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The Current Seven

I - Imamuraya Asuka
- - Mist Genin, The World To Be

II - Amayami Aima
- - Rain Chuunin, Axe-Wielding Heir To Amegakure

III - Ichina Etsuko
- - Cloud Chuunin, Gamma Ray-Genjutsu Specialist

IV - Hinku Hiroshi
- - Grass Chuunin, Sword-Fightin' Psychedelic Investigator

V - Yasuhiro Isamu
- - Sand Genin, The Bravest Coward

VI - Gyousou Kugo
- - Leaf Genin, Heir Unapparent

VII - Sazanami Tako
- - Mist Chuunin, Deadly and Stealthy Sailor

VIII - Gun Nin'hon
- - Grass Jounin, Sensitive Brute with a Minority Complex




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[I Will Learn To Build A Village, My Students Are My Bricks]
Amayami Aima, Chuunin of Amegakure, Sewer Duckling, Rainforest Swan

Thread 1: +1 Strength, Ude no Taku
Thread 2: +2 Strength
Thread 3: +2 Speed
Thread 4: +2 Speed

Thread 5: +1 Speed, +1 Stamina
Thread 6: +1 Stamina, +1 Speed
Thread 7: +2 Stamina
Thread 8: +2 Stamina

Profound Goals
Stage Four Meido Enbu
Stage Four Kuro Suiton
Stage Four Shirou Suiton
Stage Three Global Genjutsu


Note:
- If Third Point is Given, use point to work towards Stage Three Genjutsu, and swaps, then towards Kuro Suiton, with potential for swaps.
- Aima's character is that of a newly promoted Chuunin, trying to learn how to teach her students to act just like her. She is trying to define the things she knows to be innately true, and learn how to teach those things to her excited students. She will need a full genin team (i.e. one more student, maybe Distortion's Kaede), and she will also push hard to get Amegakure to the surface. She is a card with many faces, a Diplomat, an Escort, an Assassin. She is dangerous, especially to those who do not know it.
- Develop Swap Ideas for Genjutsu, and for Kuro/Shirou Suiton.

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[Develop? I Don't Need To. I'm Already Perfect.]
Asuka, Genin of Mizugakure, Puppetmaster Without The Strings

Thread 1: +1 Control, 4 WP
Thread 2: Stage One Sakata-Ryu Kenjutsu [-Senbon, +Sword]
Thread 3: +1 Reserves, Atsubottai Mizu no Jutsu
Thread 4: +1 Power, Jouki Mizu Soujuu
Thread 5: +1 Willpower, Deguchi no Jutsu
Thread 6: +2 Reserves
Thread 7: +1 Intelligence, Shiiru Ninpou: Hoshou
Thread 8: +1 Willpower, +1 Intelligence
Thread 9: +1 Reserves, Chikan no Jutsu
Thread 10: +1 Willpower,
+1 Intelligence
Thread 11: +2 Speed
Thread 12: +1 Strength, Stage Three Madoiken
Thread 13: +1 Strength, Youma Batsu
Thread 14: +1 Stamina, +1 Strength
Thread 15: +1 Stamina, Forget Sakata-Ryu, Stage One Senryaku-Do

Profound Goals
Stage Three Madoiken
Stage Three Mist Genjutsu
Stage Two Jouki Mizu
Stage Two Sakata-Ryu Kenjutsu
Stage Three Vulture Contract


Note:
- If Third Point is Given, use points for stats for Madoiken Stage Three, Then Sakata Ryu Stage Two.
- Asuka needs to develop a soft side, an ability to like Hayate, and also to work as a team. She needs to realize her profession is not all fun and games, and she needs to get serious, and become independent. I'd like to have her NPC brother die from his illness at some point, and thus spark a real change in behavior. Perhaps Asuka can go out on a mission assigned by the family doctor to find a rare herb on an island, but she cannot find it.
- Get rid of some stupid aesthetic choices, like not having her last name in the Name: line, and calling her dao broadsword anything other than a dao broadsword. Turn her into a real shinobi. Happening Here
- Maybe make a Stage Three Genjutsu swap.

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[I Will Go Straight to the Heart of the Druid]
Hinku Hiroshi, Chuunin of Kusagakure, Justice Growing Through The Pavement

Thread 1: +1 Tactics, Stage Two Kinokozaku-Fu
Thread 2: +1 Tactics, Stage Three Kinokozaku-Fu
Thread 3: +1 Speed, Kusaki Kengeki
Thread 4: +2 Speed
Thread 5: +2 Power
Thread 6: +2 Power
Thread 7: +2 Control
Thread 8: +1 Control, +1 Reserves

Profound Goals
Stage Four Kinokozaku-Fu
Stage Four Grass Ninjutsu
Stage Four Suusenken
Jikihi Kodachi (Personal Grove) Grass Jutsu [Stage Four]


Note:
- If Third Point is Given, use point to work Stage Four Grass Ninjutsu, then Suusenken or Swaps.
- Hiroshi is a detective, first and foremost. He should have a very important case that he is always trying to solve, he should be a part of a department. My first idea is that he is investigating this new drug that has become so incredibly popular with shinobi, Druid's whatever. I'd like to see glimpses of him investigating this in every thread, even fluff or mission threads not involving it. Perhaps he will get drugged by someone he's trying to catch, maybe have a thread or so where he gets hooked. I don't know, but he should be a kind of "flickering flame in the darkness" sort of character, who struggles to stick to his convictions without getting tied up in politics. Just like a "Good Cop, Bad City" kind of trope.
- Hiroshi should also probably help out with Espionage and Infiltration, MOED missions, because that's something that will fit with him rather well. He has some techniques that are good for detaining criminals, along with going undercover and investigating.
- Hiroshi is just becoming familiar with Kinokozaku-Fu, but to help out his characterization, I think he should develop a style of Special Techniques focused on some sort of Fungi that he can purchase for Kinokozaku-Fu in addition to the psychedelic Manipulation. I'm thinking also of having it cross over to Suusenken. Like, having his sword be able to use Psychedelic Manipulation to extend it's use. And also to have his Psychedelic Manipulation gear towards catching criminals. Maybe an Interrogation Strike.
- I want Hiroshi to have the Personal Grove jutsu, and hopefully by then, some of his swaps, along with the Fungal theme of his Kinokozaku-fu, will be more developed, so that his grove can mimic that.

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[ Bravery Is More Than A Word. It Is The Expectation, The Action, and The Definition ]
Yasuhiro Isamu, Genin of Sunagakure, Learning His Own Name

Thread 1: +1 Stamina
Thread 2: +2 Strength
Thread 3: +1 Strength, +1 Stamina
Thread 4: +1 Stamina, Stage Two Ganjou Taiki
Thread 5: +1 Intelligence, +1 Reserves
Thread 6: +1 Intelligence, Nigemizu Fukumen
Thread 7: +2 Strength
Thread 8: +2 Stamina

Thread 9: +2 Stamina
Thread 10: +2 Control
Thread 11: +1 Power, Stage Three Ganjou Taiki
Thread 12: +1 Power, Ganjou Taiki Special
Thread 13: +1 Speed, Ganjou Taiki Special
Thread 14: +1 Speed, Sabaku Kenfu Stage One
Thread 15: +2 Speed
Thread 16: +1 Speed, Sabaku Kenfu Special
Thread 17: Sabaku Kenfu Stage Two
Thread 18: +1 Speed, Sabaku Kenfu Special
Thread 19: +2 Speed
Thread 20: +1 Strength, Special Tech
Thread 21: Stage Three Sabaku Kenfu
Thread 22: +1 Control, Sabaku Kenfu Special
Thread 23: +1 Power, Glass Nin
Thread 24: +1 Strength, Hari no Yoroi - Karui

Profound Goals
Stage Three Ganjou Taiki
Stage Three Glass Ninjutsu
Stage Three Sand Genjutsu
Boar Contract, A Dream


Note:
- If Third Point is Given, use point on Mental Stats, to get more Stage Two Glass Ninjutsu & Sand Genjutsu.
- Isamu has much to learn. He must learn to be brave, to be a warrior, to learn what his identity really is. He's grown a lot so far, yet he has so much more to grow. Under Renchishin Hitoko, he will learn a great amount. He will learn to be strong, and he will become a Taijutsu natural. He may pick up a bladed weapon as time goes on, depends on how things work out. He has to fight with his willingness to be useless.
- He has some Bravery Genjutsu techniques being developed, but they aren't relevant at this immediate moment.

