanted to understand hunger. The kami have needs and desires that we can't properly comprehend, but the same is true of them - if they could understand us, practically anybody could speak to the kami, not just those of us with the blood of spirits in our veins. But the more I thought about it, the more I realized. Do you really understand humans? Do I?"
"What do you mean?" you ask. "I would like to think that I do, but something tells me that you're going to change my mind."
She grins at you. "Saaah, can you explain to me what hunger is? Why humans sleep? How foods turn into shit? What it means for the sky to be blue, and whether you see the same blue that I do?" She shakes her head, and you shake your head with her in slow understanding. "The more I thought about it, the more I realized that I didn't understand these things well enough to explain them to humans, let alone the kami. How do you explain hunger to that which has no stomach? How can you beg them to help your food grow, when they do not understand the meaning of food?" She takes another puff on her cigarette, letting the smoke fill the space between you. "Anyway, we should probably get a move on. Daylight's wasting, and all that. You have important things to do for the Fish Clan, whatever your name is, and now so do I!"
"Er. It's the Catfish clan, actually." You say. "I'm Namazu Tsubaki, the Champion."
"Saaah? That explains the, what do you call them, whiskers on the chin there." She leans in close to you, inspecting your new family mon. "Right, nice to meet you, Namazu-sama. I'm Chouko, I think you knew that, right?"
You nod in agreement, bemused. "By reputation. How did you know me before I arrived?"
She smiles and pats her belt, where you see a bundle of yarrow stalks. "Attending, Conjoining, The Family, Coupling, Sojourning." she says. "The omens were obvious."
"If you say so, Chouko-dono." You have your honor guard leave the food that they prepared for the day's journey to the other monks of the temple and ride off to the West, pondering the curious effects of hunger even as your stomach slowly begins to protest even the single missed meal. After a few minutes of riding, you canter over to Chouko where she sits awkwardly atop her horse, clearly unused to riding. "Ah, Chouko-dono. I meant to ask; is there a particular path to enlightenment that you do follow, if not that of the monastery of Dangai?"
"Saaah, I follow Inari-no-kami," she replies with a smile. "The Fortunes in general, but Inari-no-kami in particular. The kami of the elements may not understand us, but the Fortunes do, and I believe that they sometimes petition their earthbound siblings on our behalf. And out of all of the Fortunes, I think it is Inari who understands us best."
To that, you have little to say, but content yourself with riding, and contemplating hunger.
Chouko has joined the ranks of your advisors as Namazu Chouko.
She brings several traditions to the Namazu, and only time will tell which of them take a permanent hold.
Smoke - the Namazu may come to enjoy the contemplative effects of various herbal cigarettes.
Divination - the Namazu may begin the practice of consulting yarrow stalks or coins for insight into the future.
The Fortune of Rice - the Namazu may begin the slightly 'common' practice of venerating Inari-no-kami.
The previous question still stands, for those who have not yet answered; who will you induct next into your advisor council?
[ ] Hatsuyuki
[ ] Wakaba
Dangai Monastery is a beautiful place hidden away in stony hills. The monks of the monastery have carefully rearranged the landscape into gardens of rock, using the arrangements of stones and pebbles to create harmonious patterns that please the eye. In some places there are standing towers of stone, rounded rocks balanced freely atop one another in unusual configurations; in other places there are expanses of rocky gravel that have been tended with rakes to create unusual shapes and swirls that remind you of calligraphy.
The woman that you have come to speak with is easy to locate - the shugenja known as Chouko is the only person other than you in sight who still has the long hair of a samurai. You find her seated straight-backed on top of a boulder in the middle of one of the raked gardens, her eyes closed in meditation. You walk up to the edge of the garden and stop, unable to find a path that will lead you to her boulder without disturbing the artful arrangement of pebbles below her. "Saaah, It's all right Fish-sama;" she says without opening her eyes, or indeed turning towards your location. "They're going to rake it into a new pattern tomorrow anyways."
Despite yourself a chill runs up your spine. "You knew I was coming?" You half-ask, half state.
"Saaaah. A little breeze told me." there is a silence for a few seconds as you try to figure out how to approach her. Your Gift gives you a sense of peace and tranquility coming off of her, and you feel almost loath to disturb it. Then she speaks again. "Oi. Do you have any food on you?"
"Um..." you pat at your belt pouch for a second. "Yes, I have some rice balls for lunch, why?"
"Great!" Chouko says. "Give 'em here." She slowly comes out of her kneeling posture on the stone and half-crawls over to meet you, and you see with a shock that Chouko is almost bamboo-thin, eyes bright and glassy above hollow cheeks. She practically snatches the rice out of your hands, and begins to devour it in fast, efficient bites. "Saaah, salted plum?" she says between mouthfuls. "You have good taste."
