Idran1701 (3:49:36 PM): Hey. You good to do that session in about two hours?
OMG Priam (3:51:20 PM): Should be
Idran1701 (3:51:28 PM): *nod* Kay.
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Idran1701 (5:59:17 PM): Still around? :O
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OMG Priam (5:59:34 PM): Aye =O
Idran1701 (6:00:01 PM): Kay. You want to handle this in IM or chat? I doubt much if any dicing will come up, really.
OMG Priam (6:02:15 PM): Here would be fine, I think.
Idran1701 (6:02:27 PM): *nod* Sure.
Idran1701 (6:03:38 PM): This'll be something set between the end of last session and the beginning of next, which I'm planning to be the next day. "Daytime", some time when Ken'd be out in the city. What exactly he's doing doesn't matter much for the set-up.
OMG Priam (6:04:15 PM): All right. <Kenichiro!>
Idran1701 (6:04:29 PM): <Then we start!>
Idran1701 (6:05:21 PM): It's not long after the discussion about the group's recent plans. The major details have been settled, but they have little to do until the caravan's departure, which is apparantly set to be tomorrow.
Idran1701 (6:07:55 PM): While the neighborhood around their inn is fairly clean and quiet, it doesn't take much exploration beyond there to find that these definitely seem to be the slums of this city. Unpaved streets with odd-looking patches of mud scattered about, homeless laying out alongside the roads, thugs keeping to the shadows, and the like.
OMG Priam (6:09:17 PM): *is walking along, looking for an open space in which to practice his new style without disturbing anyone!*
Idran1701 (6:10:32 PM): He finds an empty alleyway nearby; it's not especially well-kept, and there's more than a few signs of past scuffles here, but for now it's clear and free of others.
OMG Priam (6:11:20 PM): *sets himself up, looks around to make sure nobody is in the vicinity who might mistake his actions or, worse, get in the way, and sets about swinging them things around.*
Idran1701 (6:12:39 PM): Ken begins his practice, and soon gets lost in the rhythm of his motions. Time ticks by as he gets more accustomed to his new two-handed style.
Idran1701 (6:14:05 PM): He's slowly getting a handle on this method of fighting, when after about a half-hour of practice, something catches his eye. A bright color, an odd sight in the drab environs. A bundle of cloth draped over a fellow nearby. An...oddly-familiar type of cloth, from what he can see of the pattern.
Idran1701 (6:14:42 PM): It's a strange concept, having anything trigger a feeling of familiarity here, but that pattern is definitely something he's seen before, before this planar misadventure.
OMG Priam (6:15:06 PM): *finishes this current strike set, and puts both weapons away, walking over to inspect this anomalous material.*
Idran1701 (6:16:47 PM): It looks to be a set of silk sheets, draped over a resting gent. And in fact, it's after spotting the type of material that he places its origin. This is a pattern he's seen before, one produced by the priesthood of Amaterasu.
OMG Priam (6:17:24 PM): *Does Mr. Resting appear to be conscious?*
Idran1701 (6:17:35 PM): (Sleeping at the moment.)
OMG Priam (6:17:35 PM): *Or at least, not injured?*
Idran1701 (6:17:40 PM): (But yeah, not injured.)
OMG Priam (6:19:44 PM): *will continue inventing kata, but being more careful to be graceful and not-noisy. He will continue this, resting periodically, until the man awakes.*
Idran1701 (6:20:57 PM): Continuing on in his training, he continues his motions over the next hour. Soon enough, the fellow starts to stir and shift.
OMG Priam (6:23:13 PM): *waits until he actually wakes!*
Idran1701 (6:24:29 PM): It's not long before the fellow struggles to his feet. He looks a bit unsteady as he glances around, facing away from Ken; seems to be a bit drunk from appearances.
OMG Priam (6:25:04 PM): {Are you all right?}
Idran1701 (6:26:33 PM): He jumps a bit, and turns to face Ken. Wha'?! ...Y'...y' scared me half t' death, y' soddin'...wha'd y' say?