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[ Go Ahead and Roll Your Dice. They're Comin' Up Snake-Eyed ]
Sazanami Tako, Advanced Chuunin of Water Country, The Steamy Gambler Stacking Up The Odds

Thread 1: +2 Speed
Thread 2: +2 Speed
Thread 3: +1 Speed, Sharpen, Shiiru Ninpou: Koji Aratameru
Thread 4: +2 Speed
Thread 5: +1 Speed
, Chikan no Jutsu
Thread 6: +1 Speed, Stage Four Otousan
Thread 7: +1 Willpower, Shiiru Ninpou: Hoshou
Thread 8: +1 Speed, Stage Four Otousan

Profound Goals
Stage Four Otousan
Stage Four Jouki No Mizu
Stage Five For King and Country
Stage Four Hidden Mist Genjutsu


Note:
- If Third Point is Given, use point to work towards Stage Four Otousan, then Stage Four Jouki no Mizu.
- This character is awesome. He's going to get himself into all sorts of trouble, and be the raddest sailor on the sea. I like him being a sort of evil sailor, a gambler, the occasional drinker, he's really just out for a good time, and is ready to undulge his vices to get there. Will happily trick his way into a little bit of money at the casino.

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[ Gamma Girl And The Infinite Spectrum ]
Ichina Etsuko, Senior Sergeant of Lightning Country, For My Cousin, For My Country

Thread 1: +1 Willpower, Magnetic Body, Archetype Update
Thread 2: Stage Three Magnetic Fist
Thread 3: +1 Control
, Lightning Release: Static Strings
Thread 4: +1 Speed, Lightning Release: Lightning Bolt
Thread 5: +1 Speed, Lightning Release: Electrical Transformation
Thread 6: +1 Speed, Clan Tech
Thread 7: +1 Control, Clan Tech
Thread 8: +1 Reserves, Clan Tech
Thread 9: +1 Power, Clan Tech
Thread 10: +1 Reserves, Clan Tech
Thread 11: Stage Four Magnetic Fist
Thread 12: +1 Willpower, Mag Fist Tech

Profound Goals
Stage Four Magnetic Fist + Specials
Stage Four Cloud Ninjutsu
Stage Three Hakushouku Techniques
Stage Five Cloud Genjutsu
Stage Five Global Ninjutsu


Note:
- If Third Point is Given, use point to work towards Magnetic Fist Specials, then Gamma Ray Swaps, then Kinobori & thangs.
- Character Developments if Any.

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[ Drain Pipes, A Team 14 Rainforest Arc ]
Amayami Aima and Satake Koru Must Act To Protect Amegakure
Drain Pipes - Thread One
- - Chasing a man through the tunnels, Aima and Koru use a Sewer Guide, Bucho, to catch a mysterious criminal.
For The Sky Under Our Feet - Thread Two
- - Having failed to catch the criminal in the sewers, Aima, Bucho and Koru continue the chase above ground.
- - Returning to Amegakure, with or without the scroll, Aima take a night of refuge in a small village, keeping the scroll hidden. In the dawn hours, military men disturb the inn they stay at, and Koru and Aima are forced to flee again, after a skirmish. Ending the thread, the pair have settled in the forest, taking turns keeping watch, setting traps. Continue this and the next thread, together, as a solo thread.
Fearsome Foliage - Thread Three
- - Aima and Koru, after a fairly restless night in the jungle, pack up to travel the remaining four miles to the sewer entrance. For a moment, the pair gets lost, and runs across a small band of military men. Successful in defeating them, the pair return to the sewer entrance, hidden as it is. Scroll or no scroll, it must feel good.

Empathy - Fur - Thread Four
- - Amayami Aima and Higashi Jun'ko welcome Kurabu of the Genjutsu Sloths to Amegakure. They must win him over, prove they deserve his family's loyalty, and somehow end up feeling proud of these ugly tunnels they dearly hope to leave.

Ghetto Child - Thread Five
- - Aima welcomes Kaede to her team with a visit to his home, deep in the run-down ghettos of Sector Two. Aima isn't sure of what she'll learn, but can only hope that they don't run into too much trouble....

[ Hurricane ]
Yasuhiro Isamu Defines His Life, What It Means to be Shinobi.
The Hurricane's Eye - Thread One
- - Ienari Tomoko does her job as a medic, while Yasuhiro Isamu finds out what his job really is.
Wind Power Density - Thread Two
- - Renchishin Ume and Yasuhiro Isamu struggle through trouble at the market in their first chance meeting as the Rintinturtles. What would The Celestial Dragon do?!
Windchimes Caught In A Gust - Thread Three
- - Ume and Isamu, with their temporary squad leader Shou, are sent to stop a group of bandits from crashing a glassworks convention by poisoning the food. If only Isamu hadn't eaten that deviled egg....
A Fleeting Wind - Thread X
- - Plot thing.
- - Returning from a mission where he struggled with his own cowardice, he finds a note in his mailslot.

Quote:
Isamu,

I think we may have found a solution for you.

Dr. Kanegawa
So begins the Seal of the Hero Arc.

Who is this Dr. Kanegawa? What are his ulterior motives with this seal?

Super Hero - Solo Thread X
-- Dr. Kanegawa is more twisted than Isamu could have know. Who knew that Isamu's cowardice could drive a man to such bounds? Subdued, Kidnapped, Tortured, and forced to witness the murder of seven people, one being an old classmate, two others being children, Isamu's final stage of the Seal activates in one final burst of reckless courage, resulting in the death of Dr. Kanegawa.



[ Need A Remedy ]
Imamuraya Asuka Needs to Save Her Brother, But She Needs Imai Hayate Even More
Need A Remedy - Thread One
- - Asuka's brother is dying. She needs a friend now more than ever, but all she seems to have is Hayate. With word from her family's doctor that there is a special herb on an Island off of Mizugakure, she inlists her teammate for an impromptu mission. Refusing to specify details, until Hayate refuses to help any longer, Asuka lays out the details as plainly as she can. The herb cannot be found, all search is futile. It seems the pair must return home empty-handed....
Here, Lies. - Thread Two
- - Asuka's brother has died, despite everything she tried to do to save him. She visits him now, at the shinobi graveyard, and runs into Hyousetsu Echizen. Cue Angst.
Warped Wood - Thread Three
- - Asuka and Hayate, along with Chuunin NPC Daichi, travel to Sametoshi to help a small, peaceful dojo ward off the threats of gang violence in light of the bladed weapon ban of the Water Lord. Hell breaketh loose.
At Half-Mast - Thread Optional
- - Rowing across the waters back to Mizugakure (maybe sailing), the pair are intercepted by a small group of pirates, insisting they hand over whatever they've got. Asuka isn't so keen on the idea.

[ How To Buy Power ]
Asuka learns to fight with swords from a Ronin, a travelling samurai bound by a contract to the Imamuraya Family. Asuka will learn to fight whether she likes it or not.





[ To The Heart of The Druid ]
Hinku Hiroshi will be a Lead Investigator, it's simply a matter of when
A Long Walk - Thread One
- - Investigator Hiroshi is called in, along with ____, by a nearby village to investigate loud music and suspicious activities in a particular apartment complex. Is it just a bunch of rowdy youth, or is it more than that? What will come from knocking on the wrong door? Continue this thread as a solo-thread, with Hiroshi investigating an apartment with Manami, the EKD coming in, subduing everyone and Hiroshi, Hiroshi spends a night in jail. Released after blood tests Vendetta formed.
Thread Title - Thread Two
- - After an encounter with someone who left a drug den faster than normal, Hiroshi is beginning to worry about the effects of Druid's Heart. He has to find out more, and he has to go to a dangerous dance club to do it, ____ coming along to keep him safe. "This really is no place for a vigilante, Mr. Hinku."
- - Hinku Hiroshi will find his water to be drugged. No better way to the Heart of the Druid, than through a heart of his own.


[ Branch of Thunder ]
Ichina Etsuko Searches For Signs of Her Family's Outcast In The Land Of Leaf
At The Gates Of Hidden Leaf - Thread One
- - Ichina Etsuko is welcomed by Inuzuka Taiichi, a clansman of Leaf and receives a short tour that shows her just what the youth of Leaf have to offer
Dissident Thunder - Thread Two
- - Hidden Cloud heard of the Missing Nin encampment in Leaf's borders, where Hyuuga Kiyoko and a legendary Sand Ninja showed them the true fist of lightning. Now Etsuko must search to learn what her country's dissidents hoped to accomplish. Accompanied by Itsuki Hana, Etsuko will find signs of Hakushouku Onimaru, the mass murderer of Cloud and her fellow clansmen.
Animal Cruelty - Thread Three
- - Having failed to hear back from her country about her appeals to search for her cousin's trail, to avenge her clan while in Leaf, Etsuko learns that someone has been killing the hawks leaving Leaf. She will help this country she is visiting for the hope of searching out her cousin.
- - Some hawks go missing, Etsuko looks for things.
- - A few miles from an NE outpost, they find the body of a hawk, burned, it's delivering contents missing.
- - They release a hawk, follow it to the border, where they find a missing-nin who is determined to avoid contact with northern countries. They must capture and bring him in. Ryuujin-Fu fighter.
- - After success, Etsuko receives a letter from Nagai, regarding the fact that they haven't heard anything from her. They need her audience back in Cloud. Etsuko must leave and go back to Cloud. Meet up with ShinigamiWolf, try to get permission to go to Mist.
Thread Title - Thread Four
- - A solo thread for Ichina Etsuko, she searches for and finds Onimaru. It is in the night that she finds him, that she kills him, and that she sets her family's name right once again.

