Re: Volume 2, Prologue - Opening Tensions
[Dragonfly Camp | Tonbo Courtier (NPC), Daidoji Sakura, Daidoji Kasumi]
"What ... type of help would be of most interest to the Tonbo?"
"A broad range of introductions would be most appreciated, Daidoji-san," the Tonbo courtier replied politely, "it would be remiss of us to believe that our interests naturally coincide with any of the Great Clans without a more complete interview, and we would not like to be seen as unappreciative of the kindness shown by our traditional patrons among the Dragon."
It was a delicate line the Tonbo were walking. On the one hand, they had their traditional alliance with the Dragon. But the sudden change in leadership and subsequent strange(r) behavior made that alliance less stable than it ought to have been. On the other hand, their closest neighbors were the Lion, who had a large armed force at their doorstep that had not been used in the recent siege of Toshi Ranbo--and a traditional grudge to settle with the Minor Clan.
[Kitsune Line | Kitsune Shoji, Yoritomo Hashimoto (NPC)]
Hashimoto failed to notice Shoji’s potential misstep, though whether by accident or design wasn’t clear. Of course it was possible that Shoji’s attempt to pry into his business had gone unnoticed in the flow of conversation, but it was equally possible that he simply chose to overlook a line of discussion that would do noone any good.
”The Tsuruchi, the Mochi, and the Yoritomo were integral in establishing the Tournament,” Hashimoto shrugged, ”of course each of the Mantis families would want the opportunity to continue our legacy.”
[the registration line | Kedo, Bayushi Kenshin, Isawa Shima, Shiba Sitatsu, Shiba Ikaji, Otomo Hajime, Miya Shishako, Ikoma Hitori (NPC)]
Ikoma Hitori listened to Kenshin speak, what might have been a carefully blank expression on her face. It was an expression Kedo had become relatively familiar with in their travels. Possibly it meant that the Ikoma Omoidasu was putting together some hitherto unconnected information, possibly it meant that she was composing another poetic epic, or possibly she was considering how best to extract further information. Whatever it possibly meant, it was definitely a sign that words would be spilling out of her mouth like water from a broken dam in three, two, one…
”Ah ha! Bayushi Shinobu, formerly Seppun Shinobu, niece of Seppun Tatewaki,” she declared, ”I knew your story sounded familiar! Plus, I know who to ask to get some of the details. And Kakita Keiko! She fought my sister’s father-in-law’s brother, Matsu Chourei, in the siege of Kyuden Doji under the command of Matsu Agetoki. I don’t suppose, Kakita Keiko-sensei is here? I still haven’t completed the tale of their battle, and her perspective would add some very necessary detail to the text.”
Left unspoken was the fact that Matsu Chourei was perhaps not the most reliable of witnesses to his own exploits. Also, Ikoma Hitori’s sister didn’t like him very much, and, depending on Kakita Keiko’s potential response, his tale had every chance of becoming a satirical tale of woe.
But Kenshin’s answer was delayed as the group had reached the front of the line.
”A moment please, ladies and gentlemen,” the Sparrow functionary bowed, ”if you could please give me your name and which contests you will be entering, that would be most helpful.”