Scroll of Kitsuki Donoha Part 8

THE EMPEROR’S GIFT ARRIVES AT KYUDEN MOSHI NO MACHI

8th of Akodo (Month of the Horse)
It was just after dawn when the caravan arrive the entrance to the Valley of the Centipede Clan. Donoha had been riding Yukiabo on the patrol that morning and had seen both Akodo Maki and Matsu Mayumi ride past him several times as they were apart of the roving patrols. Kai was also apart of the roving caravan patrols because of her skill with the horse.

The night had been passed with a little game between the three samurai. Mayumi had heard about he haiku Donoha had written for Maki. Donoha had to come up with new haiku by the time Maki or Mayumi would ride up on their rounds. Some of the ones Donoha came up with were the following.

The lion’s mane flows
Through the swirling night sky’s brushstrokes
A queen among stars

The mountain wind howls cold
The path is narrow and steep
One wrong step, death.

A female samurai
Stands at the edge of the dawn
A new day to fight

The snow-capped peaks loom
A treacherous path to the sky
Death awaits the fool

A great queen gazes down
On the swirling night sky’s dance
The stars her subjects

The sun’s first rays touch
The peaks, like a kiss of gold
A new day begins

They dance in her honor
Their steps light as the sunbeams
Their hearts pure as gold

A thousand legs creep
Across the rocks at break of day
A new world awakens

As dawn was starting to rise and day shift was changing out the three gathered. Mayumi apologized for doubting Donoha, and he just replied that he was grateful. When Maki and her shared an odd glance to each other he mentioned, “This was a delightful way to pass the time and a great mental exercise.” He bowed to each and rode back to his wagon to trade out and tie his horse up. Being around Maki or Mayumi was difficult for him because he continued to think of Chiasa when he talked with either of them. His dreams that morning were of tea ceremonies and the thoughts of having a kiss with someone he could love.

The outpost was the biggest illusion Donoha had witnessed in traveling to the outpost of the Centipede clan. It belied the beauty of Tani Senshio (Valley of the Centipede). The valley and the town that had grown up around Kyuden Moshi no Machi. Plus this was a port town to the ocean though you had to use the large cranes on the cliffside to get supplies from the boats. Multiple cranes could be used to haul a smaller boat out of the water! They arrived at the outpost in the morning hours but made it to Kyuden Moshi no Machi as the sun was setting and painting the world is a swath of color!

Eiji and Hoto were on the evening setup and patrol shift. Most of the setup part was finding spots to beak up the caravan train and get the wagons turned around so that when they were ready to leave it would be easy. The patrols would move from enclave to enclave of wagons leaving the Centipede, Mantis, and Ronin Otokodate (fellowships) samurai yojimbo to guard the rest.

Donoha got permission to have Shànzi take Mui to see the town before it got to dark. Donoha had been hatching a plan talking to the merchants while working on the sets of sword fittings. He learned the main branch of the Library of the Fiery Centipede might have a scroll that would teach Kai a flaming arrow spell! So after overcoming her concerns, which would have been valid any other time. As one must normally be invited to look a a repository of Shugenja knowledge from another school. The library had been made open to the samurai of the Emperor’s Gift!

Taking this rare chance they ascended the steps to the three story structure with no windows. As they walked a Crab clan Kuni Witchhunter noticed the hammer Donoha had in his obi and nodded his appreciation. Donoha returned the nod and they continued on their way. He saw the damiyo of Centipede clan and approached their seneschal asking about presenting a their gift. They were told each clan would be allowed a few members to do so tonight. He thanked them hoping he would get a chance for the Dragon and let them be.

Once inside the library they began pouring over scrolls and clearly were not alone as many Shugenja and other were here. Donoha left Kai at a table and went to find one of the librarians to help him. He managed to finally be meddlesome in a helpful way. The librarian took him to a corner of the library and found a scroll containing such a spell. He thanked her before she was absconded by the next person needing help.

When he returned to Kai to show her the treasure he had found, though he absolutely pointed out the librarian that had actually done the work. They jumped up and hugged him before remembering they were in public. They set to reading the scroll when Shànzi showed up with Mui. Donoha had gotten a quill and piece of washi paper and begun drawing the librarian as a way to say thanks more thoroughly.

While he was drawing Mui was eventually noticed staring at him big eyes! When he asked her what she was up to she held up a circular fan Shànzi had gotten her as they had wandered the town. She blew on it and it began to spin making the characters on it look like they were moving. She motioned for him to try and Donoha deliberately got it wrong. Mui shook her head and showed him again and Donoha deliberately failed telling his “sensei” that she so much to teach him.

She giggled but ran over to Shànzi, whom to Donoha’s surprised to see buried into research next to Kai and helping her understand parts of the scroll! This was working out better than expected. He went back to drawing the librarian in his specific style and it took him about two hours and then time to let it dry near a candle. Mui served an important purpose of getting both to open up to her and sharing things they may not have otherwise. Shànzi talked about being a specialist in ancestor spirits and ghosts of the dead.

Kai talked about how she became adopted into the Dragon clan. It was Donoha’s family that sent her to learn at the Agasha School for Fire Magic. In many ways Donoha was like an adoptive brother to her. When they turned to check on Donoha he was not at the table. They noticed him across the way going to the librarian he had pointed out earlier. The Centipede librarian was shocked at the picture and Donoha’s memory.

It was going to take the about a week of study to learn, and Shànzi offered to help Kai in hopes they could shorten the time needed. They went back to working on the scroll and Shànzi watched the librarian looking at Donoha as he left her with the picture and a sincere bow. He was the only one that made a legitimate show of thanks. She made it a point to tell the Lion Emerald Ambassador as soon as possible.

It was not longer after the scroll was copied and they had left the library. That a messenger informed Shànzi that both Otaku Kai and he were to be at the Centipede damiyo’s welcome banquet on behalf of the Dragon clan. The plan had worked and the damiyo was super pleased about someone choosing to honor the bushi that protected the Centipede. The tsuba and kozuka caught their eye but they noticed the care of each piece. The bushi Centipede thump their weapons to their chest in approval.

After the dinner four samurai remained and learned about some of the samurai missing on their gempukku in the mountains. Anyone watching Donoha (author’s note: Kai told me about this later) could see their demeanor and body posture change. Their was normally a calm about him, but after being told people could be kidnapped it turned predatory. He was ready to hunt something or someone. As everyone was leaving he told Mirumoto Tanetsu sama that he needed Shànzi and he was told he would have his retainer, Hida Eiji, and Doji Hoto. “Excellent, Mirumoto sama,” he bowed and backed up to the doorway before turning to leave with Kai.

Later that night Shànzi pulled Donoha discreetly aside and apologized for how they had acted around Kai. She was not a bad person and her lord was a good judge of character. Donoha smiled and brushed a bit of hair out of her face. “Some tales say the stars,” as he turned to look out and up, “are the windows of the celestial realm the Kami use to watch us. They will shine for you tonight because even kami have made mistakes, some not learning how to forgive, others nuzzling ill will that they don’t see has corrupted them. Each time we figure out something about ourselves we may inadvertently help one of them solve a problem they are having. That is why I believe the heavens and this world are connected. As our soul strives to enlighten itself, does the heart not also feel more for the mind to quantify and comprehend. You should be happy and proud of yourself to recognize growth. I know I am of you.”

Shànzi stood there and watched him move away to his wagon, with Hoto, Eiji, Gru’Vi as his companions. As a breeze picked up she could feel herself grow cold except where his hand had grazed her face to move her hair. Shànzi returned to her wagon with Kai and Mui. Donoha was troubled with dreams of tea ceremonies and trying to not think about Chiasa to much.

9th of Akoko (Month of the Horse) Before 12 hours of the day (META NOTE: that’s 24 Earth hours) had past from being given their assignment. The Emperor’s Gift proved their worth. Come let me tell a tale of pirates, gempukku, maidens, a duel, and the karma of poor life choices.

In order have Shànzi on his team Mirumoto Tanetsu sama had to give Otaku Kai to the Centipede bushi for the day so they could study Unicorn horsemanship with their scouts as they looked to the edges of the Valley of the Centipede. The other members of the Unicorn were not enough to scour the valley’s edges in case the maidens could be found there. Kai was hopeful this might lead to meeting a Unicorn clan member in the wild and figuring out if everyone still hated her. Even though he tried to spare her any unpleasant moments. The Unicorn Ambassador said they would be in separate areas, so it shouldn’t matter. It’s unclear what deal the Lion and Unicorn struck to arrange that.

Hida Eiji, Doji Hoto, Kitsuki Donoha, and Matsu Shànzi set out just after a quick morning meal from the hiemen assigned to care for our section of the wagons. Donoha asked one of the heimin that was good with animals to run through some exercises with Shirogane. He told him to stay behind this time because the last thing he wanted was for Shirogane to be hurt.

They were tasked with investigating the shrine that the gempukku was to take place at. When they arrived mid morning at Yama Sano Amaterasu. Everyone began to fan out except Shànzi, whom just watched Donoha to see if he could do it again or if it was a fluke. Donoha did not fail her, his eyes zoomed left and right as he stood in the courtyard.

She knew everything was about to kick off when he spoke, “Shànzi-san, I need the spare quill.”

Eiji stood watch for people while Doji Hoto looked interested at such a request. Donoha stalked over to point out sweeping marks done poorly, items put back with scuff marks, signs of a struggle and shody cover up. Then he moved over to a rug on floor of the main building at the shrine and it had a stain he was all to familiar with, blood.

While pointing out the what he’d been trained to look for as a magistrate, Donoha saw a scuff mark on the sliding door frame. He could see it wasn’t blood but Hoto looked perplexed when he got down to sniff at it. Then he stood and leaned out the door and pointed to the woods behind the shrine, “We need to go there for the next piece of information.”

He handed the quill back to Shànzi and the group made their way to a clearing. Once there, Donoha pointed to a mound of freshly turned dirt that was likely a grave for the shrine caretaker, Taiyo, a member of the Brotherhood of Shinsei. Everyone could see the logs used for seating and a stamped out fire pit. Donoha noticed some pits on the ground and held one up for Hoto to look at. The Crane confirmed that most fruit into the Emerald Empire did indeed come from the islands of the Mantis Clan.

Donoha queried Hoto, “There are members of the Mantis clan that help guard the Valley of the Centipede, are we going to accuse them of abducting the ladies on their Gempukku?”

“Donoha-san we would never “accuse” the Mantis of being raiders. No, these are merely pirates, posing as Mantis most assuredly,” was the reply by Hoto. However it was how he said it and was left out that actually conveyed more information, crucial information about how to proceed from the Crane’s time as son of the Emerald Champion.

With that in mind Donoha began to lead the group back down the trail to the town around Kyuden Moshi no Machi. He was looking for ways to circumvent the town and get the ladies to the docks. The arrival of kyūjūsan (93) wagons certainly complicated the search as most ways off the trail were now obscured before reaching the bottom. Donoha wished to go to the docks when Hoto asked him about his plan. He had remembered something a Mantis courtier had said during an imperial court to another attendee. Something about the Centipede Retirement, where the Mantis retiring from active service would come to the Centipede and acquire a wife.

“Donoha-san in what manner do you think they took the girls?”

“The docks are cliff based, so they would need sacks or boxes to have the dock workers unknowingly smuggle them over the edge in front of everyone.”

Eiji watched them talk as Shànzi tried to make notes.

“The Centipede retirement talks of taking brides of this clan by the Mantis, I feel going to the docks is correct but we should be looking for newlywed couples seeking passage.”

Donoha nodded as that was information he had not thought of, “Then if that’s right provided they haven’t left, then they may still be hiding in the town.” The group began to make haste to the cliffside docks.

Once at the cliffside docks, the group noticed the dock-master was a middle age woman. Given the matriarchal nature of the clan this was not surprising. They were barking orders at all the workers and making sure all the chaos was moving as a dance might. Doji Hoto mentioned that while important this position could be relegated to a skilled hiemin to perform, seeing this shugenja here seemed like a sort of punishment. Shànzi was told to hang back and record what they could, and listen to the area for changes in patterns as Hoto will approach the dock-master. Donoha turned to Eiji and began to engage him in a discussion about stance and grip techniques for the tetsubo.

Shànzi would later remark to Donoha watching Hoto have a conversation was like watching a dance frozen in ice! He even got the dock-master to reach out to the other shugenja of the Centipede. Using their combined connections to the Kami to cause a storm to roll in shutting down the port till tomorrow! They also gained a clue that perhaps one of two contributions to the investigation. Not to say either were small or of little import, both helped moved the investigation forward and were integral in solving it. The hitotsu (first) item leads to the futatsu (second) and a potentially large change in Donoha’s life.

Hitotsu, Doji Hoto, garnered the name of a sake house called: Akarui Umi (Bright Sea). Warned this was visited by the sailors and dock workers so it was a place a Crane would stand out, but a Crab not so much. It was these preconceived notions the Emperor’s gift was supposed to dispel. Oh and it did so dear reader just wait!

When the group got close Doji Hoto turned to Kitsuki Donoha and asked, “I have a plan, but you would be offended if I ask for you to be my Yojimbo?”

Donoha raised his eyebrows in thought for a few seconds and shook his head that no insult would be made. Then even in the heavy green lacquered and shakudō embellished armor he shook his shoulders, contorted his face and jaw, then rotated his head down, around and back up like someone stretching before exercise. When he looked up his gaze was intimidating and the scar certainly didn’t hurt over his left eye.

“How good is your kenjutsu Donoha-san?”

Almost an octave lower in tone came the reply “I doubt there is anyone in a 100 shaku of me that could win.”

Shànzi noted it was not lost on Doji Hoto that would include him, the nod and raised eyebrow, “Alright let’s go in.”

Donoha asked the Doji-sama to wait, turned to Shànzi, “Even though this may be temporary since you work for me as long as I work for Doji-sama you work for Doji-sama. Please stay close to Eiji if things get rough.” When Shànzi nodded their understanding the group slid open the door to the Akarui Umi sake house.

To say that we tried the survey the establishment would be a gross, miscarriage of justice. Hoto-sama walked him and pronounced we were looking for some pirates posing as Mantis sailors! Ones that had acquired new brides for their retirement illegally. Wow! I could not believe my eyes or ears. In many ways it was the most samurai thing to do, no deception, clearly stated intent, even Eiji nodded in approval at the straight forward approach. He continued with his actual lineage making clear he was the son of the Emerald Champion! Then he went on to say that his Yojimbo would duel everyone here until we got answers, everyone was dead, or he lost. To his credit my master never flinched at that statement and emotionlessly scanned the room using the Kitsuki Ichi-Maru technique.

A samurai in the back of the room stood up and people looked to him and began to quiet down. Hoto-sama and he spoke about information to be exchanged in another place than here if Donoha could beat him in a contest of wits. Donoha leaned into Hoto’s ear and said… something, as a Go board was placed on the table. Hoto nodded and agreed they would escort him out if Donoha-san won.

My master would never want me to sweeten a story about him so I will not. The two were evenly matched. Where Donoha excelled was focus of task. Hoto-sama began to enjoy the wager he had made which was 5-koku versus the information they sought. Eiji stood guard to make sure no one tried to run and warn anyone. It did not take long for the whole saki house to become engrossed in the game. Copper zeni coins trade hands as bets were made between the patrons.

The five koku bet got the saki ladies of the house to swarm Hoto-sama and keep his cup filled. I was tossed a sack to deal with payment. One was pretty enough I would have considered pillow time with her that night!