[ Head Hunters ]
Mokuhi Yuge and Kaido Itsuki search for the next generation of Leaf.
Head Hunters; Teitetsu - Thread One
- - Trouble awaits the recruiters in the city of Blacksmiths.

[ To Leave A Land In Silence ]
Mokuhi Yuge, along with Nara Tsumetai, must alleviate the mercenary presence of Bear Country
The Bear's Claw - Thread One
- - Nara Tsumetai (or Character X) and Mokuhi Yuge are assigned to travel to Bear Country, to assassinate a mercenary leader. The first chapter finds them in the grip of bandits.
To Kill A King Of The Forest - Thread Two
- - Killing a woman to take up her visage, Yuge goes undercover in the Mercenary Group, The Bear's Claw. Nara Tsumetai takes his own route towards joining the group. In a final showdown, as they kill the leader and many of the higher ranking mercenaries, the pair leave with an inkling that something greater is at hand.
To Leave A Land In Silence - Thread Three
- - The man in the chair. Yuge recalls a conversation amongst mercenaries, the back of a man's head. A man who spoke with power. He seemed to be behind it all, but when the battle came about, he was nowhere to be found. What awaits them on their return to Leaf? Will they be back in Bear Country soon? Only time will tell.


[ The Gallant Steam's Joyous Voyage ]
Plots
Protecting Interests
The assault upon a pirate vessel, known to be lurking in certain waters. Instead of naval-attack, it requires a team to board the vessel in the cover of fog, via the Gallant Steam to take these pirates in, dead or alive. [The Ride Out, Facing The Deck And The First Hull, Escape with the Pirate Captain]

Cleaning Kanitoshi
A man has been causing havoc on Kanitoshi, and rumor has it that he is threatening Mist's interests. Teach him what happens when he infringes upon Mist's profit. [The Ride and Arrival, Searching the Streets for News, The Fateful Night, Escaping Into The Mist]

Attack I
The Gallant Steam, as it sails back from Cleaning Kanitoshi, finds itself under attack. The opposing vessel is a small one. One that mistakes the ship for a petty merchant vessel. The mistake is an unfortunate one, for the one secret that the group must protect is the true identity of their boat. The criminals cannot survive, a decision that Tako decides upon. If left unsupported, he will do it himself.

Piety
Upon the small island of Umekanto sits a pond of water. The belief among the people of Umekanto is that such a water is pure, and that those wishing to please Umikami need only spend a week of their life dieting, consuming only the water from that lake. Tako tests himself, despite the resistance that he faces from a fellow sailor, who knows the danger of not eating for a week. Tensions arise, and Tako's true personal test arrives. He is the immaculately conceived hero of Mist! Hercules! The Ripple Shark! He Who Lives In The Steam!

Return From Piety
On his trip back from Umekanto, The Gallant Steam is caught in a storm against the rocks. Weak from the fast, Tako cannot help his crewmate steer the boat clear of a rocky reef. The boat destroyed, Tako finds himself stuck upon Umekanto once again, with a tense ally. The repair of The Gallant Steam imperative, the pair sets out to work to return home after a week of work and two weeks away from home. [Think about the complications of curfew, if still in place]

The Baron of Kuukitou
Tako didn't know what was good for him. He placed the wrong bet, on the wrong game, and won himself a prostitute. Or rather, he won himself one of The Baron of Kuukitou's girls. A glorified pimp, The Baron is not happy when he learns one of his girls have been talking to a Navy Sailor with a bedside manner. This won't just be a problem for The Ripple Shark of Mist. It'll be a dent in the Gallant Steam's fair starboard side. They'll have to make amends, or get killed trying.


[ Title of The Arc/Mission, including Village ]
Character X, Character Y must do Z
Thread Title - Thread Number
- - Planned Summary
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[ Iekaze Yoko ]
Kunoichi of Sunagakure
17 Years Old, 5 Feet 6 Inches Tall, Chuunin of KAZE Division



Physical Description:

Clothing:

Personality:

Nindo; "Way of the Ninja":

Clan/Bloodline:

Projectile Specialist
Special: When taken as Primary Archetype, the character has perfect accuracy for one post. This only works with a projectile weapon attack. This does not necessarily mean the opponent will be hit, since defensive jutsu or measures can be taken..
Primary \\ Chakra
Secondary \\ Physical
Tertiary \\ Mental
Stat Merit: +1 Control, +1 Reserves, +1 Willpower
Stat Flaw: -1 Strength, -1 Stamina, -1 Tactics,
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Statistics

Physical

Strength: 1 -1 +9 = 9
Speed: 1 +11 = 12
Stamina: 1 -1 +7 = 7

Mental

Intelligence: 1 +8 = 9
Tactics: 1 -1 +8 = 8
Willpower: 1 +1 +8 = 10

Chakra

Power: 1 +10 = 11
Control: 1 +1 +10 = 12
Reserves: 1 +1 +10 = 12

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Repertoire of Techniques:
Phoenix Dance
Stage One
Stage Two
Stage Three: Enbu no Keika (Waltz of Mysterious Fire)
Stat Requirements: Speed 12, Strength 8, Tactics 8

Sand Ninjutsu
5 techs
Genjutsu Kai

Projectile Ninjutsu
Three Techs
Stage Three




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//// Gyousou Kugo \\\\

I don't give a damn about my family name.

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The smell of engine oil and bad breath filled Hi-Yara's nose as she felt the weight of Tako's small body push one of his sort-of-famous knives into her lower left abdomen. Her mind raced, and Hi-Yara felt a sudden urge to use every tool within her to kill the grinning green-eyed man in front of her. Pain recessed, giving room for her free hand to claw through atmosphere.

Because that was all that was left of The Ripple Shark.

Somewhere in her fury, Hi-Yara had lost sight of Tako. Goganabe, in his clumsy fall to the ground, had done the same. All that remained was evidence of how he had gotten away. Hi-Yara's rapier, sent off course by the clanging contact with Tako's knives, had severed the electric whip connecting the Captain of the Gallant Steam to the Captain of the Golden Mavens. Where the rapier tip met carpet, there was a small playing card, punctured by the sword.

A calling card, of sorts. Something to remember him by.

A hammerhead shark, wearing a summer smoking jacket, swam in a circle on the navy blue playing card, it's strange face looking up at Hi-Yara and The Mast Breaker, with one eye winking. The Ripple Shark and The Coral Thief, meanwhile, were nowhere to be seen.


Stuff for NPCs

Quote:
Title of NPC
NAME OF NPC

X X X X

[Nick Name If Valid]
Age–
Sex–
Height
Country/Village
Rank
Nindo; “Way of the Ninja”:
Nindo here

Description here
[Techniques]

[Special Item]
Name
IMAGE
(Breakdown)[/size]

Description
[Synopsis]



Quote:
Captain of the Golden Mavens
JUNJI GOGANABE



[Mast Breaker]
Age– 32
Sex– Male
Height– 6 feet, 2 inches
Country/Village– Formerly of Lightning Country
Rank– Rumored to be Jounin Level
Nindo; “Way of the Ninja”:
The wind blows sailboats where it wants. My ship has no sails. I go where going is good.

Description here
[Techniques]
• Sa Kishin Kobushi
• Raiton Techniques
• Global Genjutsu and Ninjutsu
[Special Item]
Wink and Tug
(Metal Knuckles)[/size]

Two-fingered knuckle protectors, fitted to protect the knuckles of the middle and ring finger, these knuckle protectors are more weapon than shield. Their metal comes to two sharp, short points above both knuckles, making an otherwise strange double-ring appear like two short fangs pointing out from each fist. When used in a jab, they are piercing and vicious. With a special gesture, however, a Raiton wielder can change the weapon's characteristics.

