Re: Prologue - Crab Tales of Bygone Days
Kazuki was happy to see his uncle again. He had visited him several times since Kuromori's disgrace drove him from the Crab Clan, but as a bushi of the Crab his duties had taken a lot of his time.
His menhari-gata had both been crafted by Kuromori, he particularly appreciated their sturdiness and the possibility to easily change the paper as it had a tendency to get blood-soaked after the fan was rammed through an enemy's skull or rib cage, or cut an artery.
To his uncle's question he answered with a small smile, his voice not even nearly as deep as his relative's.
"As quiet as the calm before the storm."
Letting Kuromori digest his opinion on the apparent peace that was settling and the calm beyond the wall, he took a small sip of his sake.
"Still, we seems to have the best shot at recapturing Shiro Hiruma in centuries, if not in our entire history. But if the Crab doesn't gather support from outside the Clan this endeavor could cost us much."
He then snapped his fan close before reopening it, a recurring mannerism of his, before asking with a hint of concern in his voice.
"Anyway, to more important things : how are my cousins? Did they get hurt during the battle?"
In truth countless questions about the event in question were running through his mind, as he had only heard hearsay about it, and quite frankly he didn't think much about the accuracy of rumors. It might be interesting, but gossip isn't exactly the most reliable source of information.
But right now he had his priorities on the more important things : family.
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