OMG Priam (6:26:56 PM): .....
OMG Priam (6:27:05 PM): Where did you get this? *indicates the garb*
Idran1701 (6:30:11 PM): ...'Ey, if y' think I bobbed this...got i' fair 'n' square, berk! She wa' givin' these 'way!
OMG Priam (6:30:51 PM): I do not doubt your legitimacy. Where did you get it?
Idran1701 (6:34:39 PM): He stares at Ken for a spell, but speaks up. ...Over a' th'...th' Light House or sommat. Down tha' way couple blocks. No sign, bu' i's...i's got a red door...or blue...some kinda color.
OMG Priam (6:35:56 PM): Thank you. *bows. More in respect to the clothmaker than to the wearer, but he certainly won't know that.*
OMG Priam (6:36:10 PM): *goes 'down that way a couple blocks'*
Idran1701 (6:37:37 PM): Ken keeps his eye out for any buildings that seem to stand out, heading down the street. He steps over one of those odd mud patches as he goes...odd, for some reason it almost felt like something just missed grabbing at his ankle.
OMG Priam (6:38:36 PM): *will be decidedly more mindful of mud on the rest of the trip.*
Idran1701 (6:39:46 PM): But no matter. He continues his way down, looking over the buildings on either side (a fair number of them in varying states of collapse) until he notices a slight-looking one tucked between a couple of larger, half-standing structures. The door's painted a forest green, but is well faded with time.
OMG Priam (6:40:51 PM): *Green is a color, right? And green IS blue, like the guy said. So to the door it is!*
Idran1701 (6:42:09 PM): It stands closed...and locked, from a quick test. Probably for good reason in this place. But a quick rap on the door soon leads to the sound of approaching footsteps from behind.
Idran1701 (6:45:06 PM): Soon, the door eases open carefully, and a young woman, not too much older than Ken, can be seen behind. And from what he can see of her, she seems to be a kinsmen. Ye...oh!
OMG Priam (6:47:19 PM): (I can't remember. Is 'kinsman' a rank around here?)
Idran1701 (6:48:33 PM): (No, I mean she looks like a <the word for someone from Rokugan>.

Rokuganian?)
OMG Priam (6:49:36 PM): (Okay. Just checking on that.)
Idran1701 (6:49:41 PM): (*nod*)
OMG Priam (6:49:55 PM): {Good day.}
Idran1701 (6:50:16 PM): {...Well, this is a pleasant surprise.}
Idran1701 (6:50:26 PM): {Who might you be?}
OMG Priam (6:53:56 PM): Hayasaka Kenichiro. {How did another from the mother empire end up in a place like this?}
OMG Priam (6:54:03 PM): ....
OMG Priam (6:54:12 PM): {Forgive my rudeness! Who might you be?}
Idran1701 (6:55:11 PM): Madoka Yamada. {...My lack of manners are showing as well, I am afraid. Please, come in.}
Idran1701 (6:55:20 PM): She steps out of the way, holding the door open.
OMG Priam (6:55:57 PM): {Thank you very much. It is a pleasure to meet you.}
OMG Priam (6:56:02 PM): *bows*
Idran1701 (6:56:50 PM): *bows in return* {And you as well. I must say, I am surprised as you are. I have seen precious few from home in my time here.}
Idran1701 (6:57:27 PM): With the door out of the way, she seems to be dressed in a fairly functional outfit, straying fairly far from the more traditional garb Ken is familiar with.