Back to focus being a discipline, the Mantis captain did not have such discipline with their focus. A little bit miffed seeing the girls that had been fawning over him now more interested in Hoto-sama. Donoha’s head and attention never wavered. He barely won the game and the margin was slim, both had avoided the Ko attack maneuver in their game the exact same way.

Captain Sekimoto-san stood and bowed to Donoha when he realized he lost. Donoha return the bow without speaking. More coins changed hands as out group escorted the Mantis samurai outside for a walk to talk about information in the midday sun. It looked to be the Hour of the Akodo (Horse / Noon-2PM), perhaps getting closer to the Hour of the Doji (Goat / 2PM-4PM).

Sekimoto-san went on to explain about the small draw back to the cliffside docks is when there are to many ships. Many sailors had to find other means because it was not unheard of to be delayed by a day, more if the weather faired poorly. They explained that south of the town that had sprung up around Kyuden Moshi no Machi were a number of small beaches with switch backs that allowed people to make the trek from the tiny southern beaches to town when such a thing happened.

They believed they knew of such a beach that could accommodate rogue Mantis clan with passengers. He asked how many girls we were talking about and Hoto-sama mentioned 5 women. Sekimoto nodded and suspected the crew was around 9-12 in size. Donoha looked at Eiji and they just nodded to each other that this would be no issue for them. Hoto-sama grinned and mentioned he had a plan to approach the group as smugglers posing as samurai.

Eiji nearly objected until he told him to get a barrel of shochu. He perked up and that and when he returned he said they were nice and gave him a keg tap to go with it! Donoha kept an eye on Sekimoto and even scared him so much with a glare the Mantis fell over. This had been a very different set of mannerisms Donoha was displaying. No one got within a rokuganto’s (sword’s) length of Doji Hoto while they waited to pursue. Shànzi had been sent to bring the horses they would need back from their caravan spot.

Once they mounted up and headed south along the trails it was definitely in the Hour of the Doji (Goat / 2PM-4PM). When they finally found the beach in question it had moved into the Hour of the Shiba (Monkey / 4PM-6PM) judging by the sun. The cliffside beaches were bathed in shade at this point that fires had begun to sprout up. The smoke trails of two such fires confirmed there were people down on this beach so the horses were tied off near the bottom of the switch back trail where some trees had managed to grow from the cliffside.

The four heroes gathered in a small glade and saw that the two fires did indeed have Mantis that had turned to piracy! With them were the itsutsu (five) shugenja missing from their gempukku. The maidens looked to be unharmed but huddle up as a group without a fire. Following the same plan as the Saki House it would seem. Doji Hoto-sama had his yojimbo, Donoha-san walk behind him and Eiji carried the Shochu barrel. Which now had the tap placed in it and some had been spilt on the ground. Eiji looked sad as a kitten over spilt cream. Sekimoto and Shànzi were told to stay next to Eiji in case something were to go wrong.

The leader of the pirates was named Sanada. One of his mouthy underlings went by the name Tatsu. An archer that had a bow not meant for riding a horse. Though they were commonly at sea and if rumors were true traded with outsiders from Rokugan. Many had the kama (sickle) that many of the Mantis were known for as much as the Crab were known for their Tetsubo usage. Sanada and Hoto tried to negotiate but Tatsu kept mentioning they had seen the girls, gesturing at their ill-gotten gains. This broke things down till Sanada challenged Doji Hoto-sama to a duel which he accepted!

Shànzi realized she should have seen the following coming, but she thought they were going to see a Crane samurai duel someone. Then he called for his Yojimbo and Donoha walked up. Careful to not say anything out loud, however, they felt like Sanada was about to receive karmic justice.

The duel is something Shànzi had seen Donoha do before, Donoha never missed practice a single day and always found a way to stay in top shape. Shànzi had to hide the fact that the two scars were kind of attractive on his sculpted, muscular, chest. Traveling alone on the road and checking on him while he was resting in Akodo Tozawa-sama’s home did afford her more knowledge of him than most.

Compelled to have a better view than last time where she had not seen Donoha duel previously. Shànzi moved around the large mound on the shoreline. Taking a position close to where the waves lapped the shore. It was clear the Centipede shugenja had kept their word about closing the port till tomorrow morning to aid the investigation. Storm clouds filled with the power and lightning the Kami Fourtune: Osano-Wo was known for. Perhaps they were watching this fight? Who can say.

Eiji and Sekimoto stayed at the rocky boulder outcropping. Eiji set the shochu barrel down and just grinned at any pirate thinking about trying to flee! Flexing their arm holding the tetsubo. Hoto stood to the side between the Centipede shugenja and the pirates. Sanada moved up to a spot on the beach and nodded his head as he took his stance. Donoha walked up with a look of contempt on his face you could taste with a glance.

When Donoha nodded Sanada shouted, “Shūchū (focus)!”
Donoha turn to face Hoto, still in stance but no longer looking at Sanada! This was known among Iaijutsu duelists as a right handed draw. All of Donoha’s right side was now facing Sanada!
Donoha replied calmly, “Shūchū (focus).”
Insulted and shock may be the best way Sanada look at this clearly younger man thinking they were better than him! Sanada shouted, “Shūchū (focus)!”
Donoha replied calmly for the second time, “Shūchū (focus).”
Sanada shouted, “Sutoraiku (strike)!”

It is important to look at the picture below and then come back to understand Donoha spoke to Doji Hoto-sama as he made his cut. Which ended before he was a third of the way through the sentence below.

“Did you know my sister studies at a Kakita School?”

Shànzi shrieked loudly when the head went flying! In the picture above Shànzi would have been obscured by the figure of Sanada and the spray of blood! The head landed half sunk in an incoming wave. Practice appears to have paid off as Sanada’s katana never left its saya. Donoha had to pick his up out of the ground behind where it had impaled the sand. Dusting off his saya and wiping the blade off after the “flick” to get any large drops of blood off.

As the headless body of Sanada fell sideways toward the sea, Donoha turned his gaze of contempt upon the seven remaining pirates. They all dropped to their knees and prostrated themselves on the ground! Doji Hoto-sama had moved over to talk with the Centipede shugenja. I learned later they had made a pact to burn the beach if they could not figure a way out and turn the sand into GLASS!

They were grateful in a reserved way and were happy to head home since their gempukku was over. Donoha never tried to interact with them, even on the way back. He was really leaning into the Yojimbo role, Shànzi wondered if he had ever tried acting? In order to see if there were any samurai left among them he went up to one that called himself Tatsu. When he told him to take the items and garments off Sanada’s body he refused and knelt awaiting a beheading or a weapon to commit seppuku. Donoha yelled that if he had to kill him he would go through everyone here and ask the same thing!

That anger curbed by dedication to bushido was frightening to watch but the lesson was deep. Tatsu lost their head that day but no one else moved to accept the option to die as samurai. Then he shouted at them the purpose, “The last samurai among you just DIED! They will be given a chance to figure it out in their next life. The rest of you knew I would make you touch a dead man as the Eta do and did nothing but grovel! None of you are samurai anymore!

Doji Hoto-sama offered the kobune (ship) of the pirates to Sekimoto-san. He mentioned if it survived the storm tonight, he would come and claim it. By the time our group made it back to Kyuden Moshi no Machi it was the Hour of the Bayushi (Rooster / 6PM-8PM). Our group made its way for the palace! Even without an invitation the Centipede Damiyo would want to know of the safe return of the five shugenja and the death of the monk, Taiyo, a Brother of Shinsei.

Hoto-sama had gathered some flowers on the way back and Donoha asked permission to duck off for a few seconds. I actually thought he was going to relieve himself but a few seconds later he was back with what he sought. A plant with white flower buds and the roots were wrapped in what was likely his last silk cloth. He had more back at the wagon that had been cleaned but he typically only carried two and the other had some blood on it.

Once the group entered Kyuden Moshi no Machi, Hida Eiji san and Shànzi san went with the six pirates purporting to be Mantis and made sure they made it to the magistrate. Sekimoto san went back to the Akarui Umi sake house in order to get up early and go check on the kobune that just became his in the morning with some of his crew. Hoto sama and Donoha accompanied the five shugenja back to the Damiyo’s palace and no one stopped them as they walked through the open, front-gate. There were several gasps as they passed.

When they arrived at the hall of Damiyo Moshi Jukio sama the group waited and asked an attendant to let the damiyo know we’ve returned. They quickly did so and after a few minutes the noise in the hall quieted down. Hoto sama had taken that time to move his daisho to the right invoking a gesture of piece. Donoha used the saego cord on his saya to peace bond Mittsu Tamashi (Three Souls).

The door slid open and Hoto and Donoha waited at the entrance as the five shugenja walked in and had a miniature audience with their Daimyo. They all bore the same family name of Moshi but Hikaru, Syuri, Inoue, Kondo, and Takako were home safe now. It was unclear to the samurai at the door what was said but they had not been given permission to enter here. A period of time passed that they spoke and soon arrayed themselves at various tables with others of the Centipede clan in the room.

Then the two of them were called into the room. Donoha stood behind the Doji samurai and to their right. Hoto spoke when addressed to and presented each of the five Centipede shugenja one of the flowers they picked up. Then he went over in brief detail, but did elaborate that Donoha was the one whom figured out the mystery of their disappearance. Jukio-sama turned their gaze to Donoha and ask if they had anything to add.

Donoha stunned the court with the most un-Dragon clan like response in the history of well, Rokugan!
“I prefer facts and evidence over anyone’s word. Well, we began early Hoto-sama,” he recovered fast but Hoto could tell Donoha felt pain accidentally saying Hoto’s given name. Deftly ‘sama’ was slapped on as fast as one could do.

“Eiji-san, Shànzi -san, and I headed to the Temple – Yama Sano Amaterasu. Upon arrival my companions spread out but I was reconstructing the fight that had taken place. Based on how everything was shoddily cleaned up. What is clear is the fight with someone from inside the temple, likely Brother Taiyo, whom died and was buried by the bandits or the ladies behind the shrine. What was not clear is if the fight occurred while they were there or before they arrived. My suspicions lean toward before they arrived and the pirate bandits buried him out of fear of the haunting by the dead. The blood stains were small but they could not clean everything. Its what led me to the grave in the back behind the shrine. A small glade that I suspect is used erstwhile for meditation. Finding the fruit pits on the ground,” which he produced one from under his armor, “the Doji was able to tell me about them and they come from the Mantis islands. I informed everyone we needed to head back to the docks before it was to late. On the way I learned from the Doji the practice of the Centipede retirement the Mantis practice. So instead of looking for smugglers we began looking for newlyweds. Through the Doji’s efforts the Centipede shugenja shut the port down for the day with a storm and where we might find a lead at the Akarui Umi. I won a Go game against a Mantis captain that came with us to aid the search, Sekimoto-san. The Mantis showed us one beach he thought might be large enough to hold the numbers we were talking about. It appears these hidden beaches to the south of here are used to get goods into town when the port and cranes get too busy. With everyone working together we found the right beach on the first try and Sekimoto-san stayed with us till we recovered the shugenja and returned here.”

He took a breath to the astonishment of the court.

“This plant with white blossoms is the only thing I could think of to bring to honor the loss of one life with the birth of another.”

As he held it out the Centipede Damiyo gestured for it to be brought to her. She cradled it and looked at Donoha, “You have said more than I have ever heard any other Dragon speak in my whole life.” It was not chastisement but astonishment.

“Hai, Moshi-sama,” was the only reply he gave as he bowed once more.

Then came the slap felt in the Mantis islands by anyone that had a Centipede bride, mother, or grandmother! Doji-Hoto offered one final piece of evidence taken from the leader of the pirates, Sanada. He presented the daisho wrapped in his silk Kimono and set them on the floor. Both tsuba (handguards) on each sword were clearly of the Mantis clan.

The two were told to have the others that joined them on this quest make use of the bathhouse and then return and join them for dinner. The way the Damiyo said made both Hoto and Donoha realize that they were aware of the Nezumi present in their wagons. Gru’Vi was not being invited to dinner. They bowed and it was not until the made it to the road a servant explained which building was the bathhouse, then left.

“I’m so sorry I said your given name, Hoto-san.”

Hoto looked around and no one was paying them any mind, “It’s okay Donoha-san lets get the others and get cleaned up.”

They rounded up Eiji san and Shànzi san. Heading back to get changed before going to the bathhouse. They informed Gru’Vi they were going to sneak extra food out for him so he could try the delicacies of the various parts of the empire. The group discussed where they would hide it and Eiji would bring it out during a trip to relieve himself.

Once that plan was put in place Eiji mentioned he was surprised how much Hoto was warming up the Nezumi. Hoto replied, “If words could have broken your bond then it was never there at all. Since the bond is there and we are a team then he is my problem to bear as well.” Hoto smiled and shared a mutual bow to the rat-like anthromorph of mutual respect.

Once back at dinner in everyone’s best kimono. Hoto began to mingle and Donoha was filling Shànzi in until Hoto moved into Mantis conversation. Donoha stopped and walked over and sat down. Even though it was below the table he did nothing to hide removing the Three Souls katana from his obi and setting down on his right side (making it harder to use) but the handle was facing the head of the Mantis clan in Kyuden Moshi no Machi, Yoritomo Okada.

That move of outright polite hostility in a Damiyo’s grand hall would carry serious repercussions. Were it not for the Mantis clan theme Daisho sitting in the middle of the room behind him. The fact “NO ONE” said anything to Donoha at that act, spoke volumes about Okada’s current standing in the Centipede court.

Hoto and he began to verbally spar and it was clear Okada was practiced but Hoto won the engagement. During each toast the only thing Donoha would say is, “HAI!” Gossiping later anyone that could see his face said his green hazel eyes could write scrolls and never need a quill. His hand never strayed near his katana but everyone knew if Hoto said the word their could be blood in the hall. Shànzi absolutely let their knowledge of the duel slip into conversations asking about the rescue.

At a certain point Hoto left with Okada to talk in the garden. Once they departed Donoha san puts his katana back on his right side and does not join them but waits nearby. Eiji san heads back for the night while Shànzi san takes the time to spread the prowess of her master to the wives with to much time on their hands.

10th of Akoko (Month of the Horse) – During the day Donoha focused on the Phoenix gift of a ring with a red stone to evoke the essence of the firebird of legend. Hoto and he were brought into a private meeting between the Centipede damiyo and Yoritomo Okada. They would not share with me the contents but it was declared that the Mantis daisho would wait for Yoritomo’s family head to show up and remove them!

That evening the ceremony of the gempukku’s completion is held and a banquet to honor the heroes that helped to save them. Okada looked relived to see Sekimoto at that table in order to show Mantis can clean their own house. The shugenja put on a show of fire and Donoha scrawled a picture I can add here of Moshi Takako making a fiery wheel in the air behind them!

The heroes were gifted with copper fans bearing the Mon of the Centipede. Apparently, they got the copper from the Dragon clan which evoked the smallest grin from Donoha. He mentioned his family governed a copper mine in the Dragon clan’s lands near Great Water Fall castle. Perhaps it is the only copper mine in use? The White sprig for the Monk is presented as Shànzi in her role as an Ikoma Bard display her grief of mourning openly for the Shugenja and the Damiyo while everyone else remains as stoic as ever.