You are incredibly confused - and slightly irritated - by what has just happened. "Pardon me, Chouko-dono, but is there a reason that you have just taken my lunch?"
"Look around," she replies. You do . Your eyes take in the rock gardens, the standing stones, the small monastery... and then it sinks in.
"There's not a single thing that grows here, is there?" You ask. "No rice, no wheat, no beans..."
"You forgot no fish," she says, "not counting yourself of course. And the answer is yes. Wait, sorry, you said something didn't you? The important answer is yes, the answer to the question you just asked is no." She sees the confused expression on your face, and clarifies. "Nothing grows here. The only thing the monks here eat is what visitors bring with them." She reaches into a pouch at her belt and pulls out a rolled-up cigarette, then sticks one end to her lips. After a few seconds the other end begins to gently smoulder. "Saaaaaah." She exhales a great cloud of sweet-scented smoke up towards the skies, seemingly watching the patterns that the smoke makes as it coils in the breeze.
"...Why?" You ask, your earlier irritation forgotten. "What happens if noone visits? And what did you mean, my important question?"
"In reverse order, yes, I'll join your clan, they starve, and..." she raises an eyebrow at you. "Hunger is distracting. It gnaws at your belly. It pains you. But it also clears your mind - you begin to focus on only your hunger, and eventually as you learn to move past the hunger, on nothing at all but the mushin-no-shin. Togashi-no-kami himself chose not to eat when he sought enlightenment - and then Shinsei came, and shared a meal with him, and Togashi became enlightened."
You rock back on your heels, impressed. "Is that why you came to Dangai, then, seeking enlightenment? Is that how you knew I was going to ask you to join me?"
She laughs and stretches her legs out, shaking them to remove the sensations of pins and needles from sitting on them so long. "Would've been nice, and in truth I think I learned a little, but not quite." She lets out another puff of smoke into the air. "I wanted to understand hunger. The kami have needs and desires that we can't properly comprehend, but the same is true of them - if they could understand us, practically anybody could speak to the kami, not just those of us with the blood of spirits in our veins. But the more I thought about it, the more I realized. Do you really understand humans? Do I?"
"What do you mean?" you ask. "I would like to think that I do, but something tells me that you're going to change my mind."
She grins at you. "Saaah, can you explain to me what hunger is? Why humans sleep? How foods turn into shit? What it means for the sky to be blue, and whether you see the same blue that I do?" She shakes her head, and you shake your head with her in slow understanding. "The more I thought about it, the more I realized that I didn't understand these things well enough to explain them to humans, let alone the kami. How do you explain hunger to that which has no stomach? How can you beg them to help your food grow, when they do not understand the meaning of food?" She takes another puff on her cigarette, letting the smoke fill the space between you. "Anyway, we should probably get a move on. Daylight's wasting, and all that. You have important things to do for the Fish Clan, whatever your name is, and now so do I!"
"Er. It's the Catfish clan, actually." You say. "I'm Namazu Tsubaki, the Champion."
"Saaah? That explains the, what do you call them, whiskers on the chin there." She leans in close to you, inspecting your new family mon. "Right, nice to meet you, Namazu-sama. I'm Chouko, I think you knew that, right?"
You nod in agreement, bemused. "By reputation. How did you know me before I arrived?"
She smiles and pats her belt, where you see a bundle of yarrow stalks. "Attending, Conjoining, The Family, Coupling, Sojourning." she says. "The omens were obvious."
"If you say so, Chouko-dono." You have your honor guard leave the food that they prepared for the day's journey to the other monks of the temple and ride off to the West, pondering the curious effects of hunger even as your stomach slowly begins to protest even the single missed meal. After a few minutes of riding, you canter over to Chouko where she sits awkwardly atop her horse, clearly unused to riding. "Ah, Chouko-dono. I meant to ask; is there a particular path to enlightenment that you do follow, if not that of the monastery of Dangai?"
"Saaah, I follow Inari-no-kami," she replies with a smile. "The Fortunes in general, but Inari-no-kami in particular. The kami of the elements may not understand us, but the Fortunes do, and I believe that they sometimes petition their earthbound siblings on our behalf. And out of all of the Fortunes, I think it is Inari who understands us best."
To that, you have little to say, but content yourself with riding, and contemplating hunger.
Chouko has joined the ranks of your advisors as Namazu Chouko.
She brings several traditions to the Namazu, and only time will tell which of them take a permanent hold.
Smoke - the Namazu may come to enjoy the contemplative effects of various herbal cigarettes.
Divination - the Namazu may begin the practice of consulting yarrow stalks or coins for insight into the future.
The Fortune of Rice - the Namazu may begin the slightly 'common' practice of venerating Inari-no-kami.
The previous question still stands, for those who have not yet answered; who will you induct next into your advisor council?
Just FYI, this was a double post, so go back and read the last one if you missed it!
[ ] Hatsuyuki
[ ] Wakaba
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