Clinking Wink and Tug together, the tarnished steel knuckles spark and buzz until, when pulled apart, both knuckles become the base for two small crackling whips of lightning, each one about two meters in length. Functional both as a shocking attack and as an electric grappling device, the knuckles are said to gain their name from the way they sparkle before gripping hold of enemies. A simple Wink and then a Tug.
[Synopsis]
• Hand Weapon [2]
• Lightning Elemental Weapon [1]: Upon clashing with conductive materials, a short shock ripples through the material and into the body of anyone attached.
• Trick Lock Morph - Lightning Elemental Whip [4]
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But it is dangerous
To wait for evil
When evil is
Forever restless


- Excerpt from The Book of Emptied Preservations
Quote:
Name \\ Kouta
- - Aliases \\ The White Tiger, Guide of The Restless Spirit, Diviner Kouta
- - - - Member of \\ The Order of Emptied Preservations
Age: 27
Sex: Male
Height: 5'7"

Character Type \\ Samurai*
- - Rank \\ Uruwashii**

Country of Origin: Mokin no Kuchi \\ Bird Country
Last Seen \\ In Wheat Country, feeding the hungry, healing the sick, and continuing his pilgrimage to The Last Legion of Samurai
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Appearance:
Quote:
Originally Posted by Long Ago
"After him! He's betrayed us all!" The gravelly boom of the warlord's voice broke out into the hall as he threw the door open. The lithe man clad in pants the color of wheat disappeared at the end of the hall before any of the warlord's followers could finish their spoon of gruel.

Eyebrows were raised, and the sounds of weapons leaving their homes started to echo through the dining hall. The rage in Ogisho's eyes inspired fear in all of them. Yet one frightened soul still had the peace of mind to ask a very important question, one whose answer was necessary if they were to do his bidding.

"After who, sir?"

For a moment, the poor man worried Ogisho would strike him down, right there.

"You know who he is! The boy with the red eyes!"
Ahh, the beautiful Kouta. Songs could be sung about his charm, and many a girl and boy has whispered about his envious good looks. To some, his delicate features, small pointed chin, and easy calm in his eyes make Kouta appear to have a certain feminine charm. Add to that thick brown hair that falls to his rear and you have the makings of a fair maiden. But the makings stop there. Not especially tall, Kouta is very resolutely slim, as if all of his energy is tightly wound up inside. Impeccable posture, thin shoulders, and muscles toned, yet invisible under his robes, paint him to be the picture of a frail aristocrat, and not the viciously strong monk that he is.

His simple attire is often dominated by a muted purple yukata, one that seems better suited for a man twice his age. It has clearly seen the wear of many years, and it is Kouta's only yukata, cherished and cleaned regularly, with small rips and tears being mended by his hand. Underneath this, a simple black long-sleeve shirt, and black trousers are worn. A small carry-all bag hangs from his left hip, the bag made out of finely woven straw from the temple that saved him those years ago.

Past this, Kouta seems to only have one physical possession, a thick tome, which is only ever seen in one of three places; open in his arms as he pores over the book, wrapped tightly in a cotton cloth and tied across his body like a makeshift backpack, or placed securely under his head as a pillow above which he sleeps.

But most covers fail to tell the full story of the book. Yes, he has certain defining features. Eyes of an orange-red unlike any ever seen. A tattoo, almost certainly gang-affiliated, of a massive tiger scaling the whole of his back and some of his buttocks, the tail trailing down the back of his right thigh. A left ear that is missing some of the top of itself, appearing to have been sliced off by either a doctor with an unsteady hand, or a vicious villain hoping to impart great pain.

Save the eyes, these features are often hidden, as scars of a life Kouta no longer can live.

Personality:

Quote:
Originally Posted by A Shorter Time Ago
"A criminal?! In our temple? Impossible."

Reibai Yako did not entertain the silly accusations of men with lengthy documents which she had no time to read. She was far too busy saving the lost souls of the world.

"We have received information that has led us to believe that this man," The man in the formal officer's robes pointed squarely at a painting of a young man with short brown hair and, perhaps most prominently, orange-red eyes. "This man here is not simply a criminal, but a murderer and a gangster, and if you are found to be aiding in his fugitive lifestyle, well, my sister, there may come a time when problems arise at this here temple."

"Problems?! Problems, officer? Do you dare threaten this holy ground with your vile words? Do not dare bring word of evil to our doorstep, and then insist we have welcomed it in. Leave! Leave at once, you are not allowed here with the false accusations you bring to us. We house no criminals here!"

As the officers walked down the steps they had just escalated, Reibai Yako held firm at the door to the temple, her fist shaking in anger.

Or, perhaps, in fear.
Humble Kouta, how he wanders through the mundanity of his daily duties with great purpose and devotion. Many a fellow sister has spoken to the unwavering, flat waters of the ocean in his soul. Unmovable like the greatest mountain, malleable like the freshest clay, Kouta gives himself up to others wholeheartedly. His virtues, that of abstinence, courage, tranquility and devotion, seep out from his every pore. They define his actions, and they summon the spirits of the world to him. To the envious spirits, that come looking to steal his virtues from him, he bellows his prayers high and strong, to pursuade their evil to become good. To the venerable spirits that come to him as a follower, he leads their power up, and out, into the open void of the world, to return the world to serenity.

For if great good exists, then great evil must as well.

And it is this great evil that he must fight against. While he has worked hard simply for the betterment of the common world, and for the people who need and ask for his help, there is still one greater thing towards which Kouta feels a deep calling.

Kouta believes he is an important instrument towards saving the whole world from evil. He believes he is a vessel, hollowed out to house the spirits of good in the world, to be a catalyst for their ultimate goal, of banishing all evil from the world. He knows, however, that he is not the only instrument, and perhaps that is why Kouta wanders the world, a humble Man-turned-Miko. To find the orchestra to save the world.

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Spiritualist
Kouta may pick two Miko Trees and take them as a List, with two usages per thread.
Primary \\ Physical
Secondary \\ xx
Tertiary \\ xx
+1 Strength, +1 Control, +1 Power, -1 Speed, -1 Tactics, -1 Reserves
The spiritualist is a unique breed of samurai, steeped deep in occult lore and religious meditation. This closeness with the spirits and small gods allows the spiritualist to go into communion with the hidden world and make limited use of kami, much as Miko do.

Statistics Legend
1 - Archetype
1 - Base Stat
1 - Thread Point
1 - AP
1 - GM AP
1 - Total Stat

Physical - 60

Strength: 1 + 1 + 18 = 20 [+20 Kyuusaku-Ken]
Speed: 1 - 1 + 19 = 19 [+15 Kyuusaku-Ken]
Stamina: 1 + 23 = 24 [+10 Kyuusaku-Ken]

Mental - 50

Intelligence: 1 + 17 = 18
Tactics: 1 - 1 + 18 = 18
Willpower: 1 + 15 = 16

Spirit - 40

Power: 1 + 1 + 13 = 15
Control: 1 + 1 + 14 = 16
Reserves: 1 - 1 + 13 = 13

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Repertoire of Techniques:

Stage X
Benefits
- - Requirements

The Eyes of Diviner Kouta [10F]
The Spiritual Powers of Divining and Mending The Spirit

Stage One
Jikan wo Tsutaeru - Telling Time
- - 2 Control, 2 Intelligence
Ryouri no Yorokubi - The Joy of Cooking
- - 3 Control, 2 Tactics
Ofuda Gijutsu: Shu Shiiru - Seal Technique: Handseal
- - 3 Willpower, 3 Reserves
Stage Two
Ofuda Gijutsu: Shiten - Seal Technique: Perspective
- - 5 Control, 4 Power, 4 Reserves
Ofuda Hoshu - Seal Mending
- - 6 Control, 6 Power, 4 Willpower
Stage Three
Hitono Kehai wo Kanjiru - Sense The Sign of Life
- - 8 Control, 8 Power, 6 Reserves
Ofuda Gijutsu: Obi no Seikatsu - Seal Technique: Band of Life
- - 9 Control, 9 Reserves, 7 Willpower
Shibaru Shirushi - Binding Mark
- - 9 Willpower, 9 Intelligence, 7 Power
Stage Four
Enkakusokuteiho - Telemetry
- - 12 Control, 11 Power, 10 Reserves, 12 Willpower
Enshi no Gishiki - The Ritual of Far Sight
- - 12 Willpower, 11 Intelligence, 10 Tactics, 12 Control

The Claws of The White Tiger [6F]
Taijutsu Prowess in The Art of The Desperate Fist