Scroll of Kitsuki Donoha Part 7

THE EMPEROR’S GIFT DEPARTS

26th of Hantei (Month of the Serpent) – Morning came and Donoha was not the first one awake. Shànzi reminded him Hoto was probably still at the geisha’s wagon. Both of them had ducked out after the third round of sake and screaming Hida Eiji’s name because of the tales of glory Hoto recounted. Soon Eiji’s name had turned into Sukoshi Yama (little mountain)! Donoha was certain the Crab could hear it all the way back as loud as the crowd was. This Dragon was happy to see the Crab get recognition they deserved, after his travels to their lands.

All the samurai had to check in with their respective Emerald Amassadors – caravan Clan Damiyo’s before the caravan departed. Because Otaku Kai had been adopted by the Dragon she had to accompany Donoha to meet Mirumoto Tanetsu sama. Donoha released Shànzi to meet with the Lion Ambassador, but remember to mention she was his retainer. Shànzi walked away and remembered her conversation with Seppun Sora. Her kimono she wore was one Donoha’s grandmother had given her. The style was elegant and timeless, mentioning a Lion had gifted it to her when she was much younger. Donoha’s mon was embroidered on the left side to almost blend into the flower designs.

After all the meetings in the morning hours of the clans and the Emerald Ambassadors. The tents were nearly all down and stored away. The group was starting to see the caravan beginning to move as it was stretching into its formation for the road. A small richly decorated wagon showed up with an imperial Miharu guard, mentioning they were looking for Donoha. A large square chest was dropped off and Shànzi received it on Donoha’s behalf. Donoha had been helping Eiji and Kai load a few items into the wagon’s attic space. It helped they were so tall!

Hoto noticed the name of the a master craftsman on the bottom front leg. “Whom, may I be so bold to inquire is Kitsuki-san’s grandmother?” Shànzi explained the story Donoha had told her about second child of Donoha’s grandfather, Seppun Yūshū, formerly Kitsuki Yūshū. The first was to be a Seppun but the second would be returned to the Kitsuki family.

Shànzi explained further that Donoha mentioned the first meeting he had with his grandmother was when he was seven. She fished a tiny pile of notes out of her kimono. “Here it is,” she said and let him read her transcribe notes of the haiku Seppun Sora-sama had shared with her. His grandmother has visited the Great Falls Castle where Donoha had grown up on a few occasions. the last time was when he was 13 years old.

A new face appears,
Shining like the sun, a goddess.
Amaterasu, reborn.

Shànzi continued as Hoto read Donoha’s first haiku, “There’s an internal waterfall there and Donoha had been working on crafting his first haiku and was having a hard time. Seppun-sama wanted to meet her grandson without court pretense. She wore a kimono with no mons anywhere and walked up behind him to ask him what he was doing. When he turned around his eyes lit up and recited the words on that paper.”

Shànzi indicated the washi paper Hoto was holding, “She helped him to remember to write it down. It seems he kept bowing to her for any guidance. She had been getting mad that someone leaked her status. So she asked him if someone had told him she was coming? His reply was that he had prayed for help to Amaterasu because he was having a hard time with words and structure. Then today Amaterasu visited him in person. He was unworthy of such a visit from the kami, but would remember it forever.”

Shànzi finished about them sharing a wink when she was later introduced as his grandmother. Even when they met again and she asked him about the haiku. Donoha told her there is no reason for him to disbelieve that the Kami did not answer his prayer when she arrived. He gave her another haiku before she left from that visit when he was ten years old.

Grandmother’s smile, bright
Like the sun she is named for, warms
All who see her face.
Hoto returned the washi paper and indicated the master craftsman whom had made the box. Citing this his work goes for around 10 koku or more per piece. Donoha came around and saw the box and Shànzi bowed to Hoto. Whom noticed the embroidery almost hidden among the patterns and color changes on her left breast of the kimono she wore: her Mon was directly below Donoha’s with Ebisu’s arch (Fortune of Honest Work) surrounding it. She was indeed his retainer. She then informed Donoha of the package from his grandmother and that there was a missive inside.

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The Missive of Seppun Sora – 26th of Hantei (Month of the Serpent) – Year 1123
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Dearest Mago-kun (Grandson),

I know the cost you endured to make the new style of rokuganto (Rokugan styled sword) with fitting the view of wabi-sabi into it. The view or thought of finding beauty in every aspect of imperfection in nature. Your passion with the idea that nothing cannot be fixed given time and work. You have never failed to amaze me, being able to take wabi-sabi and apply it to tsugi or tategu. Your kindness to souls you have never met and can never repay you for seeking to restore lost honor.

Omio has given me a detailed report of your scars and how you came to the motto: pain is traded for wisdom. Please try to avoid any further scars on the face dearest grandson. Although your grandfather is very fond of your motto and constantly wishes he had your face scar. As though his accomplishments weren’t enough for him. We both love you dearly and will miss you.

Since you have agreed to undertake this quest of the Emperor’s Gift and fought against Lu-Feng’s revenants in what Shànzi-chan is calling the Battle of the Emerald Shades. I have taken your two koku and decided on my request. Everything in the box and the box itself is yours in exchange for your first sword, Supaku (Spark). Do not tell your grandfather or let it slip to anyone. It is to be a gift for him. I will allow your clan the one year from today to study it. The Miharu whom dropped this off is being sent to Great Fall Castle

The smith assures me this suit will fit your style of your sword. It has been made or assembled from a variety of suits of Miharu armors and embellished with tempered copper and shakudō (a copper 90-92% and gold 8-10% alloy). He said the shoulders will be easy to distinguish since one is for Shirogane to rest on. All of the mons have been added. He is particularly proud of the horns on your kabuto. Stay safe or at least come home alive and with glory my mago-kun.

With love,

Seppun Sora 

He could not believe his fortune, and let Shànzi read the letter. His grandmother had taken a shine to his retainer and that made him happy that he’d chosen well. After helping him get dressed so it would be easier to get the box in the wagon he just stood there looking at the armor till Kai walked over and looked at him up and down. She noticed the scale thigh armor had splits in the front and back. Clearly useful on horse back so she nodded and walked on.

Eiji smacked him in the back, “Not broken, lacquer is still in tact, that’ll do. You can’t stand there looking at yourself. That’s what women do to the Doji, not us.”

Donoha laughed quickly and pulled his face back together, nodding. He got on Yukiabo to ride out along with the caravan as it left. He did his best to avoid the stares as his armor could be mistaken for a high lord’s suit. The mons on his armor made its ownership very clear though. Shriogane landed on his right shoulder and chirped their approval.

Setting his fine light armor in the box once they stopped for the night, he thought about making some modifications to it. The travel to the outpost of the Centipede Clan took until the 8th of Akoko (Month of the Horse), the trip was as uneventful as one might hope for after the Battle of the Emerald Shades. Donoha spent their time between patrols on the caravan in the morning or evening shifts. The middle of his day was spent with the artisans and making full set of fittings for a rokuganto (Rokugan styled sword; which could work on a katana: uchigatana / tachi, wakizashi, tanto, nodachi, even a nagamaki). He made one set with cherry blossoms that the merchant providing the tools and supplies could sell. His other set focused on using Centipede motifs in them for the clan they were comming to visit.

  • Habaki – The shoulder jacket of the blade to help disperse shock from strikes, sitting above the tsuba (Hand guard).
  • Tsuba – Hand guard
  • Kozuka – A short knife that slide through one of the holes in the tsuba into a “mostly” hidden spot on the side of the saya or sheath of the blade.
  • Kogai – A decorative tool used for tying and pinning hair. The kogai was attached to the saya in the same way as the kozuka (a small knife inserted into the saya).
  • Seppa – Two pair of thin metal spacers on either side of the guard (tsuba) of a sword (rokuganto).
  • Menuki – Ornaments display on the tsuka (handle) of where they can catch the eye and display a symbol about the sword or owner.
  • Fuchi – The cap of the handle against the tsuba.
  • Kashira – The pommel (end cap) of the handle.
  • Kojiri – The end cap of the saya or sheath of the blade.

The set he provided the merchant with cherry blossoms used iron and and shibuichi (alloy of 70% copper and 30% silver) to make the flowers pop to the eye using the nikuboi (relief carving). The set of Centipede Clan fittings used iron, copper, and shakudō (a copper 90-92% and gold 8-10% alloy). The tsuba stood out for the nikubori (relief carving) one could flip it over and over to watch the shakudō centipede crawl through from one side to the other four times! The rest of the tsuba was carved to look like cracked, rocky, ground.

Each of the Kozuka were small knives forged in his style he told his father would be the Kitsuki Kiba (Fang of the Kitsuki) blade style. Both of them had folded, blackened blades with the signature copper hamon line separating the harden edge softer core. These two Kozuka though were also a departure from the norm as they had double edges to them and the copper hamon ran up both sides. The work done in such a small size! It was remarkable to the merchants and the one smith he decided was competent enough to help him. That smith went by the name Tsi Sadayoshi, a ronin samurai.

The handle on the merchant’s set was Umimatsu (Black Coral) set in copper. Netsuke (scrimshaw) carvings to show the cherry blossom tree. The leaves being chased in shibuichi to make them stand out against the black and occasional fleck of red coral. Framed in and against the copper base.

The handle that went to Moshi family of the Centipede was made from clear lacquer resin! With his training in Kagaku (chemical reactions) he was able to build upon the nakago (tang) after wrapping his makago in shin copper sheath. Allowing him to create a surface for small layers of clear lacquer resin. Building on each layer he used amber dust to make a rocky landscape and then inset a special copper menuki of a centipede! When done it could be viewed from the sides and above as a centipede of the valley crawling over rocks of amber dust!

Using an orange ito silk and weaving in a flat braided copper wire version. He made a very unique ito wrap criss crossing metal and silk. That tsuka’s ito wrap by itself was a work of art! When you add in the amber dusted resin handle with copper menuki adhered to their spots, it was so beautiful to just look at.

During this time Doji Hoto and Hida Eiji spent most of their time on caravan patrol. Kyūjūsan (93) wagons was quite the caravan indeed! Hoto and Donoha had spent very little time together despite sleeping in the same wagon. Donoha was avoiding the Doji because he felt as though he had made him mad. Since he was the son of the current Emerald Champion he had no wish to infringe some court problem on to his Seppun grandmother. When Shànzi told him later that Hoto had been asking about his background, Donoha said to hide nothing. Answer all questions as truthfully as you could. Donoha also knew he snapped at him when he had been physically hurt. Emotions were high all around that night, and that may have been the first battle the Doji had been a part of. Rather than sparing verbally and making things worse no matter his intent. Donoha sent his retainer, Shànzi over to heal him and he walked away.

Even at the party he threw Donoha made sure Hoto had seen him and both raised saki cups towards each other but neither made a move to get within range to talk. Otaku Kai could feel the tension like a sixth sense and Donoha made it clear several times any tension was being directed at him this evening. However, an invitation was sent and to work as a team you must learn to work through rough moments and still have your teammate’s back. That is why he came with Shànzi and Kai. That night Donoha made it clear to Shànzi not to say any accolade about him. Tonight was Eiji’s night and he “EARNED” it.

Eiji and Donoha would spar when time permitted over the nearly two weeks with bokken and a training tetsubo (which is to say a simple but large wooden club made from many pieces of rattan). Donoha is trying to learn tetsubo tips and then provide similar guidance with swords or bladed weapons. Eiji helped him understand how to use his hammer as a sole weapon or things he could try if using it in his off hand.

Donoha was the most surprised and happy with Kai having made to friends! The first one was Hida Kawada of the Crab Clan. Whom was hoping to learn some of the Unicorn Clan’s techniques for firing bows on horseback. It took about three days for her to really open up and she did seem to get brighter each day because Kawada never cared about her size of roku shaku (6 feet). Until then the only person to treat her this way was Donoha. She was starting to really appreciate the Crab Clan members she had met.

The second friend she made was one of Kawada’s close friends and also an archer – Bayushi Akiyama. Kawada and Akiyama were near opposites with Kawada being relaxed and willing to even joke and laugh. Akiyama was always refined and followed all the rules in public. Their bickering between each other could not hide the fact that they were close friends and bond that had developed over time. Akiyama also did not care about Kai’s height in the slightest! Donoha was thrilled to hear about a Scorpion Clan member that did not seem to want to do him harm. He had high hopes that perhaps he could make friends with one as well. At the very most, overcome the hatred the one from the Shosuro family had for him.

Scroll of Kitsuki Donoha Part 6

THE BATTLE OF THE EMERALD SHADES

The group assembled across from the shades in the form of samurai close to them. Otaku Kai went to get o their horse and provide ranged attacks to the ones on the other side of the green, smoking crack in the ground. The landscape seem to change into a hellscape of sorts. Hoto moved to engage the one closest on this side of the crack and Eiji joined and crushed what Hoto started with their giant tetsubo (studded war club)! Donoha moved past them to second shade samurai and nearly cut it in half with Mittsu no Tamashi (Three Souls)!

In his other hand was his smithing hammer as he was attempting his first fight with the two-weapon niten style the Dragon clan is known for. His take for using the hammer was a reminder of the mentor and the student. That hammer made Mittsu Tamashi. The father and son fight as one, rather than twin swords made from the same bloom steel. His gempukku had influenced so much of his philosophy that you can honor tradition even when you forge a new path.

Eiji proved again why the Crab deserve the respect often not paid to them, he assists Hoto in killing one and then kept him alive by killing two more! As they close on the group from across the green smoking billowing chasm. All down the length of of the caravan samurai were stepping up to battle the shades. Their group was facing six, of the Eiji’s iron and wood tetsubo crush two on his own. Hoto helped with one more and Otaku Kai help with another accounting for a total of four! The Crab clan bushi cared not about politics, or how the Crane often joke at the Crab’s choices in etiquette. Eiji litterally became Hoto’s personal Kaui Kabe (the wall protecting Rokugan from the Shadowlands)!

None of this should be a slight to Doji Hoto. The man stood his ground and when wounded by the shade blade that passed through armor and burned the flesh of living things they struck! Not once did he cry out in pain, his eyes told volumes about what he endured as a samurai should. Nor did he run because he knew the Crab was his shield, his brother in arms.

Now to the two remaining shades fighting the group. Donoha had engaged one and after his first swing he brought the smithing hammer down and in a second strike he finished the creature off on his own! Matsu Shànzi witnessed all of it guarding Miu with her wakizashi drawn. She had engaged a shade that had come close to the wagons but Gru’Vi Two-Tails, the Nezumi came to their aid. The legends about their battle prowess are true and they appear to be unaffected by taint as the Crab claim them to be.

Now to the final shade in this recounting but not in chronological order goes solely to “A SINGLE ARROW” from astride her magnificent horse, Otaku Kai! She struck across the chasm and made them realize they would have to engage or just wait to die by her hand! While she wouldn’t admit it aloud, Shànzi, was impressed.

As the group turned to see about helping other groups. A giant storm of black and green clouds rolled in! It stretched across the sky from one end of Otosan Uchi to the other! Then a large head appeared withing the clouds above and began to speak, claiming to be the avatar of Lu Feng! It promised doom and destruction for the Emperor’s Gift and called the Emperor false. Now this author may be biased but the Kami is powerful and does not know how to communicate with itself or others. It’s upset over something it believes it could have won a little over a 1,000 years ago. It should direct its anger at the Kami that ate him and not the one that cut him free. Talk about misplaced aggression. Then Lu Feng gathered up the mess it had made vanished back to the Shadowlands, or whatever hell it was actually in.

Donoha tried to check on Hoto but it would appear he had made some egregious miscarriage of etiquette and Hoto snapped at him to remember his station. Donoha employed his Ichi-Maru (First Look) and figured he was as a Crane Damiyo’s offspring. Donoha did not like to stand on ceremony so close to a life or death moment and dropped the issue. Learning to work with newly found comrades means learning quirks of behavior. He asked Shànzi to tend to his wounds. They had never really talked with her lord about her Lion clan’s shugenja training. Her healing skills were minimal but she vowed to help.