OMG Priam (6:57:29 PM): {I am but new here myself, and was surprised to see some of the patternwork that I have only seen from the home land.}
Idran1701 (6:59:04 PM): {Oh? One of my products, I would suspect. I create it here as best I can with what little aid I have, so as to honor the Shining Light.}
OMG Priam (7:00:10 PM): {Your work is like a breath of fresh air in this place.}
OMG Priam (7:00:33 PM): {So how did you come upon this place?}
Idran1701 (7:02:46 PM): {An omen from Amaterasu. I was called to fulfill a task of hers some years ago, and upon its completion, I decided to remain and continue to shine upon the people of this city. There are so many needy in merely this one prefecture that I could not abandon them.}
Idran1701 (7:03:17 PM): {I am pleased to have done you some good, Hayasaka-San.}
Idran1701 (7:03:32 PM): (Also, just realized that I mixed up the name order myself, so swap those two for hers.)
OMG Priam (7:04:00 PM): (Ken would know the difference anyway, and would probably attribute it to localization)
Idran1701 (7:04:53 PM): {I have met some few others who serve the other kami, but it is always a rare and joyful sight for me.}
OMG Priam (7:05:22 PM): {Your efforts are admirable. I apologize if I seem a bit preturbed, I have come to believe that our gods are quite far from here. It is very comforting to hear otherwise.}
Idran1701 (7:07:24 PM): {...Oh, they are present in these lands and others in more ways than you would likely believe, Hayasaka-San.

I would suspect you are not from the land of Kozakura? That would certainly be a grand offering from Kishijoten.}
Idran1701 (7:11:15 PM): (I'm not sure if Ken will hate this twist or love it.)
OMG Priam (7:11:22 PM): {I am afraid not. I am from a monastery just outside the Northern Wall Mountains.}
Idran1701 (7:12:18 PM): {The Northern Wall Mountains? I see.}
Idran1701 (7:12:38 PM): *smiles enigmatically* {Please, allow me to offer you some tea while you are here.}
OMG Priam (7:13:01 PM): {I would be delighted. Your hospitality humbles me.}
Idran1701 (7:15:31 PM): She stands, heading to an adjacent room, and soon returning with a small platter with two cups.
Idran1701 (7:16:57 PM): {It is not quite the tea I am accustomed to from home myself, but it serves. I hope you will enjoy it.}
OMG Priam (7:18:22 PM): {If your skill with tea is nearly as good as your clothwork, that will not be a problem in the least.}
Idran1701 (7:18:51 PM): *sits and takes a cup*
OMG Priam (7:19:20 PM): *does the same, with the appropriately polite requisite things*
Idran1701 (7:19:51 PM): *there's that smile again* {...Hayasaka-San, you are unfamiliar with Kozakura, I suspect.}
OMG Priam (7:20:15 PM): {You suspect correctly, I am afraid.}
Idran1701 (7:20:36 PM): {And I must admit to you, I am unfamiliar with the Northern Wall Mountains.}
OMG Priam (7:23:35 PM): {I am sorry for such a silly question, but are you from Ryokkugan? Or is there another country which shares my home's characteristics?}
Idran1701 (7:23:52 PM): {Oh, it is not a silly question at all.}
Idran1701 (7:24:48 PM): {Have you yet learned of the existence of many worlds in Ningen-Do, rather than a single?}
OMG Priam (7:25:39 PM): {I am not certain with the name Ningen-Do, but I have been to a number of vastly different realms connected to this.}
Idran1701 (7:26:17 PM): {Ah. In the common tongue, I believe it is known as the} Prime Material Plane?
OMG Priam (7:27:46 PM): {Ah yes, that. I must say, these....well, I suppose I cannot call them 'Westerners' any longer...have a language that loves more syllables in their words.}
Idran1701 (7:28:50 PM): *laughs* {I must admit, it took me months just to figure out how they mix their words around.}
OMG Priam (7:29:04 PM): *simply knods, knowingly*
Idran1701 (7:29:17 PM): {But yes, I am afraid I am not from your Ryokkugan. And as it seems, not from your world at all.}
Idran1701 (7:29:28 PM): {Izanagi and Izanami have blessed many disparate realms.}
OMG Priam (7:31:55 PM): {It would seem so.} *small prayer*
Idran1701 (7:34:21 PM): {I have much the same reaction every day as I think on that fact.}
Idran1701 (7:34:55 PM): (Be right back.)