Stage One
+4 Strength, +3 Speed, +2 Stamina
- - Strength 4, Speed 4
Stage Two
+4 Strength, +3 Speed, +2 Stamina
- - Strength 8, Speed 6, Tactics 6
Stage Three
+4 Strength, +3 Speed, +2 Stamina
- - Strength 12, Speed 8, Tactics 8
Stage Four
+4 Strength, +3 Speed, +2 Stamina
- - Strength 15, Speed 14, Stamina 14, Tactics 14
Stage Five
+4 Strength, +3 Speed, +2 Stamina
- - Strength 20, Speed 19, Stamina 17, Tactics 16
Shiga Jikogisei Chien

Preservations of a Hallowed Criminal [2F + 2AP]
Non-Shinobi Mercenary Techniques

Stage One
Coded Language
- - 3 Intelligence, 2 Strength
Magician's Escape
- - 3 Tactics, 2 Speed
Stage Two
Acrobatic Leap
- - 5 Strength, 4 Stamina, 4 Speed
Stage Three
Effortless Ascent
- - 8 Strength, 8 Speed, 6 Stamina

Inventory:
The Book Of Emptied Preservations - 8
Morphing, Repairing, Combined Spear and Shield
A book, just a touch smaller than an almanac, that is filled with prayers, lessons of seals, healing and devotion, along with a large history of the faith of Emptied Preservation. Held in hand, it weighs somewhere close to ten pounds. The book itself is one of few siblings, and it is said that most of the books are hidden about the world, only intended to be found by those who are vessels for good spirits. It is also believed that in the hand of those vessels, this book becomes a weapon against evil. Such is true, at least, for this book.

When in possession of a Miko or a Spiritualist, the spirit of the book can be channeled and accessed, causing the book to morph into a spear of about seven feet in length and a shield two and a half feet wide at it's widest, and three feet at it's tallest. The metal of the spear and shield seem to be unidentifiable, as they are both the color of the book's cover, a dusty teal grey. At times the shield and spear almost appear ceramic, rather than metal, but once these tools have left the hands of a Miko to be investigated, they disappear to become the book again.

A book which, it seems, can only be read by the eyes of someone who can commune with kami. To the unordained, it is just a blank tome that does not accept ink....


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Biography:
I only hope that you understand that you are asking me to tell a story that is very hard to tell. Even I, for knowing the man you ask about for so many years, must admit that I still believe I know very little. Half my facts might come from fiction, another cluster of my beliefs from words overheard that I pray I can trust. You and I both know that we can barely agree that the name he goes by is the one he was born with.

And that all depends on when you believe his 'birth' was. Was it when he left the womb of a woman, at least twenty-five years ago? Or was it when Reibai Yako died? Even speaking about the Reibai's death, some have presumed or imagined that Yako never died at all, but possessed the body of the man we now know as Kouta. But can we believe that Kouta is not Kouta at all, but a vessel for one of the Great Priestesses of The Shrine of The Falcon's Roost?

The skeptics and philosophers get lost in these questions, but I do not. Perhaps it is because I am a simpler man, one who has no patience for gossip, no faith for rumors. I believe what he has told me. And what he cannot tell me, I have tried to find out, without his knowledge or permission. I do this because I care for him. I love Kouta, if from a distance. I love him, because I believe a man with the spirit - and I do not mean kami - he holds within him deserves at least one person to love him.

Perhaps you might love him too, once you hear what I have to say.

I believe it should begin where everything begins; when he was born. But that story is not simple, and there is no one answer. So instead, we must begin where I learned the first irrefutable fact about Kouta. A fact I have never told him, but that he may have already heard, whether he believes it or not.

Kouta was a murderer, during a time when he went by a different name. From what I can tell, he went by Echizen then.

He hailed from some poor and forsaken region of Mokin no Kuchi. The sort of area wracked by a Warlord that most in the region would remember still; Warlord Ogisho. That man's reign still inspires terror in Kouta's generation. His band of warriors and retainers still roam Bird Country, in small pockets of lawlessness. But what you must know about Kouta -which is perhaps why he can still seem so dangerous even when he cares for the well being of so many others - is that Kouta worked for Warlord Ogisho. Not only did he work for Ogisho, but he was one of his fiercest attendants.

They called him The White Tiger.

You know the rumors of The White Tiger if you ever moved through The Dry Marsh of Eastern Bird Country. Clusters of cottages, once small inlets of meager communities, still sit abandoned by the vicious acts of The White Tiger and his band of pillagers. It was here, in one such inlet in The Dry Marsh, that I first witnessed a poorly rendered drawing of Kouta, as a wanted poster looking for his head, or information as to where to find it. I would not have recognized it, with how young Kouta was in the drawing, or how old the drawing was, had it not been for the orange circles painted around his pupils.

Those eyes are ones you can never forget.

Still, somewhere in this story of The White Tiger, of Nameless Echizen - I fear I may never know Kouta's first given name, the one given to him by his blood kin - Somewhere in the pillaging of inlets, of frightening The Dry Marsh into total obedience to Warlord Ogisho, something changed in his story. Someone betrayed Ogisho and his band of pillagers and rapists. This, now, was more than a decade ago. For a tiny region, in a smaller country, the history of the betrayal of Warlord Ogisho is something heard around campfires. Certainly, it is not something read in the libraries of Iron Country, despite all my attempts to find such literature.

Yet, I have had my share of campfires. And I know this. Warlord Ogisho believes it was The White Tiger who betrayed him. He believes it to this day, even as the betrayal of Ogisho those years ago barely chips the armor of his reign. What I also know, and what everyone in Mokin no Kuchi knows by now, is that the mighty fist of Ogisho rarely misses.

It is here, by the campfires with the smell of smoke in one's nose, most storytellers recount how Ogisho slayed The White Tiger, battered and beat his body to blood and bones, until there was no body to find. And the storyteller goes on to another frightening story of Ogisho. It is these storytellers that secure good Kouta's safety every night. I have yet to meet someone who says differently.

And yet, here you ask. And here I am, to be a different storyteller altogether. One who has helped Kouta piece the fragments of his soul together, who has seen the tiger tattooed upon his back. One who knows why there was no body to find. The death of The White Tiger was the death of a villain in Ogisho's band. But The White Tiger did not die. No, I would say he just disappeared, and with him, so did Nameless Echizen, that boy from Bird Country, that dark figure of The Dry Marsh Massacres.

Oh yes, my friend. The story of Kouta is a different one altogether.

Quote:
Originally Posted by Seal Of Fate
"Give him to me."

The crowd of monks at the top of the steps parted very quickly at the sound of Reibai Yako's voice. The three sisters, whose hard-worked hands were pressing hard on wounds, placing ofuda over various parts of the bloodied man's body, all took pause at the arrival of Reibai Yako. They all knew that to wait another second would be to promise the anonymous young man to death. But Reibai Yako had not been in the original crowd for good reason.

Reibai Yako could barely walk. She rarely left her room at the temple, and performed all of her prayers in solitude. Yet, here was Yako, leaning pitifully on the pair of walking sticks she had used for the last decade and a half. She was, at that time in the world, the oldest Miko still alive.

And so the three sisters stopped their work, an ofuda hovering inches from the young man's mottled left ear, kept from it's purpose.

Reibai Yako covered the ground to get to the young man with the help of one of the young Ichiko. It was there that, instead of kneeling, she simply crumpled next to the man.

"What can we do, Yako?"

The whole courtyard held it's breath. The spirits in the trees hushed. The stepping stones stopped their slow sink into the earth.

"Nothing. You can do nothing for him." Reibei Yako sighed heavily over the man, covered in blood, his chest no longer appearing to move. "Only I can do something."

The old woman pulled a rectangle of tissue paper out of her robes. Whatever the parcel was, it was clear that Reibai Yako had held it tucked in her robes, above her heart, for the better part of her life. No one could discern it's purpose yet. Reibai Yako was the only diviner of the temple, and it was said that she had seen what the world might become, centuries past the modern day.

It was then, as blood continued to pool on the hot stones beneath them, as that blood stained Yako's robes, that the seer placed both hands on the parcel and unwrapped the tissue paper. Only the young girl who was still kneeling next to Yako could hear the woman reciting something sottovoce.

When asked later, two days after Yako had died, and three hours after the young man woke up, just what it was that Reibai Yako had recited, the young girl could recount the words verbatim;

"With this seal, I have seen your path. With this seal, I have locked your fate. With this seal, I have filled your hollow soul. You will keep in this world a great peace."

And with those words, Yako's spirit left this world.
The first place Kouta remembers - and this is a memory that he does not tell many - is the Shrine of The Falcon's Roost. One of five great temples in Mokin no Kuchi, anyone within thirty miles knows the closest road to the sisterhood of The Falcon's Roost. It is high up a climb of steps, near the top of a large hill or small mountain, depending on where you are from. There, they keep watch over the valleys surrounding them, they pray to the good spirits of the world, and they communicate with the other great Shrines and sisterhoods around the world. But even though they may help pass stories and facts from one Reibai to another Reibai across countries, The Shrine of The Falcon's Roost is a home of more than just truths between sisterhoods. I believe, in their shrine, there roosts a great many secrets.