Donoha decided to wait a day or two for a private conversation. He hoped lending his retainer would be an olive branch he could ply when he was not in pain. He figured he would be in good with Eiji because Shànzi had helped to protect their daughter, Miu. Much like the kintsugi or dotsugi (gold or copper joinery) working with companions was not unlike finding how to fix something and make the whole better than it was. His grandmother had been very kind in getting him posted to such an endeavor.

During her mending of Hoto’s wounds Donoha saw an amazing sight. Lion samurai were going down the line of the caravan offering healing. Two of the guards escorting shugenja were Akodo Maki and Matsu Mayumi. Both samurai-ko Donoha had helped in just weeks prior. They bowed and he returned but made sure his eyes went to the ground in a sign of respect. They made their bows a little deeper when they noticed, but said nothing and moved on since the Crane samurai was being treated.

The wagons his grand mother provided were amazing! The sponsors of this caravan would cover the care and maintenance of anything brought to help aid the caravan. Some samurai were being assigned to carriages. While Donoha had two green lacquered and gold-leafed trimmed enclosed carriages that slept four people each, and room for supplies inside and on top! He noticed Eiji going into weapon and gear care practices and decided that would be wise as well. Hoto wandered off and within a quarter of the Hour of the Hida (Boar / 10PM-Midnight; so roughly 30 minutes) starting word was brought to Shànzi and the other of a party being organized by Doji Hoto at a wagon that was bringing geisha!

Donoha figured that by showing up hopefully no hard feelings would set in. Shànzi done her best and Donoha donned his gift from Tozawa sama. To say this caravan was massive was an understatement. Almost a thousand and twenty three carriages and wagons made up the great train of the Emperor’s gift. It was a moving city in many ways, and either brilliant or a huge disaster in the making if Lu Feng had anything to do about it. Donoha decided he would stop it if the kami tried, so in his finest kimono, Shànzi and he headed to the party.

 

 

Scroll of Kitsuki Donoha Part 5

Donoha removed the Three Souls (Mittsu no Tamashi) katana in its green and copper colored lacquered saya (sheath). While bowing he offered it to the Dragon’s Emerald ambassador – Mirumoto Tanetsu sama saying, “Until you choose for me to leave your service. Myself, my skills, my retainers and my possessions are yours to command, Mirumoto sama.”

“Your service to me begins on the 26th of Hantei (Month of the Serpent) Kitsuki san. Until then, please give my regards to your Grandmother and Grandfather. Please clean for at least the remainder of the Hour of Bayushi and I will make sure your katana is waiting for you. I accept your pledge.” The Dragon’s Emerald Ambassador accepted the present katana.

The golden clothed with emerald accented garb of the Miharu imperial samurai of the Forbidden City with the Emperor’s mon and their imperial hiemin staff escorted Donoha and Shànzi past everything on the Way of Elements road to the clan bathing houses. While he did not display it at all, Donoha internally smirked every time they passed by someone that whispered they had been arrested. He remembered two of the samurai from when his Seppun relatives had met him in Ryo Bannin Toshi a few years back.

He was very happy about the fine kimono Tozawa sama had provided him. He had almost decided to wear the yellow one with the green shashiko patterned trim, but decided he should try and look his best when showing up. The leather shoulder pad was a fortune sent idea for keeping Shirogane from shredding it by just circumstance. When Donoha began walking the great bird took its place and Donoha asked it if it understood “bow?” Shirogane performed it again on his shoulder and was duly rewarded with a treat by its master.

Donoha remember that meeting in Ryo Bannin Toshi a few years ago and thought how amazing being a Seppun must be. Seeing it on the scale of Otosan Uchi left him at a loss for words. This made keeping a stoic face easier to do. Crowds parted like waves on the ocean! Shànzi was getting a “potentially” once in a lifetime view of the city from the position as a guest for one of the imperial families!

She was given a Seppun guard and heimin to guard and attend her in the Lion bath house, as the rest went with Donoha. After cleaning and settling into the bath the staff could hear her laugh once and say, “Ano rōnin-tachi wa bakadatta (Those ronin were idiots)!” Meanwhile Donoha was trying to maintain the manners his father and mother had drilled into him when it came to anything with his Seppun relatives. So even though everything felt great he was treating this as a meditation practice to retain his composure.

It was a quarter into the Hour of Shinjo (Dog / 8PM to 10PM; so about 8:30PM) when both of them had finish bathing, taking the customary milk tea and eating before being given a new set of clothes being told theirs would be delivered after laundering to the Seppun Palace. For Shànzi it was the first time she’d heard the word “palace” in association with the Seppun!

Before her was metallic crimson silk kimono with gold and copper colored shashiko stitching showing a lion stretched out in a crescent curve, attacking from the bottom to the trim at her neck! If someone walked around the kimono it would look like the lion on the front was fighting the one on the back, a grand battle! The Matsu mon on the trim of the sleaves, and Donoha’s mon over her left breast. Around Donoha’s mon is the arch you would find at a shrine to Ebisu, the Fortune of Honest Work. It also meant if someone else wore this besides Shànzi, they would likely be killed! If she wore it after leaving Donoha’s service the same fate could befall her. This was a gift and a warning.

Donoha’s was a metallic green silk and was covered in various shades of yellow shashiko stitching. It’s patterns appeared to trap the eye if stared at for to long. You could meditate looking at nothing but the kimono! One the Miharu samurai had the Three Souls katana and a message from Tanetsu that he has not personally wielded a finer sword. Donoha bowed and return it to the spot in his obi. His hammer front and center with the Wakizashi in the rear. Shirogane landed on his shoulder when it saw him, blessing to that shoulder pad!

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Thanks to the L5R game team for this image from the Atlas of Rokugan.
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As night had fallen upon the city it came alive in a wholly different way. It glowed in so many different shades of light! They boarded on one of three river boats and were carried over the waterway back to the River of the Sun. From there they traveled between the Toshisoto (Outer City) districts of Hojize and northern Juramashi. They crossed the river gates leading into the Ekohikei (Inner City). Initially between the districts of Karada and Hito, their sights were soon eclipsed and held hostage by the ten stories of the Imperial Palace of Hantei the XXXVIII!

It may have been dark but it was as though light and shadow danced across their view in ways that stunned their senses! While not showing emotion in public was the way of Rokugan, both Donoha and Shànzi had gasps on their faces. Donoha had such a great time because he could share this with someone and that realization dimmed his expression. Chiasa was not here to share it with. His chest tightened in pain, and he tried hiding it by taking in breath to cover up tears. He quickly rubbed his face and stared some more.

He hoped Akodo Maki had really found peace in the haiku he wrote her:
A lone lioness cries
Her mate is gone, her heart is torn
She will never forget.
His heart ached for Chiasa, a heimin maiden of the most talented wood-worker he’d ever met in the Phoenix Clan’s Aoijiro Province. He had a hard time looking about places of beauty and not wanting to share them with her. Now that she had gone to the Temple of the Elemental Masters he felt a kinship to Akodo Maki. Could he love again? As the myriad of lights played acrossed his face he was grateful for every shadow to hide a bit of his pain within.

Grateful when they docked at the border between the Karada and Hito districts. Donoha followed Miharu on the road around and entered the Forbidden City by the “Necessary Gate” located between the Hito and Kanjo districts. The Kanjo district still very animated with lights, sounds, smells, and night life! When the “Necessary Gate” shut the world felt quiet in a way you can’t quite put a finger on. Light was softer but not darker, it was as though the world pass the wall “almost” didn’t exist.

The 22nd of Hantei (Month of the Serpent) ended with the arrival at the Seppun Palace. To say this was opulent did not do it justice. Having been to Kyuden Doji in the Crane clan lands, Donoha, had a frame of reference to compare it to. To say it was more aesthetically pleasing than Kyuden Doji was bar he did not think he would see in his lifetime, but here they were. At the Seppun place the Sanbō-chō (majordomo / chamberlin / chief of staff) explained that Seppun Sora had retired for the evening and Seppun Yūshū was away on matter of the court. The lady would meet with them at breakfast.

Shriogane was provided a roost to rest, as there were other birds in the Emperor’s menagerie. He was cared for like a visiting prince. Donoha knew Yukiabo would also be well looked after while he was here. As they were shown where to stay on the second floor of the palace. In each of their rooms was a geisha performer. They waited for each of them to lay down and began to play lullaby songs until they had fallen asleep before removing themselves. The songs were all ones Donoha had grown up with from the Dragon lands. Incense had been lit that reminded them of scent of the trees in Dragon lands during autumn.

In the Forbidden City the Imperial palace shares its space with a grand neighbor inside the inner most walls protecting it and the Otomo Palace. Home of the oldest or simply the first of the Imperial Families. Snaking along the east to north side of the Imperial Palace, home of the Hantei family. They act as the “Voice of the Emperor” and often lead the Sentaku. The Sentaku decide whom can enter the forbidden city. Woe be upon the fool that attempts this without permission.

The Miya are the youngest of the Imperial families created on or near the 47th year of the Emerald Empire by the son of the original emperor Hantei Genji. They have been granted three buildings inside the Forbidden City. Two in the Northern corner, but on the opposite side from the Otomo Palace. The third is the building near the Necessary Gate. They are the “Heralds and Cartographers of the Emperor” often needing speedy departure for important missives.

Being the closet followers of the emperor created some issues within a few generations. The number of Princes and Princesses born to the Hantei family were so many, that rather than challenge the claim of the Emperor’s eldest child, at adulthood these other heirs joined the families of Hantei-no-Kami’s original followers, Miya and Otomo and Seppun.

Now the Seppun was the second family to be made at the same time as the Otomo. They are the “Protectors of the Emperor” which means the Miharu are the bushi Imperial Guards. They also act as magistrates, and most of the artisans and shugenja among them are the Astrologers of the Imperial court. Though it may seem like the Seppun have most physical presence in the Forbidden City that is due to there role as body guards not just to the Hantei, Otomo, other Seppun, and the Miya. They have studied every clan’s techniques so they can integrate them into the defense of the Forbidden City! They work with mostly Lion and Phoenix bushi samurai at the gates. You can find every clan represented upon the wall protecting the heart of the Emerald Empire. They also act as guards for every single guest welcomed to the Forbidden City.

Donoha woke to sunlight streaming through an open wall panel. When he noticed the servant they averted their gaze and froze like a deer afraid to move. Donoha greeted the servant with thanks for taking care of him and hoped he would not be a burden for the few days he would be staying. When the ask for their name they gave Oimo. Donoha thanked Oimo-san and made it very clear if the door to his room was shut he would be happy if Oimo-san would relax around him.

He stood and walked over to shut the door and asked him for help picking what to wear to the morning meal. Oimo bowed and showed him that his complete set of gear – everything – was laid out! His Three Souls katana and the Wakazashi that got him through Kenson Gakka were on a stand and his smithing hammer right in front. Just as he had it at his home. Oimo-san explained his Grandmother had been given a report of his attire and she had the Light Armor, Traveling Pack, Small Iron Box replaced with items that would not shame the family (upgraded from Poor to Fine).

Since breakfast was to be a private affair his yellow, cotton, kimono with the green shashiko pattern on the trim would be fine. He helped Donoha get ready. While doing so he mentioned another servant of his Grandmother was preparing Shànzi san as she was interested in the woman he had been traveling with. What Donoha did not know was Shànzi san already being at breakfast for half of the Hour of the Sun (Hare / 6am – 8am)!

Seppun Sora had made sure the young lady of the Lion clan was dressed in a red and yellow cotton kimono with similar designs from her silk kimono the day before imprinted and “some” shashiko pattern stitching on the trim. Her Mon was on the left breast this time directly below Donoha’s with Ebisu’s arch (Fortune of Honest Work) surrounding it. She let her know any anything she had that may have been poor quality has been replaced. When Shànzi woke that morning she had seen that someone had been in the room and laid out “ALL” of her things. Though some had been replaced with finer versions! Nothing of her possessions was missing and the greatest level of care had been given to arrangement.

It was about 30 minutes into their meal that Shànzi realized whom had ordered her stuff gone though. Her conversation was the most polite and engaging she’s had in a long while but this woman more fierce than a starving lion in the wild. If a vase could hold a hurricane was the impression she had from the glances she got the longer she talked with her. Seppun Sora clearly adored her grandson and was not unlike a mother protecting their cub. After seeing the care with which Shànzi was chronicling the tale of her mago-san (Grandson). The fire burned down and out of the older woman.

By the time Donoha joined them it had turned to making sure she had access to any supplies to help her continue the tale. It was also clear Donoha’s possessions had been gone through and upgraded when he kept thanking her for the gifts trying to say he was unworthy. He accept on the third time she told him he was worthy and then asked why he did not have heavier armor?

He went over the costs of learning how to make Mittsu Tamashi and it had taken a little over 500 koku over the three years. He talked about Supaku (Spark) having a straight blade and actually being the first sword. But because the temper did not use the clay techniques Kaiu and Kakita did, the curve did not happen naturally! Shànzi was stunned to learn he had made another sword and that first one had a seven man cut! Seppun Sora asked if he needed anything else and he mentioned because of Shirogane’s claws he’d love to get some heavier shoulder armor to save on kimono replacements. She smiled and said she would arrange something for a small favor and two Koku. Shànzi knew that’s all Donoha had since they’d been talking. So it was really for the favor.

She provided them both with jade pendants in the shape of the Seppun mon. She explained they were enchanted and would alert the guard you and anyone in direct skin to skin contact are allowed past the gates of the Forbidden City. They were never to take them off or show them outside even in the Ekohikei (Inner City). Be very careful of whom you come into direct contact with was the warning. With that breakfast came to and end.

When they went to leave three of the Miharu and one heimin clothed in the mostly gold and green accents (Seppun colors) followed them out. The heimin was Oimo and he had a chest strapped around his waist and another support strap going up over his shoulders and around his neck. Donoha understood that “ANYTHING” that required payment would be covered by his Grandmother. That was a responsibility and a gift.

Traveling had awakened in Donoha the notion that the heimin (commoners) did a lot of work and were often not treated well. The system should be in place to work together. A lot of samurai he felt did not deserve the respect they demanded. Naturally he’s never written this or shared it with anyone. If he ever was made a member of the Justicars he could see him happily spending his days destroying pompous samurai that did not deserve there “tax” of the Emperor’s rice.

During the 23rd of Hantei (Month of the Serpent) Donoha was thrilled to run into a friend at the markets from his early teen years, Otaku Kai. During two winter courts they got to hang out and bond as friends. Her detractors among the Agasha clan called her the Agasha Gaijin, which was due to their fear of her height, a smidgen above SIX SHAKU (6ft.)!

She came from the Otaku family of the Unicorn. Her father was Gaijin and the reason she was so tall, and when her dark hair was against the sun it reflected deep crimson-red tones. Donoha san and her spent two winter courts having adventures in the northern lands and through social and physical confrontations, Donoha san never left her side. He fell in love with horses having been given rides upon her great steed.

To say Matsu Shànzi shared his excitement would be a gross miscarriage of justice. While she kept her opinion to herself the Unicorn Clan burned her town and is the reason she has no immediate family. Donoha tried to explain that she accidentally killed a boy of a noble making inappropriate advances on her. She was exiled and more Dragon than Unicorn since her Shugenja training was a Dragon Fire school. This did little to help Shànzi accept her and she just nodded and said, “As you wish, Donoha-sama.”

