[X] Mingle with the Unicorn
Well, at the moment you have three Clan delegations near to you, and two of them hate your closest allies. With that thought in mind, you move to strike up a conversation with the Unicorn.... only to be interrupted by well-wishers coming to congratulate you on your new Clan Status. And then additional well-wishers. And then a few more. Seemingly everyone in the room is coming over to demand their two minutes of time with the hero, and the Unicorn drifts further and further away. Finally you manage to catch Shinjo Shakaguchi's eye, and she smirks, then heads back in your direction.
"Oi, Namazu-dono," she calls out. "How've the rains been fer ya? I hear it's been dry in th' south this year."
You smile politely in inward relief. "They could be worse, Shinjo-dono. The farmers of the Wave Plains are quite used to having inconsistent rains from year to year, and planted crops that do better in dry weather than rice does. I understand that the Unicorn often do the same, having vast territories of open plains that are often dry?"
She waggles a hand in the air in a side-to-side fashion. It's an unusual gesture that you haven't seen before, but the meaning of ambivalence behind it is fairly obvious. "Well, summat. A lot've those lands we use for pasturage, y'know? You would not be
lieve how much fodder an Otaku warhorse can eat... an' our other horses ain't too far behind."
"I admit, I have never seen one of the famed steeds up close," you reply, "but their size and strength are indeed well known. It only makes sense that their appetite would be in proportion." Inwardly, you grin as the useless hangers-on of the court sort of hover around you hopefully, unable to interrupt a conversation between their social superiors without being rude, and thus forced to wait while you and Shakaguchi talk about weather, horses, and whatever else crosses your minds. "As it stands, most of my time has been spent on riverboats, rather than horseback."
Shakaguchi raises an eyebrow. "Yeah? Never been much've one for boats myself, which's a shame, cause I bet someone could probably take a boat alla way up Three Stone River to th' City of th' Rich Frog if they'd a mind to." And if that wasn't an invitation to discuss trade agreements at a later date, you'd eat your oar.
You try not to look to pleased as you respond. "My understanding is that the river is often a hazardous one, full of rapids and narrows, so it would likely take truly seasoned navigators to sail all the way upriver from the ocean, but with a team of skilled rowers, such could potentially be accomplished." Your eyes pointedly flick over to the enormous tetsu-eku that Minato currently carries slung over one shoulder as though it were a normal oar, carefully keeping the flat end pointed high into the air so as not to accidentally hit a foreign emissary in the back of the head.
Just as it looks like Shakaguchi is about to respond, you are finally interrupted by someone who
does have the authority to join a conversation between two Clan Champions. "Ah, Namazu-dono, congratulations on your momentous achievement!" You turn to see the grandmotherly Doji Ran, smiling as though grinding you beneath her heel was the furthest thought from her mind. "You have the sincerest thanks of the Crane Clan for your efforts in saving the life of the Emperor with your courageous retreat." Behind her are a Crane Courtier, a Lion, and a Dragon; you note with unease that they are all bearing covered gifts.
Despite your trepidation, you smile politely. "Truly, Doji-dono, there is no need for thanks. I have only done as any servant of the Emperor would."
"You are too humble by far, Namazu-dono." Her voice is as sweet as honey, her smile as venomous as a bee's sting. "The Crane, and indeed all the clans, owe you a tremendous debt of gratitude. It is only just that you be compensated for your actions appropriately." You aren't quite sure how she does it, but somehow the intonation of her voice makes it clear to everyone listening that she considers your actions to have been motivated by profit, rather than a true desire to serve the Emperor. "Let none say that the Crane are not capable of adequately recognizing the deeds of another." And again - with just a few words, she has painted your future actions with a brush of greed. If you refuse her gift, whatever it is, it will be seen as a statement that the Crane did not offer enough; refusing her would not only insult the Crane, but cast you as a total mercenary.
Then she unveils the gift, and the other jaw of the trap swings closed. It is a teapot, gorgeously carved. It is covered with fine etchings of catfish swimming in and around camellia flowers, and accompanied by four teacups of similar decoration. It is a gift worthy of an Emperor, not a mere head of a newly founded Minor Clan. It is a powerful insult to you, because it is an item so fine and expensive that you will be unable to come up with an equal gift in return. It is also a powerful insult to the Crab, because it is carved entirely from a single block of
jade. You hear an actual hiss of air through clenched teeth as some of the Crab samurai in the room see what has been unveiled. "Doji-dono," you say, trying to find a way out of the trap, "This is much too fine for a humble servant of the Emperor such as myself."
Doji Ran smiles so sincerely that you would be completely unable to detect the spite in her heart without your inner gift. "No gift is too much for one who has done so much, dear." The perverse old bat is practically grandmotherly as she seals your fate. "The life of the Emperor is surely worth any price." The teapot and cups practically have a lambent glow around them in the lantern-light that illuminates the room.
You grit your teeth for a second and take a deep breath, struggling mightily not to break your on. "I did not save the Emperor with the expectation of reward," you say, pouring as much honesty as you can into the words. You don't know how much good it will do, but you want to make that as clear as possible to anyone who might be listening.
"I am certain that you did not," Ran says, though her tone does not sound so certain as her words. "In any case, I have decided that you merit such a reward, and I am certain that you will not insult me by refusing." Kakita Kei, you note, is not terribly far away.
In the end, there is nothing else for you to do but hide your anger with a polite smile and bow to accept the gift. With the gates opened by Doji Ran's assault, there is similarly no way for you to refuse the gifts of the Lion or the Dragon, leading you to find yourself burdened by a magnificent jade-inlaid sword display stand and a beautiful necklace of jade prayer beads. Even an untrained eye would note how similar in meaning the three gifts given to you are to the three gifts the delegations gave to the Crab. All at once, Doji Ran has implied that even a Minor Clan is more fit to defend the Emperor than the Crab, implied that you are for sale, implied that you are so far beneath the notice of the Great Clans that you can be given expensive gifts without insult, and probably sown some seeds of resentment between you and the Crab. You would almost admire the move if it wasn't so personally problematic for you. You do at least take the opportunity to return the favor by presenting them with bottles of sake, though in comparison to the gifts that you received, your humble offerings look paltry. You look for Shakaguchi to give her her gift, but she appears embroiled in tense discussions with some members of the Lion and Dragon clans, and it seems better not to disturb her for now.
As you look around the room, you try to decide what to do next.
[ ] Try to find the Crab, so that you can smooth things over and maybe plan some kind of counterattack.
[ ] Seek out the Scorpion, perhaps Bayushi Yamato will be able to offer advice or information.
[ ] Go speak to the other Minor Clans; it'd let you lay low for a bit, and they are your southern neighbors.
[ ] Go talk to the Phoenix, they're the only Great Clan you haven't really come into contact with yet.
[ ] Talk to Hantei-heika. He's surrounded by people from the Imperial Families and looking bored, maybe he needs another rescue?
[ ] Write-in.