Quote:
Originally Posted by In The Rookery
"What do you mean, he cannot tell us his name?" An older Reibai looked to be as close to anger as a respected Miko would ever get. "Is he mute?"

Ichiko stayed silent for a moment, wondering if the young man with the red eyes was creeping around the Shrine of The Falcon's Roost, near where she now stood with Reibai Gura. She had found him, when last he wasn't in his room, doing precisely that, as if curiosity had guided him out of the room. Yet the young man had moved with such familiarity that it seemed he had grown up in The Falcon's Roost, and not been found bleeding to death in their festivity circle two weeks ago.

"No, Reibai Gura." Ichiko had always been afraid of Gura's fury. Her punishments were rare, but feared by all. "He does not know it. He says he cannot remember anything."

"Nothing? Then how does he speak? How does he remember your name, and my name and why is he lurking in places where a stranger should never tread?!" The whole shrine was pained by the death of Reibai Yako, and it's strains were felt like a falcon's talons on ungloved arms. Exasperation, anger and sorrow had become commonplace for everyone but the new visitor with eyes like the tips of flame. "Tell me something I can understand, Ichiko."

Small sparrows broke flight from the rook where the two Miko stood in solitude. Ichiko had been trying to spend her rare moments alone understanding the strange circumstance surrounding Reibai Yako's death.

"He says he remembers things, but that he is not the one remembering them. He says that he feels tied to the spirits, as if he has always been tied to them. But then he says he never felt the spirits until he awoke in our Shrine, sister. He seems to be as confused and afraid as we all are. He thinks he is living a life that is not his, that his soul was replaced by someone who knew us, and who knew this place." Ichiko paused for a moment, and watched as Gura's face melted it's stint ferocity into a frown filled with sadness and nostalgia.

"Is it Yako?" Gura was the new leader of The Falcon's Roost. It was not as if she had not done all of the leading while the old, bedridden Yako had offered guidance from her quarters. Leadership was not new. But knowing that she no longer had someone to go to when she had no answers? This was like living in a strange place with unfamiliar faces, all alone.

"It must be, Reibai. You heard what Yako did. She gave her life to him. She saved him. Our sisters worry that he has brought us doom. He has brought strange men to our doorstep. He has brought unrest to the birds. But I must believe this thing, for I feel it in a language I cannot speak. It is a language I think you understand. He is here for a reason. The spirits guided him here. Yako felt their communion. Yako knew something that we can never truly see, but without her eyes, I think we must believe, Gura. We must believe that he belongs here."

The school of sparrows returned to the perches in unison, chirping softly at the summer heat, the buzz of dragonflies and grasshoppers.

"Very well. But what do we do with him?"
But I know not whether this is true or not. I only know that Kouta awoke in The Shrine of The Falcon's Roost, and that around this time, it is said that the Great Priestess of The Falcon's Roost, Reibai Yako, died. Whether they were connected, I can only assume. Regardless of their connection, shortly thereafter Kouta's earliest memory of his life, he was folded into their sisterhood in the same way that a young girl who first becomes Miko might be. Basic prayer lessons. Cooking for their sisterhood. Cleaning. Sweeping. Reading. Writing. It is said, and I promised never to say by who, that Kouta began as if he knew absolutely nothing. He could not write. He could not read. He had to learn prayers the way a five year old did.

And once he learned, he grew exponentially. It was as if he had forgotten completely how to ride the bike of Miko, until suddenly he remembered and sped down the hill, racing towards a finish line of enlightenment. Once he learned the alphabet, and basic written grammar, he was crafting sonnets and transcribing letters. Once he could mince ginger, he could soften deep aromas out of mundane roots and vegetables. It is said that Kouta's meals smelled like Yako's. Some say the shrine only had so many ingredients, that all their meals smelled alike. I, and others, say otherwise.

But this secret, of a man living in a Shrine of Miko, was dangerous. Mind you, this was such a secret. Only you, I, and the sisterhood of The Falcon's Roost know any such thing. Because the rumors of The White Tiger hiding in The Falcon's Roost was a rumor that brought many difficulties to the Shrine. Mokin no Kuchi has seen the decline in The Falcon's Roost. Families no longer bring their daughters to their enclave, but rather travel further, longer to other regions, to other shrines. The rumor that they have housed a vicious fugitive did them no good for the five or so years Kouta says he was with them.

Quote:
Originally Posted by A Letter Left In The Donation Box
To my dearest sisters, I will miss you. For some of you, this letter will come as a relief. Maybe for some of you this will bring sorrow. For all of you, I hope this letter will bring you proof that I have loved you, that you have been my first family, and that I will never truly leave you. But I must say goodbye to The Shrine of The Falcon's Roost. It is for the best, despite your deliberate faith that Reibai Yako would want me to remain and continue Yako's timeless legacy.

I will continue her vision, to connect with the deepest spirits of our world, hoping to offer communion and direction for the lost spirits of our earth. But I know, deep within me, that there are spirits outside of our Roost to guide to peacefulness. I know that Yako meant for me to be a guide for the whole world, and that she trusts you, her sisters, to guide the disquieted birds of our Roost.

But I am needed for greater things.

I owe you many thanks.

Firstly, to Ichiko, the most diligent of Yako's attendants. I felt from the moment I woke from her most beautiful gift, my rebirth, that you are the most important. I thank you the most, for teaching me how to cook porridge from our final grains, and to pay close attention to those who are gripping the threshold of death's gate. You have taught me patience, diligence, and love. I know that I may never forget you. I know that Yako loved you deeply, and the spirits know that you are their most ferocious witness. Thank you for holding me close to your heart, and trying so hard to protect me from the whispers of your sisters who felt the danger I brought to your peaceful shrine.

I thank the kami for leading me to your doorstep.

To those sisters who spoke with me freely, who let me sweep your halls, bake your bread, and share your meals, I thank you for your open hearts, and for your belief in your greatest herald. Yako feels your faith deep within her. If it was not for your brimming belief that her choice was just, I would not be able to leave your beautiful shrine, knowing that my final exit would rest the last remnants of Yako's impeccable purity.

To those sisters who heard the venom of my enemies, who tasted the vile words of evil kami, and let their whispers mold their faith, I ask that you forgive me the pain I have caused you. I thank you for your tireless grip on our doorstep, never letting the nay-sayers and criminals to cross into our sacred place. I know my presence tired you, and wore your faith to the bone. Your effort and pain have powered my soul. I swear to my duty to keep the peace that my leave will be eternal, but my heart - and Reibai Yako's - will be tied to you forever. I will bless the good spirits of the world in your favor. It is to you that I owe the most, for your suffering was greatest, and your reward the smallest. I know your pains, as it was shown in The Great Eagle's Fifth Flight, and I thank you for your endurance.

Lastly, I must thank this shrine, The Falcon's Roost, for it's virtuous loyalty to my spirit, a loyalty tied to Reibai Yako before me. You have held me in sanctuary, kept me safe in the darkest hours, and saved me from the great pains that may wait me in this, my new life. This life I have shared with you will be kept in my memory, as a past protected, even as you and I know that my future may not hold a shield. I will walk for you, and I will miss you.

Goodbye is the hardest word to write to you. Even now, I wish the word were not so final, that it may hold a promise that I may open your door and walk your threshold again. But I would not waste my breath on a false wish. This is my final written word in this sacred place. Perhaps, before I die, my soul, and Yako's, will tie to a new body and spirit, and that one might stumble upon your Roost, and one of you, my precious sisters, might recognize them for who they are, feed them, give them shelter, wash them, and let them rest within your sacred halls.

But I will not return.

I can never return, out of debt to the soul we both love most.

May Reibai Yako's spirit rest forever.

I must leave and never come back.

I love you,
Your Fearless Falcon,
Kouta.
It could have been Kouta's sense of self awareness. Or perhaps someone finally spotted Kouta, or had the presence of mind to tell him all the pain he had caused. No one knows for certain what made him leave, but I must say I am happy he did. I would never have known him without it. Hahaha, and yet here I am saying that, despite the stories I know, I think I may never know him at all.

Why have I told you this story? Why, I thought that answer would be simple for you. I am telling you this because I believe that you love him, in much the way I do. And I believe that you want to have faith in your own love, even when Kouta cannot have that faith in himself. I believe you want to keep him safe. And I believe that you think what I think.

I think he's here to help make a difference.