Donoha let it go for now. Both of them were awkward around him for differing reasons. Kai hated crowds, and Shànzi was not the least bit fond of Kai-san.

During the 24th of Hantei (Month of the Serpent) Donoha made a new acquaintance that would be traveling in the caravan with everyone else going, Dojii Hoto of the Crane Clan. Hoto had noticed him the prior day being followed by Seppun Miharu. That meant he had imperial relatives close enough to warrant a guard. This Dragon had a Lion retainer that did not like his friendship with another Unicorn. This seemed like a pleasant distraction from the “oh so close” thumb of Hoto’s father. Not only was Donoha sama thrilled to make his acquaintance. Hoto sama mentioned he knew all the stops Donoha sama was trying to find the day before when he ran into his Unicorn friend.

When Doji Hoto had taken them to an armorer that in his words – “Make even the roughest Crab shine like polished emeralds.” Oimo looked up at his guard and received a nod. When a Miharu chooses to move it is best to stay still so they may perform their task. The Miharu leaned into Hoto’s ear and whispered (PM to player & GM). Hoto winked and leaned into the other three (Shànzi on the opposite side of Donoha from Kai), “So our friend there (nodding to the Miharu that went inside the armorer shop), has a lady friend and a small portion of that box was so a gift could be acquired as a reward for something he did for your Grandmother. She’s going to make sure its delivered discreetly as a present. Oh and look, a candle maker! Let’s check that out until they’re done.”

Hoto kept them so busy that only Shànzi noticed one of the Miharu act as a go between from Oimo and the guardsman at the armorer and their group at the candle maker’s shop. When their group’s Miharu noticed Shànzi, the Lion shugenja nodded quietly and drew two fingers across her mouth suggesting her lips were sealed. The Miharu returned the nod and went back to looking for threats.

After a fashion the group at the candle shop was alerted the side transaction had been completed and could join. Hoto had watched Donoha and noticed he had a passion for questions and observations. He also seemed be trained to do nothing to upset Seppun Sora. Likely because was trained hard to be nice to her, and perhaps enjoyed her company. When queried about being to Otosan Uchi before he mentioned the closest he’d been was Ryo Bannin Toshi where his aunt and grand parents met him. If Seppun Sora left Kyuden Seppun for a day trip to see her grandson stopping by for three days and then leaving again! She really liked her grandson, in fact doting Grandmother might be a better moniker.

When the group entered the shop Donoha mentioned his issue with Shirogane and showed the smith the leather shoulder pad. Then the smith noticed the hammer in Donoha’s obi where the wakazashi would normally be and everyone present got the story about an ancestor beating a crab and returning the Kaiu blade to the family. In exchange they presented this smithing hammer. It was eventually given to Donoha and he made his katana with it!

The smith lit up in their expression at a craftsman in their shop and a samurai! He asked if he could examine the part he made (gesturing to a table and stools). Since very few smiths make anything other than the blade. For Hoto this was a goldmine of info about Donoha as he explained that he made every single bit of the Three Souls katana. Even Shànzi got a few extra details as he named every craftsman that taught him enough of a craft to make this entire sword!

Donoha and the smith discussed things and Shànzi realized the smith was trying to see if Donoha was lying about any of it. The way the conversation got deeper and deeper into a craftsman language, it was clear Donoha had passed some hidden test. Dutifully she record the details she did not have written down before. After two whole hours of the day (4 hours for us) they got back to the bird and Donoha’s issue.
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Donoha and the smith discussed things and Shànzi realized the smith was trying to see if Donoha was lying about any of it. Donoha was likely aware, they thought to themselves, but he appeared to be paying it no mind because he could answer all the questions. The way the conversation got deeper and deeper into a craftsperson’s language, it was clear Donoha had passed some hidden test. Dutifully she record the details she did not have written down before. After two whole hours of the day (4 hours for us) they got back to the bird and Donoha’s issue.

They quickly got into measuring Donoha at various stages of dress and he assured him that despite only needing some robust shoulder armor to stand up to large bird talons. The smith, Teppeki, assured him he would be back for a full harness, and Hoto had told him he could make a Crab into a diamond. It was as much a compliment to Teppeki as it was a dig at the Crab Clan. They made plans to meet up the following day for the celebration tomorrow.

The day of the Doll/Kite Festival: 25th of Hantei (Month of the Serpent) – this festival was originally only for girls but the custom now includes male children. They receive expensive gifts from their families, intended for use when they become adults, and the girls gather doll sets in tiered plaforms and the boys fly brilliant kites. The dolls represent the Imperial court, and it’s traditional for girls to go around and appreciate each other’s doll sets.

When Donoha woke up there was an absolutely gorgeous set of of aigote kote (chain mail and plate connected armored sleeves) which stopped the chainmail just below the elbow plate’s disc! It could be worn under a kimono for court! Each side also came with attached waki-baki yoroi (chain mail and plate armpit protectors). All of the plates were a mix of green-lacquered tempered steel and tempered copper.

As though that had not been enough both shoulders had tate-eri (shoulder protection consisting of a steel and copper trimmed shoulder band over silk with hidden reinforced little six-sided hexagon plates of steel. That have thick lace cords of woven silk going trough four holes in them – not unlike a button – for even more shock absorption.) added on as extra support. They were removeable as well with toggles. Green silk, golden dragons slithering among the clouds on the emerald sky. Donoha never had a nicer Doll/Kite gift in his life!

Two reasons this was amazing is that: 1) normally wearing armor to court is a no go. Unless something about your role demands it, if its wartime, situations like that. To have armor that can be worn beneath was amazing for keeping one safe in all kinds of situation not the least of which could be court. 2) The “Do” (Chestplate) normally supports the armor for the shoulders and arms. Putting this on a garment underneath the Do removes the cords and ties on the shoulder from being cut and removing most of the armor.

Donoha wrote at least five haiku’s just thanking his Grandmother, Seppun Sora! He tried to refuse each piece three times as one does with gifts citing how unworthy he was. Shànzi watched all of it quietly taking notes. It was a longer breakfast than normal several pieces of his armor might cost around 25 koku each. A requisite amount of groveling was a steal for what he got in their opinion.

During the day Donoha and Shànzi visited the merchants of the caravans setting ways for him to have access to supplies and tools. Being able to display Mittsu Tamashi as an example of his skill was super useful in setting up deals as long as he made an extra item they could sell. Donoha was hoping to make friends / contacts and having a tanto to present using his design would be a good gift in help cement his clan’s blade among the two giants in the realm.

The reason Donoha had to meet so many craftspeople of the heimin class was the same reason the armor maker quizzed him for so long. You typically need “SEVEN” different craftspeople to make a katana, naginata, wakazashi, nagamaki, tachi, tanto, odachi, etc. The Katanakaji (Swordsmith/Bladesmith), the Togishi (Sharpener/Polisher), the Shiroganeshi (Habaki Crafter), the Sayashi (Sheath Manufacturer), the Tsukamakishi (Handle Wrapper), the Nurishi (Laquer Painter), and finally Kinkoshi and Tsubakoshi (Metal Fittings & Tsuba Manufacturer). Donoha was an artist with an attention to detail he plied for the Empire as a Kitsuki Magistrate. Matsu Shànzi and Lord Akodo Tozawa have seen first hand how that focus can be directed to solving crimes.

After that he met up with Otaku Kai and then Doji Hoto. Hoto-san was kind enough to treat everyone to the town they called home! He introduce Kai to his merchant friend from the Crab clan, Yasuki Minoru. Donoha was quick to shut up and just sit nearby as Hoto helped Kai work out a deal for supplies to gift out to places they visit. It was an impressive discourse and Kai hates social encounters because she can’t see the enemy’s weapon.

During this time we met another Crab bushi coming along on the caravan, Hida Eiji. What Donoha found even more impressive was that Eiji was just a bit taller than Kai, possibly six and a half shaku tall! Not just tall but stout! I think sumo entertainer may think twice before wrestling Eiji!. His voice had a softness to it though, as though they had spoken to children or small pets a great deal, the Dragon found him interesting.

Under Hoto’s guidance: Kai, Eiji, and Donoha followed him to eat at a variety of restaurants that evening. Matsu Shànzi was sent back with Donoha’s jade pendant wrapped in a mint green handkerchief before being removed and given to her to return to the Seppun House in the Forbidden city. She was to arrange for their belongings to be moved to the Dragon portion of the Emperor’s Gift caravan and secure a wagon or wagons that can sleep up to 8 people and supplies. She nodded, thrilled to put distance between her and Kai.

Dragging into the evening Kai opened up more and more. Donoha was having a grand time watching Hoto and Eiji help pry her social walls open. He took a moment to jot down a haiku about the Crane’s efforts:
Graceful crane, you soar
Through the sky on silent wings,
A symbol of peace.

Donoha slid that to him on a slip of paper and Hoto read it and slid it into his kimono without anyone else noticing. The smallest smile was made as he did so. He said nothing else about it. In his travels among Kyuden Doji he over heard one resident say to another, “It’s okay she did not respond. When you write something on paper it is because you do not wish to discuss it aloud.” Donoha understood this statement much clearer than before.

They made their way back to the caravan staging area outside the Hojize district and its north gate of Otosan Uchi. Once Eiji saw the wagon(s) Donoha had arranged via Shànzi’s efforts with the Seppun’s assistance. They brought over their traveling companions. His daughter Miu and the first Nezumi that Donoha had seen!

He’d heard about them while in the Crab lands and the legend they were immune to taint of the Shadowlands! However, he’d not seen one but was very curious to learn more. Then he paid attention to Hida Miu and the way this giant doted on the little girl. All of Eiji’s soft spoken tone made sense now. Hoto and Eiji went outside to speak for a bit but had come to some accord. Meanwhile if Matsu Shànzi could meld into shadow she would when she found out she was traveling with Kai because she was considered part of the Dragon clan. Also Donoha saw this as practice for learning to see what other clans are like. Walk ten thousand shaku in someone else’s tabi and you’ll understand them in ways you never could before.

Donoha tried to get Gru’ Vi to play “Go” with him while the Crab and the Crane were outside but trust and games would seem to take time to build up to. Shànzi began to play with Miu to distract herself from the giant in the wagon. Kai found a bunk and once it took her weight she kind of recoiled into her shell like a turtle. This was not how you’re supposed to ride. Donoha remembered she’d been particularly unfond of wagons unless they were open atop.

As everyone began to prepare to sleep since the caravan would be leaving on the morrow. A horrendous sound split the nighttime low sounds of packing and drums to drown out the commotion of the packing. The drumming stopped and the ground across the road from the caravan began to split open with an eerie green light and smoke belching forth with sounds no mortal would make! Shapes began to appear! Ghost, Oni, some other supernatural menace? The heroes prepare as Donoha howls for Shànzi to protect Miu!

Scroll of Kitsuki Donoha Part 4

THE ROAD TO OTOSAN UCHI

Kitsuki Donoha left Kyuden Ikoma on the 15th of Hantei or the Month of the Serpent. He’d begun practicing the duel wielding kenjutsu style with the Smith Hammer while he was staying among the Lion clan but it had proven difficult to master an unusual style. Still his clan was known for wielding two swords at once and he had to balance that with never letting the hammer get away from him. Now that Mittsu Tamashi was done he would have to try working on the technique again. Since he was told to never let the hammer out of his possession it occupies the spot his Wakizashi normally would. The shorter blade in his Daisho now rests on his back side within the obi sash. Shirogane’s training has gone well as it is perched on his right shoulder as though it was another limb.

While still very cold in the morning it felt like summer to the child of the Dragon clan. Spring began to whittle away the winter of the savannah plains in the Lion clan’s territory. The farther he travel the less traffic he would see. Carrying little in the way of supplies when it would come to food because he would stop merchant caravans to ask for food. Unlike some samurai he never asked for more than he needed and always thanked them for trying to offer more than asked. For long stretches of the first day he was alone moving through a sea of golden grass as most of the color was still gone from winter. The road had the look of great magic as it could part this golden sea.

As the day progress he had finished a haiku of the day.
Savannah, endless green
Where the wind whispers through the trees
Life abounds in peace

Donoha smiled to himself, knowing he had written the poem for the wrong season by using the word “green.” In the late spring and summer the haiku’s recital would find its place. However, in the way plants grow into bloom so to would this picture. Less frost was an artistic choice. He slept in the headman’s house in their front room of a village he passed by at nightfall. By candle light with a bowl water and a cloth from his iron box he added diluted ink tones for shading to the picture to give it the depth of life.

On the 16th of Hantei (Month of the Serpent) before the sun had completely reached its zenith in the hour of Hantei (Serpent). Donoha heard a commotion ahead. In no way trying to disguise his approach he came upon three ronin bully a young woman wearing the mon (crest) of the Lion clan on her rather well made leather backpack. When he was closer and could intervene from horse back the three turned to Donoha. Shirogane sitting on his right shoulder.

“This is none of your business, we all gotta eat,” the lady’s bag had been toss on the ground by one of the ronin looking for coin. One of the men was still casting a side eye at the bag. While the other two had the full attention affixed to Donoha.

Ignoring the three ronin he looked down to the lady, “Lion-san, do you require any assistance?”

The Lion courtier was clearly of the samurai class, verified when she spoke, “Yes, but if we can avoid any violence p, please.” Their gempukku as a Lion had to involve testing one’s self but were they faced with an unfair situation to overcome? Donoha wondered because here was the wide opened world and no one was around to tell it to stop, the difficulty was to high.

Donoha confirmed that she would like help but preferred a non-violent outcome. When she gave that confirmation with a nod he turned to the three men, “Since the Lion would prefer an outcome that does not involve the three of you dying today. Let me know what caused you to accost this lady?”

Their stories were of times are hard for wave-men with no one to call a master. They need to eat as well. Donoha mentioned the town he left this morning as a place to work out an arrangement to get food. Or they could become his retainers! This made everyone pause, but Donoha had heard the mandate of Hantei the XXXVIII about ronin needing to fine work with lords. Refusal to accept offers were punishable by death.

One of the three blurted out, “You look a little young to be granting the title of samurai to ronin, boy!”

Donoha nodded and without uttering a word he got off his horse and led it to the side of the road. Shirogane flew up and around landing on the pack tied to Yukiabo’s rump. Turning to the lady Lion briefly to mention they should gather their belongings and join his horse. At which point he turned away from her confident they understood his statement was not a request.

He then removed two pale-oak bokken (wooden swords; pale-oak only comes from one province in all of Rokugan. Aoijiro Province in the Phoenix lands. From the single and largest oak in the province that grows over the site where Emperor Hantei XVII was buried! Its bark is believed to have miraculous curative properties.) from his white dosanko horse’s saddle. Next, with his other hand drew his sword slowly and held above his head so they could get a good look at its unique blade.

“If you doubt my prowess or skill you have two choices. One, face me as a retainer in training and I’ll use these bokken. Two, face me as a person refusing the order of Emperor Hantei the Thirty-eight of his line for ronin to find masters to serve. In which case I will use the above blade and my hammer. Regardless of your choice the lady Lion is leaving here with me.”

The leader stepped forward putting his hand on the shoulder of the one that spoke out, “We would need a few days to put our affairs in order. Where is your destination and we could meet you there? By then we can also decide whether or not to serve you.”