Idran1701 (7:39:13 PM): (Back.)
Idran1701 (7:39:32 PM): {If it would not be an intrusion, may I ask how you found yourself in this realm?}
OMG Priam (7:41:15 PM): {No intrusion at all. I found myself in negotiations with an archmage calling himself the Kazerian, whereupon he wielded an artifact, I believe it was called the Shears of Nirvana, which...well. }
OMG Priam (7:42:24 PM): {To be certain, I'm not sure quite what happened, but I lost consciousness, and found myself in a place that detested curves, and where night and day were quite literally two sides of a coin.}
OMG Priam (7:42:40 PM): {From there, the group with whom I have been travelling and I have found ourselves here, in Sigil.}
Idran1701 (7:45:07 PM): {I believe I know the realm of which you speak, yes. In fact, I believe He and She Who Create have their own realm within that very land.}
OMG Priam (7:46:36 PM): {Is that so? How odd, it does not seem that realm was conducive to the things I have been taught of them.}
Idran1701 (7:47:36 PM): {I find it odd myself, but I am sure they have their reasons.}
Idran1701 (7:48:40 PM): {I wish you the best of luck in returning to your homeland, Hayasaka-San.} *says her own prayer*
OMG Priam (7:49:08 PM): {Thank you for your blessing, but I do not believe I shall be returning home.}
Idran1701 (7:49:15 PM): {Oh?}
OMG Priam (7:50:04 PM): {I am on a journey of self-improvement, to better understand the ties of the spirits to the land. I have learned to communicate with them, but I am far from real understanding.} *shows a talisman, clearly a fire kanji*
Idran1701 (7:50:48 PM): {Ah, I see. A noble goal.}
Idran1701 (7:51:24 PM): {And you believe your time here will aid it?}
OMG Priam (7:52:03 PM): {The more realms I encounter, the more different sorts of terrain I can see, and the better I can understand how the spirits come to a relationship with the land.}
Idran1701 (7:52:14 PM): *nods*
OMG Priam (7:52:50 PM): {If you would have it, I would scribe a scroll for good luck for this place.}
Idran1701 (7:53:09 PM): {I would be honored by the gesture.}
OMG Priam (7:53:41 PM): {I shall spend the day at it, then, and have it to you upon the morrow.}
Idran1701 (7:54:41 PM): {I shall await it anxiously. And when shall you be resuming your travels?}
OMG Priam (7:56:51 PM): {Not long after I have the scroll to you. We are headed to a forbidden city by the name of Dis, which sounds to me like a description of Jigoku.}
Idran1701 (7:59:08 PM): *a bit surprised, but quickly subdued* {I see. Then I shall pray that Amaterasu watch over you while you remain there.}
OMG Priam (8:00:44 PM): *bows* {Thank you.} *sips at the tea!*
Idran1701 (8:01:23 PM): {And if you should be returning to Sigil, you shall be welcome to return here.}
Idran1701 (8:01:50 PM): {I would be more than a little curious to hear of your trials there should we meet again.}
OMG Priam (8:02:22 PM): {Should I return, then, I shall make certain to make plans to visit.}
Idran1701 (8:04:44 PM): *nods*

(And cut here?)
OMG Priam (8:04:51 PM): (Sure =D)
OMG Priam (8:05:02 PM): *Tea and conversation get!*
Idran1701 (8:05:09 PM): I know it wasn't much, but I had to set it up, and it would have dragged too much in the main session. :O
OMG Priam (8:05:17 PM): True enough.
Idran1701 (8:05:44 PM): Plus there's got to be some benefit from being the only guy in the party with a connection to a multi-sphere pantheon.
OMG Priam (8:06:02 PM): Fair enough, that.
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