Yes, Good Kouta. He knew better than to stay when danger followed him everywhere. He was smart, really, to leave. I believe he has gotten stronger, more capable to face the darkness that seems to follow him and help the good spirits that call to him. And without him leaving, you would never have found me, here in Iron Country, where he and I met so long ago. That chance meeting, one I think he barely remembers, was of great interest for The Last Legion, and for the whole world. I think he still feels a little bit like this world is something he has just woken up to, that every day he has to remind himself who he is, and why he is, and what about himself is Kouta, and what about himself is something else.

And that's truly what he is.

Something else altogether.
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Quote:
Originally Posted by The First Preservation
"What piece of scrap didja bring in now, Jozu?"

The young man was thrown upon the rocky floor of the den of Ogisho's lieutenant. His ragged cloak spread out around him. A round, speckled yellow orb rolled over the uneven stone.




the first life taken

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Quote:
Originally Posted by In The Rookery
"What do you mean, he cannot tell us his name?" An older Reibai looked to be as close to anger as a respected Miko would ever get. "Is he mute?"

Ichiko stayed silent for a moment, wondering if the young man with the red eyes was creeping around the Shrine of The Falcon's Roost, near where she now stood with Reibai Gura. She had found him, when last he wasn't in his room, doing precisely that, as if curiosity had guided him out of the room. Yet the young man had moved with such familiarity that it seemed he had grown up in The Falcon's Roost, and not been found bleeding to death in their festivity circle two weeks ago.

"No, Reibai Gura." Ichiko had always been afraid of Gura's fury. Her punishments were rare, but feared by all. "He does not know it. He says he cannot remember anything."

"Nothing? Then how does he speak? How does he remember your name, and my name and why is he lurking in places where a stranger should never tread?!" The whole shrine was pained by the death of Reibai Yako, and it's strains were felt like a falcon's talons on ungloved arms. Exasperation, anger and sorrow had become commonplace for everyone but the new visitor with eyes like the tips of flame. "Tell me something I can understand, Ichiko."

Small sparrows broke flight from the rook where the two Miko stood in solitude. Ichiko had been trying to spend her rare moments alone understanding the strange circumstance surrounding Reibai Yako's death.

"He says he remembers things, but that he is not the one remembering them. He says that he feels tied to the spirits, as if he has always been tied to them. But then he says he never felt the spirits until he awoke in our Shrine, sister. He seems to be as confused and afraid as we all are. He thinks he is living a life that is not his, that his soul was replaced by someone who knew us, and who knew this place." Ichiko paused for a moment, and watched as Gura's face melted it's stint ferocity into a frown filled with sadness and nostalgia.

"Is it Yako?" Gura was the new leader of The Falcon's Roost. It was not as if she had not done all of the leading while the old, bedridden Yako had offered guidance from her quarters. Leadership was not new. But knowing that she no longer had someone to go to when she had no answers? This was like living in a strange place with unfamiliar faces, all alone.

"It must be, Reibai. You heard what Yako did. She gave her life to him. She saved him. Our sisters worry that he has brought us doom. He has brought strange men to our doorstep. He has brought unrest to the birds. But I must believe this thing, for I feel it in a language I cannot speak. It is a language I think you understand. He is here for a reason. The spirits guided him here. Yako felt their communion. Yako knew something that we can never truly see, but without her eyes, I think we must believe, Gura. We must believe that he belongs here."

The school of sparrows returned to the perches in unison, chirping softly at the summer heat, the buzz of dragonflies and grasshoppers.

"Very well. But what do we do with him?"

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"Give him to me."

The crowd of monks at the top of the steps parted very quickly at the sound of Reibai Yako's voice. The three sisters, whose hard-worked hands were pressing hard on wounds, placing ofuda over various parts of the bloodied man's body, all took pause at the arrival of Reibai Yako. They all knew that to wait another second would be to promise the anonymous young man to death. But Reibai Yako had not been in the original crowd for good reason.

Reibai Yako could barely walk. She rarely left her room at the temple, and performed all of her prayers in solitude. Yet, here was Yako, leaning pitifully on the pair of walking sticks she had used for the last decade and a half. She was, at that time in the world, the oldest Miko still alive.

And so the three sisters stopped their work, an ofuda hovering inches from the young man's mottled left ear, kept from it's purpose.

Reibai Yako covered the ground to get to the young man with the help of one of the young Ichiko. It was there that, instead of kneeling, she simply crumpled next to the man.

"What can we do, Yako?"

The whole courtyard held it's breath. The spirits in the trees hushed. The stepping stones stopped their slow sink into the earth.

"Nothing. You can do nothing for him." Reibei Yako sighed heavily over the man, covered in blood, his chest no longer appearing to move. "Only I can do something."

The old woman pulled a rectangle of tissue paper out of her robes. Whatever the parcel was, it was clear that Reibai Yako had held it tucked in her robes, above her heart, for the better part of her life. No one could discern it's purpose yet. Reibai Yako was the only diviner of the temple, and it was said that she had seen what the world might become, centuries past the modern day.

It was then, as blood continued to pool on the hot stones beneath them, as that blood stained Yako's robes, that the seer placed both hands on the parcel and unwrapped the tissue paper. Only the young girl who was still kneeling next to Yako could hear the woman reciting something sottovoce.

When asked later, two days after Yako had died, and three hours after the young man woke up, just what it was that Reibai Yako had recited, the young girl could recount the words verbatim;

"With this seal, I have seen your path. With this seal, I have locked your fate. With this seal, I have filled your hollow soul. You will keep in this world a great peace."

And with those words, Yako's spirit left this world.
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To my dearest sisters, I will miss you. For some of you, this letter will come as a relief. Maybe for some of you this will bring sorrow. For all of you, I hope this letter will bring you proof that I have loved you, that you have been my first family, and that I will never truly leave you. But I must say goodbye to The Shrine of The Falcon's Roost. It is for the best, despite your deliberate faith that Reibai Yako would want me to remain and continue Yako's timeless legacy.

I will continue her vision, to connect with the deepest spirits of our world, hoping to offer communion and direction for the lost spirits of our earth. But I know, deep within me, that there are spirits outside of our Roost to guide to peacefulness. I know that Yako meant for me to be a guide for the whole world, and that she trusts you, her sisters, to guide the disquieted birds of our Roost.

But I am needed for greater things.

I owe you many thanks.

Firstly, to Ichiko, the most diligent of Yako's attendants. I felt from the moment I woke from her most beautiful gift, my rebirth, that you are the most important. I thank you the most, for teaching me how to cook porridge from our final grains, and to pay close attention to those who are gripping the threshold of death's gate. You have taught me patience, diligence, and love. I know that I may never forget you. I know that Yako loved you deeply, and the spirits know that you are their most ferocious witness. Thank you for holding me close to your heart, and trying so hard to protect me from the whispers of your sisters who felt the danger I brought to your peaceful shrine.

I thank the kami for leading me to your doorstep.

To those sisters who spoke with me freely, who let me sweep your halls, bake your bread, and share your meals, I thank you for your open hearts, and for your belief in your greatest herald. Yako feels your faith deep within her. If it was not for your brimming belief that her choice was just, I would not be able to leave your beautiful shrine, knowing that my final exit would rest the last remnants of Yako's impeccable purity.

To those sisters who heard the venom of my enemies, who tasted the vile words of evil kami, and let their whispers mold their faith, I ask that you forgive me the pain I have caused you. I thank you for your tireless grip on our doorstep, never letting the nay-sayers and criminals to cross into our sacred place. I know my presence tired you, and wore your faith to the bone. Your effort and pain have powered my soul. I swear to my duty to keep the peace that my leave will be eternal, but my heart - and Reibai Yako's - will be tied to you forever. I will bless the good spirits of the world in your favor. It is to you that I owe the most, for your suffering was greatest, and your reward the smallest. I know your pains, as it was shown in The Great Eagle's Fifth Flight, and I thank you for your endurance.

Lastly, I must thank this shrine, The Falcon's Roost, for it's virtuous loyalty to my spirit, a loyalty tied to Reibai Yako before me. You have held me in sanctuary, kept me safe in the darkest hours, and saved me from the great pains that may wait me in this, my new life. This life I have shared with you will be kept in my memory, as a past protected, even as you and I know that my future may not hold a shield. I will walk for you, and I will miss you.

Goodbye is the hardest word to write to you. Even now, I wish the word were not so final, that it may hold a promise that I may open your door and walk your threshold again. But I would not waste my breath on a false wish. This is my final written word in this sacred place. Perhaps, before I die, my soul, and Yako's, will tie to a new body and spirit, and that one might stumble upon your Roost, and one of you, my precious sisters, might recognize them for who they are, feed them, give them shelter, wash them, and let them rest within your sacred halls.