Donoha put his sword back as slowly as he took it out. By acknowledging the lady Lion’s request he should find every avenue to pursue a peaceful resolution. Tucking the pale-oak bokken up under and arm should he still need them in a minute. He gave a curt but purposeful bow of just his head, “Shiro Akodo, and then on to Otosan-Uchi. I have been asked to travel with the Emperor’s Gift.”

The “Emperor’s Gift” is an open caravan of various forms of aid & entertainment, with their passage also given permission to use the Emperor’s Roads. They will be visiting each clan in reverse compass order as follows: Phoenix, Dragon, Unicorn, Scorpion, Crab, Lion, Crane. To be asked to join such a endeavor is a great honor. His offer had even more merit when Donoha produced a letter from under his light tatami (tatami = foldable) armor showing the seal of the Voice of the Emperor. Even the lady Lion had raised eyebrows, but Donoha knew this was the work of his Grandfather and Grandmother securing documentation and leaving it with his father to pass to him.

The ronin leader of the three wave-men said, “It should take you another three days to reach Shiro Akodo. We’ll meet you either just before the gates. Or barring bad timing will wait on the road that will lead to Otosan-Uchi. Is this acceptable?”

Donoha nodded and put the bokken back and mounted his horse. He offered a hand to the lady Lion and pulled her up into the saddle in front of him. He rode on with the same slow but purposeful gait he had been on the entire time. Shriogane returned to his right shoulder and just turned its head to watch the ronin as they left. It was not until the change between the hours of the Akodo (or Horse / 12pm – 2pm) and Doji (or Goat / 2pm-4pm) that he finally spoke to her.

Matsu Shànzi was their name and they too, were headed to Otosan-Uchi for the Emperor’s Gift. She had felt bad for the ronin but did not have any coin to spare. She lamented that while a Lion samurai she did not have a master to call her own and Donoha replied she should become his retainer. She was clearly and artisan that pursue at least calligraphy from what he had seen strewn on the ground. She accepted and formal introductions were made.

Shànzi loved to talk and they spoke about each others gempukku’s taken. She began writing down what she learned of Donoha when they stopped for the night at another village. Donoha often wondered if the Lion had such villages made as a way to not only reap the rewards of the land. Secondly, to provide the samurai and imperial messengers waypoints between larger settlements.

The Dragon lands were very mountainous and cities often made terraced going up the sides from valleys. It was cold in summer but in winter it was like a maze that was covered in snow! There reasons court times happened during winter when people often could not leave their homes. This was almost summer weather from back home near Great Fall Castle.

The 17th and 18th of Hantei (Month of the Serpent) had a routine that awoke Shànzi. The sounds of Donoha using one of his pale-oak bokken and his smithing hammer to create and unusual style based upon the two weapons the Mirumoto duelists of the Dragon clan are known for. Watching him move between slow-play and burst-action poses reminds of a quiet kabuki theater fight.

They traveled across the Lion clan lands with the two sitting back to back on Yukiabo. His steady, even, pace allowed Shànzi the opportunity to work on her notes with her pack on top of Donoha’s as a makeshift desk of sorts. With countless scraps of washi (plant-based paper) she would jot down things he would talk about and to her amazement there was nothing he would not answer. Since he had traveled much more than her she focused on the sword called “Three Souls” or Mittsu Tamashi. The story of its creation and Donoha’s gempukku was astounding to her.

Especially the part about Kenson Gakka or “Humility’s Lesson” and saving the daughter of the Ikoma family’s daimyo! When asked he showed her the scar from where the Scorpion’s katana had gone through his shoulder. Then he flexed his left shoulder to make it pop and showed a rare smile. He mentioned it was his first real fight but he learned so much from it words fail to explain its wisdom. He reminded her of his motto on Mittsu Tamashi that “Pain is traded for Wisdom.”

When they stopped to eat each day after a caravan had been stopped to ask for some fruit and slices of meat. Again with them offering more and Donoha refusing because his stomach was so small he could only take a little. Shànzi realized he only took what they would need and never more. When she asked him about it he said it was a way to practice Bushido. Jin was the act of compassion to not abuse the authority bestowed to them by the fortune of their birth and the grace of the Emperor. Rei is the act of courtesy to respect the efforts of the hiemen and eta in their roles within the Celestial Order. Makoto is the notion of being sincere and making sure what was asked is all that is taken despite being offered more. Therefore his words are his bond and his truth. Then there is Gi where one must be honest in all things.

As the Lady Sun begins to exchange rule of the sky with Lord Moon on the 18th of Hantei (Month of the Serpent), they arrived at a Temple to Benten, Fortune of Romantic Love. Donoha stops the horse when he hears a piece of pottery hit a stone floor! Followed very quickly by the crying of a woman!

Shànzi follows him as he approaches two Ashigaru Spearmen in colors of the Lion clan. Donoha enquires about their charge and he told it is the lady Akodo Maki they serve. He requests permission to approach and offer assistance regarding the sound of something breaking. They part for him to approach.

The maiden of the Lion clan and a samurai-ko, Akodo Maki, is kneeling at the temple, a simple roadside establishment adorned by Lion arches and a covered altar. It could be more accurate to say it was a gazebo than full building. A broken vase lies next to her at the temple altar, and she is holding a couple of the pieces as her tears and cries fall without regard to the world.

“Akodo-sama, my name is Kitsuki Donoha, and I have been trained in the art of restoring broken items. I happen to have my supplies with me and would be honored to render aid unto you, if you wish it.” Donoha chose to not acknowledge her tears for concern it would only cause her to feel further loss. He also made it her choice because its possible she wished to break the vase.

She pulled a folded cloth and in a clearly practiced move she had cleared her face of tears by the time she spun to meet his gaze, “I do wish it, please Kitsuki-san, if you can fix this I would be in your debt.”

Donoha bowed and got to work with the Ashigaru Spearmen to create a makeshift table he could set up braziers from the shrine around for light. Retrieving his iron box he pulled out adhesives and powdered copper dust. Matsu Shànzi sat with Maki san and records her tale about her love, Akodo Funaki, has been pledged to marry a Unicorn clan samurai-ko, in an effort to create peace between clans and families. He will be taking her family name – Otaku. She was paying tribute here to honor her love. She had long thought ssince Maki was owed a favor by their Daimyo. In addition to each of them being the youngest among their respective siblings they would be able to marry.

However, she has given up hope, and simply wants happiness for herself and Akodo Funaki. The Unicorn battle maiden or samurai-ko is Otaku Ito. Matsu Shànzi shared how the Unicorn destroyed a village of the Lion and that’s how she lost her home and nearly became a ronin were it not for Donoha. Both women had heard rumors that Otaku Ito is mean, spiteful, and not particularly fair person.

For several hours into the night Donoha worked on understanding “how” it went back together and using washi paper he sketched how to repair and beautify the vase. It would take three of his twelve rations of copper powder, but he gave up a fourth ration to make it into a tree of copper mending the vase and put his mon (crest) on the base to sign his work. His heart bled for Maki quietly having lost contact with his love but he would say nothing as he did not want to make this about himself. He would pour his heart into helping another mend hers. He could think of no better prayer to the divine Benten. He finished in the hour of the Hida (or Boar / 10pm – Midnight).

He apologized as he handed her the vase saying he used a reagent to make everything cure to a solid state quicker. But it would likely be done and the smell will vanish by morning. Maki could feel the warmth as copper laden adhesive was working and realizing as it cooled it was also pulling excess copper into the cracks! By the brazier light both Maki and Shànzi could see the copper tree holding the pieces together! Shànzi pointed out his mon on the bottom.

A lone lioness cries
Her mate is gone, her heart is torn
She will never forget.
He gave Maki a small scroll with this haiku and reminded her to live and learn to love again. He was really tyring to reassure himself. Maki swore if he ever needed aid the Akodo would be there to help. He was honored to help a member of the Akodo he reminded me later because one of his cousins is an Akodo. He bowed deeply in return and as she went back to prayer. The Ashigaru Spearmen helped him pack everything back up and the two travelers left in silence.

It was unspoken but neither could sleep after such an emotional event. They rode onward to Shiro Akodo arriving about an hour before dawn. There was no sign of the ronin and what was more is the gates were shut! Shànzi confirmed that was unusual even for night time given no active wars were happening within at least several days ride. As they rode up on Yukiabo’s back. Donoha notice the tension level of the guards were high thanks to his training in Ichi-Maru (First Glance).

As calmly as he had ridden up to the Ronin, he approached the gate of Shiro Akodo. “Battle does not wait for the rested soul,” he thought to himself. Adrenaline poured through his limbs like hot oil quenching a blade. Sleep would be delayed a little longer. When the guard told him to halt he did so. Seeing the gate samurai performing their Chugo or duty demanded nothing less than Rei or courtesy in return.

When queried by Donoha, the samurai of the gate said their had been a murder and Shiro Akodo was on lock down. He thanked him for the information, “Please tell your daimyo my name is Kitsuki Donoha of the Dragon Clan. We are known for being investigators, and I would be honored if your lord allowed me to assist in bringing the murderer to justice.” At which point he bowed.

One of the other samurai in the back with the Ashigaru soldiers stepped forward and whispered something into the other’s ear. The first Lion samurai asked him to wait as the other would bring Donoha sama’s offer to their daimyo. Both Shànzi and he dismounted and waited by Yukiabo as Shriogane settled back down on Donoha’s shoulder after his dismount. It was now the Hour of the Sun (Hare / 6am – 8am) when the guard returned and the Kitsuki was asked to help their lord.

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Shiro Akodo at dawn – Thanks to @Game Master & the L5R game for the image.
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As they were allowed inside with the gate being opened only as wide as to let them in and then shut once more. With his Ichi-Maru (First Glance) scanning the city for signs about what is out of place. He introduces Matsu Shànzi as his note taker, and to her credit Shànzi quickly gathered what she would need to perform this role from her pack on Yukiabo. The horse was handed to a guard to be stabled and cared for by the daimyo’s order. He never acknowledged Shirogane, as the great potoo bird (from claw to head was just under two “shaku” or feet) sat stoically on his right shoulder.

Into the district of the castle city went Donoha noticing how empty it was and what it should look like based on buildings, carts, and other signs. The hiemen would be in their homes likely above or in the back of their businesses. The eta would be in the villages outside the city walls, aside from those kept to perform tasks like moving the dead. When they arrived at the district damiyo’s estate they were led inside. Shànzi and Donoha removed their sandals and Donoha tied his to the side of his obi (belt). Shànzi left her’s at the entrance likely thinking Donoha strange for skirting the common custom. He did a good job scrapping them before attaching them but this was the first thing he did that was very strange.

Shirogane would adjust on his shoulder but was careful with placement of its claws. They were brought to second floor where an extra guard was outside the room the gate samurai had been leading them to. Both guards nodded to each other and Donoha noted this had likely been worked out in the last visit. The guard spoke to someone just beyond the wooden and paper door, “Jōkamachi-sama (castle town lord) I have brought the Kitsuki-san.”

“Yes, bring them in,” was the reply and the voice almost sounded like the growl of a lion.

The door was slid open by its guard and they stood to the side. The gate guard motioned and then left to return to their post. This room was as sparse as those in the most dragon castles. A futon lay tossed aside, there was a small pool of blood maybe one and a half koku wide in front of an armor stand displaying a grand o-yoroi (armor) bearing the Matsu mon as its maedate (crest on the helmet). It clearly belonged to a great member of that family. The room was otherwise empty save for the man that had spoken earlier slightly shorter than Donoha. However, his presence was a beast waiting and watching, the district Jōkamachi daimyo, Akodo Tozawa.

After introductions were made, Donoha requested to be allowed to begin. Tozawa nodded and made a gesture with their iron tessen (war fan) that the room was his. He walked still dressed in his tatami light armor from the road. He squated down close to the blood asking Shànzi for a spare quill from her yatate (portatble ink-cotton writing kit), to which she provided. When he got within a few inches of the blood he noticed an indentation in tatami floor mat. It was definitely not enough blood if a head was bashed in or throat cut. Also why preserve the scene if you were going to move the body?

“Kitsuki-san, we can call an eta if you need to check the blood,” Tozawa offered with a raised eyebrow at Donoha clearly sniffing the air around the stain on the floor.

Using the feather of the quill to help push the scent of the blood into his nose, “No need Akodo-sama, after all this isn’t a murder is it? This person was taken from here. This happened no longer than last night but over a few hours ago.” Speaking to a daimyo without eye-contact was considered rude enough but then Donoha had begun to stand and while looking at the o-yoroi their head whipped to the other side of the room and rather than facing the Daimyo they walked over to an exterior wall. Then they slid two fingers from each hand through notches made in the wall panel and pulled it completely free from the supports with EASE!

Setting it to the side he turned to the district daimyo, “Akodo-sama, I believe this Matsu Mayumi is not dead but kidnapped. You called it a murder so they would trip up and make a mistake not being able to ask for ransom.” Donoha then pointed out the blood stains on the column by the panel that nearly blended into the lacquer of the wood. Tozawa had both eyebrows raised as they stalked over, “Your ways are strange Kitsuki-san but clearly have merit.”

Donoha slipped on his sandals, handing the quill back, and swung out on one arm and saying, “High watch, Shirogane.” The great bird flew to the roof and perched in the morning sun. Donoha saw where a rope had been once attached to the wooden second floor wall. Pulling some strands from the wall he showed it to Tozawa whom spurted out “Eta” with disdain. Donoha was quick to point out they typically don’t have this skill. But if he was going to pull this off he would want to make it seem like the Eta were to blame.

“Well, it would appear we need to go this way,” then let go of the wall and leapt down to the ground below!

The landing was a little rougher than he would like and his kimono was damaged near the knee with a tear. However, he found some orange clumps of clay that did not match the ground and he took some and brought it out to the walkway that surrounded the estate. Both Tozawa and Shànzi were missing and presumably taking the stairs to come around and meet him.

When Tozawa sama and Shànzi san arrived he had six ashigaru spearmen with him. Donoha san showed him the orange clay and the Jōkamachi-sama growled. According to him this was indeed mud used for some pottery in the castle. The Jōkamachi-sama asked if any of his ashigaru knew which town this was from and one gave the affirmative. He was assigned to help us. Donoha san had Shànzi san document his name for the investigation – Minoru.

They headed off as a group and Donoha san mentioned keeping the guard of Matsu Mayumi san’s room under watch in case they were an accomplice. Tozawa sama nodded mentioning they were being treated for their injures currently. He’d acknowledged his caution and act on it when he got back. They came to a side gate of the district that would also lead them outside of Shiro Akodo.

Donoha’s Ichi-Maru detected a problem with the gate’s hinge. When they queried the guards it had been broken off yesterday and been repaired. Donoha nodded, “Matsu-san get their names so I can tell their lord they were helpful. Now if one of you can open the gate so Ashigaru-san here may lead us to our destination.” Shànzi did as she was instructed and recorded: Akodo Kashin and Akodo Kanemoto. She proceed on following behind the two as soon as she had stored her quill on her yatate (portatble ink-cotton writing kit).

The real reason he wanted their name was he considered them possible accomplices. He’d use the Kitsuki brand of investigation or Nazado to determine if Lion’s were at fault. One thing he knew for certain is he did not want to play Go with Tozawa.

When they got to the Eta town outside Shiro Akodo’s jōkamachi (castle town). Donoha san had the group stop, they – meaning other than him – would approach quietly. Shànzi san was to hang back and record and seek reinforcements should the need arise. Minoru san’s job was to locate Matsu Mayumi san and either get her out or protect her until help could come. Donoha san would deal with whatever the threat was they would face. It was not lost on him that this was the same setup as the Second Battle of Kenson Gakka only he was the one tackling a crowd so someone else might secure the target’s safety.

Now was not the time for worry or doubt. Now was time for Yu (courage), Chugo (duty), and Meyo (honor). Donoha walked into the village ring of huts and saw the same three ronin from his first encounter with Shànzi. Stopping about 20 shaku (each shaku is roughly one foot) from the trio he addressed them as he drew his katana and hammer, “Well, it would seem you’ve made up your minds.”

There leader, again in the back chuckled as he replied, “Lady Shosuru said you would find us but it was quicker than I thought it would be. Her offer had more coin behind it rather than the promise of redemption.”

Sighing that it had come to this the young Dragon retorted, “Fine, then who wishes to die first?”

The leader tried to go on about numbers and intimidation and Donoha san ignored them completely turned around and told Shànzi san to make sure she got all of this. With a shout of the affirmative from the young Lion he turned back to the now enraged ronin as their leader shouted for the two subordinates to charge Donoha! Using the hammer like a tonfa he would use the strong steel head to parry anything while he swung Mittsu Tamashi at the one telegraphing his movements.

Their head went sailing through the air akin to a tossed sack of rice!

His counterpart struck Donoha in the right side but the tatami light armor kept the blow from being fatal. Donoha’s return swing missed it’s mark of their neck but so did his second opponent swing wide trying to avoid the black river of death that was Mittsu Tamashi’s black edge, the copper hamon line flashing in the night! Then the assailant noticed to late that Donoha had made each strike with counters should he miss. Mittsu Tamashi went right through his chest and out the back! The ronin’s final view of the world was being tossed off the blade as Donoha simply rotated the blade. Then with a flick simply cut his way out of the dead man’s chest.

Matsu Shànzi san was stunned at how fast and brutal his attacks had been! She had never seen him fight before and now understood why he had sounded a little full of himself when they met. He had allowed them to leave alive, not the other way around. She pitied the Eta villagers that were all bowed in prostration outside their homes. Minoru san waved to Shànzi san that they had made it to Matsu Mayumi! It felt like time had slowed down but the grains in the hour glass were surely falling regardless of their perception.

“The nerve, the audacity!” Shànzi san thought to herself. The ronin leader was asking for a duel, they did not deserve such an honor but her master merely bowed. Then using a mint green cloth he wiped his blade down an sheathed it. He stepped forward to the appropriate distance and took his stance.

The ronin shouted, “Shūchū (focus)!” Donoha never broke eye contact with the slight nod. Next the ronin shouted, “Sutoraiku (strike)!” Donoha swung and had the ronin been any less of a brickhouse of a man they would be dead! From his left shoulder out their right hip was the gash of crimson beginning to color everything they were wearing!

He swung and it was able to tear away some of Donoha’s light tatami armor from his chest leaving a significant wound! He dropped to a knee the tip of Mittsu Tamashi thrust into the dirt to keep him from dropping to the ground. Shànzi saw some of her master blood fall to the dirt on his left side from their vantage. The she saw something amazing happen! She saw Mittsu Tamashi slightly awaken as a nemuranai! Smoke poured from where the copper touched the hard black edge. It then swirled up the blade and Donoha’s arm as he stood making his strike!

He cut clean through from the right shoulder out the left hip completing the “X” in the body before it slid in half to fall in two parts! Then the smoke pulled itself back into the sword! Donoha slumped to his knees leaning on his sword.

Minoru had Matsu Mayumi over his shoulder if it was straining him the Ashigaru never showed it. Shànzi ran to the Dragon and saw how bad the cut was. She roused him from falling asleep and he stood. He told the Eta of the village they were not to be buried with their heads. Then the heavens would know to punish them in their next incarnation. They made their way back to Lord Tozawa’s estate within his district of Shiro Akodo.

He cut clean through from the right shoulder out the left hip completing the “X” in the body before it slid in half to fall in two parts! Then the smoke pulled itself back into the sword! Donoha slumped to his knees leaning on his sword.

Minoru had Matsu Mayumi over his shoulder if it was straining him the Ashigaru never showed it. Shànzi ran to the Dragon and saw how bad the cut was. She roused him from falling asleep and he stood. He told the Eta of the village they were not to be buried with their heads. Then the heavens would know to punish them in their next incarnation. They made their way back to Lord Tozawa’s estate within his district of Shiro Akodo.

Donoha had Shànzi write down his haiku on the way back:
Bandits threaten fair maid,
A hero steps forward to save,
She is grateful, safe.

Donoha apologized for bringing danger to his house. A perplexed Tozawa raised an eyebrow at that. When he explained that his family fought on the side of of the Lion at Kenson Gakka, Tozawa smiled and clapped his shoulder. Next he extoled the virtues of Minoru and the two Akodo samurai at the gate. He also felt the healing guard under watch was no longer a threat.

Despite his wounds he accepted the toast to him of sake for restoring the honor and face of the house. Then he left with an attendant to a room to rest and get aid. Before leaving he told Shànzi to give him her unvarnished assessment since meeting him on the road. Leave out no detail (letting her know it was okay to tell Maki’s tale), Lion to Lion. He asked Tozawa if someone might be able to mend his gear. Tozawa bowed to him and a speechless Donoha slid the door shut.

Donoha was tended to while he slept and did not wake until the Hour of the Akodo (Horse / 12 noon – 2pm) on the 20th of Hantei (Month of the Serpent). The physician treating his wounds made it clear another tenth of a Shaku and he’d be dead. His wounds were healed and while there would be scarring it would not be visible under normal circumstances. Donoha considered getting a Tattoo later to cover it up with ink.

Donoha mentioned to Shànzi they would leave bright and early on the 21st and should make it by night fall on the 22nd. When she asked about lodgings he said they would be staying with his Obachan and Ojīsan (Grandmother and Grandfather) when they arrived. She had discussed it with him when she had handed him the invitation to join the Emperor’s Gift. They would have someone meet them at the Northern gate.

One of the Ashigaru assigned to attend Donoha did knock when he heard them talking and informed them because of Donoha’s mon, a runner had been sent on to Otosan Uchi to let Seppun Sora (Donoha’s Grandmother on his father’s side) know of his delay because he had helped Tozawa sama. Matsu Shànzi had yet to see his mon have any affect on people, but after the service he provided Tozawa sama. The Akodo samurai spared no expense when one of the heimin craftspeople asked if they were allowed to work on clothing of a person related to the Imperial family.

Even Shànzi had been questioned about their travel plans and knew he was related to the Seppun, but it did not take historians long to figure out the connection was A) real, and B) whom it was. Shànzi was allowed to read the scrolls about Seppun Yūshū, whom used to be Kitsuki Yūshū before marrying into the Seppun because valorous and glorious deeds for the Emerald Empire.

They learned about the first born being given to the Seppun line and the second born would be given back to the Dragon. All subsequent children would be in the Dragon family. Most thought the boy would be a Seppun but the first boy ended up being the second child and Kitsuki Orochi was Donoha’s father. Where the first born child was Seppun Mariko and Donoha’s elder aunt. There third child was Kitsuki Hotaro and was married off to the Akodo family!

As far as Shànzi san was concerned it was unlikely for samurai to lie, but what were the odds of meeting a relative of the imperial family? Just making their way with no entourage to the empire’s capital city and needing a retainer! Now she was not just going to see the capital of the empire but she would likely be one of the few to see the inside of the Forbidden City where the Emperor lives! As a bard of the Lion Clan this was astounding!

All of his equipment had been repaired: the tatami light armor, he had been gifted and average quality kimono set (pants, under shirt, and obi) of yellow with green shashiko stitching on the trim in geometric shapes. It was the additional fine kimono that had taken her breath away. She stare at it on the stand before he had woken up for whole hour (two hours for us) of the day!

Donoha made it a point of trying at least twice to refuse such a fine kimono given the yellow one would have been fine. Alas, Tozawa sama would not hear of it and Donoha made it a point to wear it out on the 21st when they left at dawn. It was the least armored Shànzi had seen him. They had made a detachable right shoulder plate of lacquer leather for Shirogane to sit on which would tie across his chest and his right upper arm!

Yukiabo looked at though they were primed for a parade. Donoha had Shànzi sit in fornt this time as he had to have several stretches on Yukiabo of faster pace to reach Mura Kita Chushin (North Hub Village) by nightfall. They did sleep in a little bit but likely only three hours of the day’s worth (six hours for us). When they left Mura Kita Chushin it was only the beginning of the Hour of the Moon (Dragon / 8AM to 10AM). Once they crossed the great bridge over the waterway that feeds the River of the Sun which cuts through Otosan Uchi he slow the pace to a trot and they take a small break there to water and rest Yukiabo.

They arrived at the area with the assembled caravan out by the north gate of Otosan Uchi’s Hojize district. They arrived just after the Hour of Bayushi (Rooster / 6PM – 8PM) began. Along the road the road where the Emperor’s Gift caravan was being staged. They came to the official Clan Guide Houses where Donoha mentioned he would meet Shànzi after they had their bath.

However a strange presence was waiting by the Dragon and Lion guide houses. Samurai wearing the Mon of the Emporer were standing out side of each. It was the Miharu – the Imperial guard! There was a few heimin servants with each and a exceptionally dressed samurai of Dragon and Lion clans standing with them. The one of the heimin of each group had a sign with the names of each respective rider of Yukiabo. Shànzi looked at Donoha as the rode up with raised eyebrows to the Dragon guide house and dismounted.

When Donoha bowed to the Miharu Samurai (all of whom are inducted from the Seppun family and their relations) and introduced himself and Shànzi. Shirogane flew up and saw his master doing the “thing” again. When it landed on Yukiabo it spread it wings and bowed as well! The head of the Miharu (Seppun Honor Guard – alt name from resarch) samurai nodded and said, “Taka-san, any bird that shows respect like that is welcomed, go feed it.” A heimin in the group pulled a strip of meat and appraoched in a manner suggesting he handles animals for their work. Shirogane saw the outstretched hand with meat hanging and the great bird swooped in to grab it and landed on the same spot of the packs on Yukiabo.

Another heimin waved a flag that might have been mounted to a Samurai’s armored back. Made of golden silk, it alerted the other group their target had arrived. The two Emerald Ambassadors for the Dragon and Lion clans introduced themselves as Mirumoto Tanetsu and Kitsu Tsuguri. Shànzi san was very demure since Tsuguri sama was also the Family Damiyo for this branch of the Lion Clan! Kitsu heard about Donoha’s Lion retainer and that both had aided Tozawa sama of Shiro Akodo.

Donoha and Shànzi, well mostly Shànzi, was being explained about the house with bathing, clothes, and food to welcome them from there journey. When she was able to politely get Donoha to pay attention he nodded his understanding. Only after investigating a crime did Shànzi realized he had grasped everything and was not brushing her off. Details are his strong suite. He’d been engaged with talking to Tanetsu sama about his interest inspecting the only other sword that had made an eight man cut! One or two of Miharu betrayed themselves with a raised eyebrow but said nothing else.

Scroll of Kitsuki Donoha Part 3

THE EIGHT MAN CUT

After three weeks of resting and healing his shoulder. Then getting his broken tooth repaired from where the blade sliced his face. Availing himself of blank scrolls he presented a copy of his journey’s journal to date to the Damiyo with his sketches and commentary about what he had seen on the land and sea. In exchange he asked the damiyo for two blades that had failed and broke under use. He then explained how he wished to make a sword from those people or objects that had lost honor so he might perform deeds to help their souls enter the next life with less of a stain upon them. It was an act of charity because those souls can’t thank him but maybe he can help some ghosts find peace to move on.

The Damiyo asked him to come back when he called him. It was two days later when he was brought into court of the Ikoma Damiyo. There were two pristinely cleaned anvils before him and upon each were a katana and a wakizashi. The leader of the Damiyo’s samurai said he had failed to protect his lord’s daughter but Donoha had helped him correct that blunder allowing him to save face and honor. His punishment was to surrender the katana that he had failed to save her with and after cleansing in a shrine he would seek another for his purified soul. He wrapped his hand in silk and gripped the blade and brought a smithing down on it breaking the blade! He then brought them over and set them in front of Donoha.

The Damiyo then mentioned he must act for the will of the Mandate of Heaven that means his life and will must serve a higher cause. Since samurai is derived from the word saburau, meaning “to serve.” Samurai are servants to a cause or person always higher than themselves. All families of samurai are honored for helping to create more samurai. However, all honor comes with costs and dues. Consider it a celestial example of karmic exchange.

To show how much he respects that Donoha helped and never asked for a reward, even offering knowledge of the world at large (holding up the scroll/book Donoha made him). One of Donoha’s teeth had been fixed by a Ikoma Shugenja using silver/copper amalgam cap. The Damiyo then said if the lad would accept, he would give him his name early for he had absolute faith he would succeed in his gempukku! When Donoha bowed his head and hands in supplication the court would record Donoha or “Copper Tooth“! When he can reclaim the fallen blade’s honor and send all the familyies’ word of the deeds he accomplishes with this new soul saving sword. Then he may add “kiba” to his name or “Fang“, as a fitting epitaph for a full Dragon! Donoha san just realized he had been tasked with a second gempukku. He also realized all of this was likely cleared with his family.

The Ikoma Damiyo continued on about Donoha san had wanted these blades as a chance to help repair the honor of others. His ranking samurai moved to the wakizashi and the assembled court realized that had been their lord’s personal wakizashi. He had the sheath wrapped up and a courier left with it and a box to present to Donoha’s father to help cover some of the costs of the gempukku he was on. Then ranking samurai broke the wakizashi and presented it to Donoha!

Word of that action spread like wildfire, and when Donoha arrived home in late summer, early fall. It was to stares and hushed whispers when people realized whom was walking through. To show his gratitude (thanks to the Lion’s gift) Donoha’s father hired a Mirumoto duelist from the Dojo of the Mirror to personally train his son alongside Kitsuki Inoki. He would likely need it when his glory hit locations before him. Then a full year went into the process and if he wasn’t forging the katana he would meditate on it through training from both Inoki sensei and Mirumoto Uesugi his weapons instructor.

When he completed his prototype at 18 years of age. He, more than anyone, was surprised that it was straight. Since he had not used clay in the temper the blade did not curve due to the differential temper. The style of the blade was ancient. A style still used by Yobanjin people that had refused to submit to the Kami! The rarity of a straight sword in the Emerald Empire was high and typically only seen in sword cane used as one got older.

Uesugi and his mother, Hana, arranged the cutting test. Knowing what was coming for Donoha the test was made using the bodies of ronin that had convicted as criminals. Mirumoto Uesugi san, Kitsuki Inoki san, and Kitsuki Hana okasan were present. When Donoha swung he had made it through seven bodies grazing the spine on number eight! They showed his father and vouched on their honor they witnessed Donoha do this.

Not understanding the significance Donoha san asked his father, Kitsuki Orochi, why was everyone surprised. His father explained the record cut in the empire was known as the Eight Man Cut (八人の男を半分に減らす = Hachi Ri no o-toko o-Hanbun ni Herasu). To show Donoha he took his own katana and made it through six but not quite seven. The fact Donoha san’s blade had made it through seven and into number eight means he nearly match the record cut. No one else had come this close!

He asked Donoha if he had the ability and materials to make another. Donoha confirmed he could make just one more. His father tasked him with making the second curved and the cutting test and completion of the gempukku would be held at Kyuden Ikoma to honor the boy’s name-giver. In fact it would be held at Winter Court as the Emperor would be staying there!

The prototype katana was named Supaku or Spark, since it had been the flame in the darkness that a new tradition may be born from. Stored in shirasaya style the wooden handle or tsubaka and the saya or sheath were lacquered dark green and deliberately disturbed in the drying process to make a variety of triangles to represent the three clans that had contributed to the blade. Coppered lacquer was applied on the lines between the triangles. It could be confused for an ornate and beautiful walking stick. The katana bears his Mon, signature, and the broken flower with seven petals for the cutting count upon the tang. The handle has an ornate kashira that resembled a dragon coming out one side of the tsuka and resting its head on the endcap of the handle.

It was nearly six months later that he completed the sword: Mittsu Tamashi 三つ魂 or Three Souls. Balancing his sword training and lessons as a magistrate. His birthday celebration and gempukku ceremony completion had been put on hold since it was getting into winter. Arrangements had been made to make the cutting test before samurai of the Crab, Phoenix, and Lion that were representing their clans at court. Other clans were invited as well promising a sword not seen before!

The Kitsuki family sent magistrates with Donoha among them. Having spent everything available to him his simple mint green kimono with a darker green hakama. A simple pastel yellow obi/sash. A thin handle bar mustache. His light armor is lacquered dark green with yellow stitching and/or lacing as needed. The rest of his attire is so plain it could make him appear poor. In fact, the only thing ostentatious about him was his weapons. The thing that stood out on him was the gloriously wrapped sword in a green silk cover with golden dragons, red fiery birds, dark blue crabs, and copper colored lions upon it showing each clan he visited in order of journey.

Donoha was a little nervous late on the first night in a grand courtyard. About 12 feet in front of the mat he knelt on were 8 corpses of convicted criminals. Stacked rather neatly one atop of the other over a wooden slab. Special torches had been lit to ward off insects. Still bound by the silk covering Mittsu no Tamashi laid in front of his knees.

Behind the torches set around the courtyard were mats for those wishing to watch the cutting demonstration. The Damiyo of the Ikoma family was present along with high-ranking samurai of the Phoenix and the Crab. Lion and Crane historians were present to record the result. Smiths from these clans and from the imperial capital were present. Lastly his grandfather and grandmother from House Seppun took the last spot next to his son, Kitsuki Orochi san.

When the Ikoma Damiyo raised his fan, Donoha removed the silk cover and set Mittsu no Tamashi (Three Souls) in front so people could see it. The green lacquered saya with veins of copper showing off the eclectic triangles on its surface. The diamond shape gold and copper dragon tsuba making the blade always rest at an angle. The braided silk tsuka (handle) wrap in shades of green, the fittings in copper gleaming against the green in torchlight.

Several attendees noted the blade length would put it right on the edge between and horseman’s tachi katana and the footman’s uchigatana katana. The latter being far more common. The saya was done up in the only fitting style for such an ambigous length blade. Handachi combines the fittings of a tachi length katana on the saya for riding a horse. But instead placing them on a saya designed for an uchigatana length weapon carried on foot.

While there were murmurs amid the crowd about the choices there were gasps when the blade was revealed as he stood and walked around his own saya (sheath) to ready his dual handed overhead strike. The hasaki (hard edge) towards the sky was as black as night! The came the hamon line’s replacement as a wall of coppery fire distinctly keeping the earth from touching the night sky. Next, the mune, shinogi-ji, and ji (the back damascus part(s) of the blade) shown like black and white ripples of waves or hills seeking the sky and the fire wall forever keeping them apart!

The Ikoma Damiyo said he wished to know what was etched on the blade. A few more heads tilted and realized a phrase was cut into both sides of the softer portion of the blade. Without moving Donoha replied, “On the Damiyo’s side is the blade’s name, Mittsu Tamashi (Three Souls). On the Seppun’s side (they were each given the best seats to view the event) is my motto: Itami wa chie to hikikae ni sa reru (pain is traded for wisdom). Tonight, my blade cuts for you, Ikoma-sama, I am unworthy to stand here but I shall strike when you say to.”

The Ikoma Damiyo nodded and dropped his fan and Donoha took one step forward and as the forward foot hit the ground so did the black blade that flashed coppery fire swinging through the air! It was the Crane smith directly looking at the stack of dead criminals that made the surprised yelp! Everyone heard the THUNK sound of the blade hitting the wooden base the bodies were stacked upon. This Crane smith saw the stack split in half and tilt about half a shaku (6 inches) to the left and right of Donoha!

He began exclaiming until a samurai of the Crane clan led him gently, but firmly away. The onlookers saw and gasps filled the courtyard. It was then Donoha had looked up as he was so focused on the cut. The eight bodies had been cut clean through! Only one other person had done this in the Empire’s history! Donoha’s eyebrows raised and then he remembered the training from Mirumoto Uesugi. He removed a mint green cloth from his kimono and wiped the blood clean from the blade and then dabbed the etched phrases on each side. He quietly walked back around the other side of his saya (wooden sheath) and put the blade on the mat, front edge angled down. He then folded bloodied cloth so the smallest amount would touch the tatami mat he returned to kneeling upon.

Donoha stayed motionless while conversations began and the Ikoma damiyo stood to escort his paternal grandmother over to him. The grandmother asked Donoha to present the katana to the Ikoma Damiyo so she might have a better look. Her grandson complied stating her full honorific title and both katana and saya were handed over.

Then she asked loud enough to quiet the conversations, “Kore wa kanzen ni anata ga tsukutta nodesu, mago-san (You made this completely, grandson)?”

That made a number of heads turned when she addressed him that way in public. “Hai, rippana o bāchandesu (yes, honorable grandmother).”

No one moved for a second because saying “chan” as an honorific from a non-imperial family member to one of the three imperial families had better be certain it’s okay.

“Watashi wa anata no mago o hokori ni omoimasu. San-Nichi-go ni ocha o nomi ni kite kudasai. (I am proud of you grandson. Come have tea with me in three days.).” She bowed to the Damiyo and whom returned the katana and saya to Donoha and escorted her and the other Seppun family from the courtyard. Donoha knelt his head to the mat until they left. When he sat up and looked at his father the smile and nod let him know he had passed his gempukku.

His father presented him with a companion as a present. His sister was given a hound and he was given a great bird known as a Potoo. He named his bird Shirogane because of how brilliant the white and golden feathers looked. It was a welcome respite to travels by himself.

The next two days he was nearly assaulted by every smith asking questions. His father addressed this holding up the collected scrolls he kept and said his son has provided the Clan his complete knowledge on the Ryūu no Kazoku 竜の家族 (Dragon Family) Blade. The Dragon clan smiths will study and produce only 10 next year. All the way until spring Donoha kept having fend off sly smiths and courtiers trying worm a promise to make a blade for them. He did recite the tale of why he made the blade and the clans that helped him (tapping the menuki on the tsubaka as he got to those points). It was the only time a blade was permitted in the dining area.

Before his father (Kitsuki Orochi), dueling sensei (Mirumoto Uesugi) and magistrate sensei (Kitsuki Inoki) all headed home after the first month past in the turning of the year. Kitsuki Inoki presented his pupil with a parting gift. A white dosanko breed horse he’d named Yukiabo (roughly means “Snow Buddy” and great for mountain crossings) for its color and friendly demeanor. Donoha spent a few weeks getting acquainted with his other new animal companion and his new bird, Shirogane.

It was during this period he also received the last letter from his true love that she had been summoned to the Elemental Council of the Phoenix Clan. It was during this period he was given further magistrate training and made a member of the Emperor’s Gift and would be traveling with them as they left at spring! He was now 19 years old.

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THE SECOND BATTLE OF KENSON GAKKA

Sawanda san got him passage to a Shiro Matsu out of respect to the young man trying to work and better themselves in an unusual gempukku to be certain. The stops in Shiro Daidoji and Kosaten Shiro were fairly quick but he remembers the tea houses in both as wonderful places to eat. Even the border fortress were places of amazing beauty as Donoha san remembers them.

Cross the waterway that feed into the lake known as Mizu-umi No Fuko led him into the Lands of the Lion, home to his mother Kitsuki (was Ikoma) Hana. She had been promised to his father at the wedding of Akodo Isoroku to his father’s younger sister Kitsuki Hotaru. However, Donoha san’s first stop in the Lion Clan lands was none other than Shiro Matsu.

Sheer happenstance would land him in hot water another week down the road in Kenson Gakka. Known as “Humility’s Lesson” since its capture by the Lion for Scorpion incursions against Kyuden Ikoma. He joined another caravan leaving the Matsu family’s stronghold and traveling north along the road through Kyakuehu Mura. He was excited at seeing the final destination of Kyuden Ikoma where his mother came from.

While in Kenson Gakka a member of the caravan had been kidnapped and Donoha helped the caravan master find and recover the member. During the search they were set upon by bandits dressed in the colors and mons of the Scorpion Clan in the city. In a standoff where the caravan master revealed himself to be a high-ranking samurai of the Lion beset by the Scorpion cloaked bandit forces.

Donoha was tasked with rescuing the missing caravan member while the samurai dealt with the interlopers. Donoha dueled the final guard with his wakizashi that was trying to abscond with the victim. The Scorpion-lookin rogue was to quick and cut Donoha’s face! Then with a flick of silver in the dark burying their katana into his upper left shoulder!

Making a split second choice to close the gap Donoha surged forward trapping the blade under his collarbone! Swinging the wakizashi given to him by Kitsuki Inoki. The young Dragon nearly took the bandit’s head before the coward fled into the night clutching their neck. The bandit had abandoned their sword! Donoha did as he was told and got the victim out!

They met back at the caravan where the samurai was waiting, bloody, hurt, but the grin he gave Donoha told him “you should see the other guys.” The ranking samurai was beset upon by the person Donoha had saved. It appeared to be a young lady! It was then it was revealed the victim he saved was the daughter of the Damiyo of Kyuden Ikoma! They began to tell the tale of the battle and seeing the sword still in him certainly helped! A Lion shugenja was brough in to help remove the blade and heal the wound. He was advised to rest because this had badly hurt his left shoulder and arm.

Because of the sword they could make a claim at the imperial court against the Scorpion! Donoha had brought the evidence needed to make the claim stick. There had been warnings of strange movements by the Scorpion so it was decided to disguise the entourage as a merchant caravan. Since Kenson Gakka was a Scorpion stronghold once before it was determined the rouse was to be kept until past the city. They did their best but the Lion are not known for subterfuge. The Scorpion clad interlopers had seen through and attacked.

When the caravan made it the Ikoma holdings his deeds had already been passed on ahead and the Ikoma family Damiyo sent a copy on to Shiro Kitsuki thanking Donoha’s father! The letter publicly declared himself an ally of the boy that saved his daughter, and thanked his mother for raising such an honorable son.

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Great Journey of the Second Sword Birth

On his 16th birthday he is presented with a nigh impossible Gempukku – Make a Katana in a way never before done before!!!

Tales of the impossible task have been whispered throughout the Dragon lands. But the boy accepted the Gempukku without hesitation. Some whisper that his father is being punished for some hidden slight of honor.

Donoha sama planned out how he would do this and set about the journey to prove honor can be restored. He left Shiro Kitsuki in the second month after the longest night of the year. He was provided with letters to access roads and funding as the clan would pay the cost. He took three gifts with him to entreat the damiyos he met to aid him in these endeavors.

The Dragon journeyed to Aojiroi Oku Shiro (Pale Oak Castle) in the lands of the Phoenix Clan. The gift he presented to the Daimyo there was blank bamboo scrolls and ink vials prepared to inscribe and hold magic. In exchange he asks for two blades that had failed and broke under use. Whether the break was from battle or a defect would not matter to him as his plan to create a new way to craft a katana would help restore honor to the swords’ owner or maker.

Phoenix blade owners: Asako Katsumi & Shiba Tsukasa. Both had died protecting the Shugenja. Tsukasa was the Yojimbo assigned to a Phoenix Shugenja. Katsumi committed seppuku when he leared of the blade failing he had made.

During his time here he settled disputes between tradesmen with such care that he was gifted with two very thick, treated, branches from the pale oak where beneath Emperor Hantei the Seventeenth was buried to be near the woman he loved! The Daimyo was impressed with the child of the Dragon. He spent three months there (Spring to Summer) gathering the sharkskin and wood and learning how to shape tsubaka and saya (handles and sheathes). He also fell in love there. The one thing he never learned to do was dye sharkskin as the material he acquired had already been dyed black. He did learn a lot about glue and adhesives from them. In all of his travels he continued to write letters to his true love.

He continued on, leaving from Toshi no Omoidoso (City of Remembrance) via ship for Ryu Bannin Toshi in the Imperial controlled lands. It was the middle of summer when his ship docked and he got to meet his famous grandfather in person. His grandfather grilled him with question about how he would accomplish such a daunting, no, an impossible task. He told his grandfather a phrase he heard him say when he was younger, about 6-7. “Problems are merely Oni for which we have not found the correct sword to slay them with.” He went on to explain to his grandfather, grandmother, and aunt everything over a family dinner in the Seppun house. They saw his journal about his travels and his notes about the process he wished to try.

Getting his grandfather’s, grandmother’s, and aunt’s blessings to continue he left Ryu Bannin Toshi on another ship heading south to Samui Kaze Toshi. It was the end of summer when he arrived. He rode with patrols of samurai from the Crane clan to Dangai, on to Shaiga, Meidochi and finally Kaia Osho Mura. Next he joined a river merchant caravan going to Maemikake, Kuda Mura, and finally Kaiu Shiro – The Carpenter’s Castle. Here he presented a box wrapped in black silk embroidered with the dragon of his clan. The box and the four stones inside hinged with gold was made wholly from jade. Then he presented the smith hammer he’d been gifted and asked to be trained further in its use. It only took a few days for the Crab historians to realize that the hammer had been gifted to the Dragon for returning an heirloom sword after defeating one of the Crab Samurai. (edited)

Chikai no kodzuchi 誓いの小槌 known as the Oath-hammer. Was a smithing hammer from the Crab Clan used in making Kaiu Blades. It was a nemurani that required an oath of the wielder to function. At the time of this writing there has been a total of 9 daimyo that know he’s not allowed to let it out of his sight. The three Dragon Family Daimyo, the four Crab family Daimyo, the Ikoma of the Lion, and the Seppun imperial family Daimyo

During the next six months he worked with a young Kaiu smith with some interesting ideas and learned more secrets about forging blades. He made one trip to see the wall during this time and sketched it. It was there he collected the broken swords of those whom had fallen fighting on the wall. The names of the six samurai were: Hida Shimazu, Hida Nagahide, Hiruma Kenji, Hida Moriyama, Kuni Asakura, and Yasuki Saigo. These would become the core of the edge, but also prevent warping if the blade bent.

When he left, he had turned 17 and re-traced his route over land back to Samui Kaze Toshi departing on another ship to Kyuden Doji. Said to be rivaled only by the capital in splendor. Donoha drew several of the shrines and buildings within the city in his journals.

A few days later found him in the great open market city of Yufuku & Heigen Toshi. Every clan was welcomed here because of the market. He spent almost a full week in taverns listening to tradesmen talk about their work. He spent a fair amount on scrolls as he ate to take down what he was hearing. He won a game of Go against one artisan that all they did was make the Habaki (the shoulder the blade sits on before meeting the Tsuba or guard). Instead of extracting Koku (coin) he had the artisan help him make a habaki so he knew what to do later but left it with him as a token of thanks. They left as friends if nothing else. Echigo Sawanda was the artisan’s name, not a noble just one of the merchant classes.