But I will not return.

I can never return, out of debt to the soul we both love most.

May Reibai Yako's spirit rest forever.

I must leave and never come back.

I love you,
Your Fearless Falcon,
Kouta.
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Originally Posted by Words From A Poster, Lost on a Bulletin Board Somewhere in Bird Country


MISSING!
The White Tiger of Warlord Ogisho's Band of Pillagers and Rapists.
A young man, now somewhere in his mid to late twenties, with brown hair and Orange Eyes. Average height, disfigured left ear. Has a large tattoo of a tiger on his back. Goes by the name _____ Echizen.

This man is a killer and a thief. He is the last member at large from Ogisho's terrible reign in the Northwest Reaches of Mokin no Kuchi.

Looking for Information regarding The White Tiger's whereabouts. Rewards given based on quality of information.

If you know anything, please talk to Mister Hyun'aji in the Smithing Circle near Town Hall. Tell him that The Emerald Phoenix wants to speak with you.
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Delete the beginning of this. Make his childhood unknown. His story starts as a vicious employee of a warlord, and ends that story immediately at the foot of a shrine, bloodied and battered. Rumors circulate his life about the drama of his arrival at the shrine.

Problems begin to arise, especially when the death of Reibai Yako reaches the nearby towns, and rumors of a man working in the shrine stir up. Kouta decides himself, at the end of the biography and the beginning of his journey, to leave Mokin no Kuchi and head to Iron Country, promising to help the people of the world along the way, to join the Last Legion, an order of Warriors that can protect the peace. His journey has just begun, to keep a great peace in the world.



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* While Kouta is being registered as a Samurai, it should be noted that Kouta is not yet a true member of the Last Legion. He is on his way, travelling from Bird Country to Iron Country, to enter their ranks. This will be done through roleplay, but to limit his ability on using his Miko powers, and in anticipation of the fact that he will be Samurai soon, he is being registered under that character type and will follow those rules throughout roleplay.
** While Uruwashii is a level bestowed upon Samurai of a certain martial skill, this merit has not been bestowed upon Kouta by the Samurai of the Last Legion. This will soon come to be a clear fact to The Last Legion, but until then, the rank of Uruwashii is only used to portray the amount of physical prowess that Kouta gained from his past life, as a warrior under the leadership of the late Warlord Ogisho. He is a natural fighter, even if his recent change of pace, being bound to the Fate of a dead Reibai Miko, has caused his life to be filled with acts of pacifism.

Give Host
Through speaking with spirits, especially those which are restless and without purpose, a Miko or Spiritualist may offer a chance to heal their sorrows. By placing an ofuda upon an object or material, they can invite a spirit to use the object as a host of their possession. In this way, spirits can manifest as brooms which sweep themselves, sleeping rolls that unfurl, refurl, and tie themselves, or simply as mundane things, as doorknobs that twist themselves open or closed, or, sometimes, objects that are simply pleased to remain objects. Regardless, this ofuda is specifically crafted only to host peaceful and happy spirits within mundane objects, and so, in the case that this seal is placed upon a weapon, the spirit within would never manifest itself by attacking a living thing or carrying out any action that might endanger another living thing or spirit. This seal cannot be used by a Miko that hopes to profit from the actions of the spirit that they offer as guest to the host object. It is only used to appease spirits that are restless without corporeal form. At any given time, one individual can only maintain as many Host Seals as their Miko level.

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His plots begin with heading to Iron Country. Helping anyone along the way. He will learn Senryaku-do and take to it with immense quickness. The sort of quickness that frightens him. Meeting anyone along the way, his connection to the spirits is occasional but powerful. When they do not speak to him, he feels little or no connection, and instead has a great faith in the morality of all living things, to his own naïveté.
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A small shape of darkness moved out of the forest and into the town of Insutou. Muddy ground gave a tiny squelch every once in a while as the shadow moved through the hodgepodge town. Small yards were attached to ramshackle huts and cottages by fences. Sleeping chickens and small patches of cabbage, carrots and broccoli all sat quietly.

An owl, watching for the night's rodents, watched the shadow vigilantly. Her movements shook the ground and the mice hid under bushes, scurrying quickly to cover from the shadow, and so too from the owl's maw. But the shadow's silence was constant, as if it weren't breathing, or catching the moonlight at all. But at a point, deeper in the village, the owl saw the shadow stop and peer wistfully into a garden.

A dead chicken, splintered outwards, lay dead between bunches of cress and dandelion. The ground around it was muddy, and paw prints marked the garden about it, freshly made. From across the town, a sated coyote stalked the shadow, keeping its own distance from a definitively human scent. But Asuka stood next to the garden's gate, at the place where the gate was broken, left unfixed by a lazy family. The vision of macabre was stark, and the genin girl was initially shocked by the vision of death.

But these things should not have been so shocking to a girl used to violence. Especially with her current aspirations in mind.

Just what do you think you're doing here child?

The gate creaked at its widest point. The mud of the garden did not squelch or give way under the black boots, already moist with the chilly night's dew and mist. A hushed click closed the gate behind the shadow.

The coyote gave up the rest of it's dinner and sauntered back into the forest surrounding Insutou, it's belly full, her cubs waiting at the den for milk.

An owl dropped from a branch, wings opening with less sound than the distant ocean clapping against briny rocks. The mice had begun to run freely again.

One of your hens is dead.

- -

Asuka did not know why, and found it very curious that she would wipe her boots on the welcome mat on the landing to the small cottage. The lights were out. She had no intention of knocking.

But she cleaned her feet. She brought both hands, cold at the fingertips, up to her face and tried to rub the tired feeling out from under her eyes. She tightened the belt that fastened her brother's tanto to the square of her back. She double checked everything, and triple-checked everything.

By now the owl had returned to his perch, his own belly full, but curious about the shadow on the cottage's deck. Shadows did not move in Insutou at this hour. Dinner was usually a sordid and predictable affair.

Why waste time, talking to me, if you came here for something so simple?

The door gave with little effort. A hairpin and a quiet, concentrated effort had done the trick. Closed doors were usually more sufficient than locks here.

The candles had been snuffed out. The house was quiet, and felt especially vacant. The hallways were short but rarely traveled except for necessity.

I don't need to answer your questions, grandma.

Down this very hallway, a shadow moved deeper into the darkness of the house.

-

Gulls squawked at the shore, diving and flying and grabbing at the tiny fishes that moved at night. Schools of fishes became tiny academies. Mothers, fathers, sons, sisters, all were lost and none were missed out of a panic for survival.

A large wave smashed against an empty rowboat, and a shadowed hand turned a knob quietly into a small room.

The bed was tinier than Asuka would have imagined. The young boy was even smaller. A clock ticked away a wasted life next to him. His eyes were closed with the same permanence his brother's had been in the casket.

She had thought this would be easy. She had thought that redemption would be this simple thing to grasp. Even as her hand tightened around the baby blue hilt behind her, the soft sound of a child's breath shook the room with the fervor of a tidal wave.

Like this, hand on hilt, hovering over a sick boy, watching the town remain still outside of the small window, Asuka remained for fifteen minutes or more. It would only take a second.

A sudden sound cut the silence.

I suppose it's time for you to do what you wanted.

-

She had assumed an old woman would sleep through anything. The thought that a sudden and short-lived chill from an open door could change anything hadn't crossed Asuka's mind.

But this old woman had not been good at sleeping for many days now. The exclamation that had broken the silence had stopped Asuka's breath. To look at the woman in the dark was frightening and also beautiful. In the light of the crescent moon, most of her wrinkles disappeared. Her scowl was young in its viciousness.

Outside, an owl flapped his wings, and snatched the scraps of a coyote's interrupted dinner. A mother found her cubs and tucked away to sleep. Clans of mice scrambled for more scraps, plundering chicken feed and juicy fallen citrus. The sudden opening had changed everything for the island.

But nothing changed for Asuka.

Perhaps, she mused on her ride back to Kirigakure, I had wanted to be caught. That I knew I couldn't do this.

I don't think I know what I want old woman. But I believed that this would help.

-

The two women, one disproportionately young for her maturity, the other disproportionately passionate for her age, spoke in hushed tones over the quiet body of the young man.

A conversation that could have lasted a minute took fifteen, and felt like a lifetime washing away from her. After all they had said, Asuka still did not know what to do.

"You've come for my son." The woman's head shook slightly, not in any one direction, but as an aftereffect of a debilitated nervous system.

"Yes."

Gulls, squawking.

"Oh, I know child. I do not think you realize what you've done."

-

"This is not the son you want." The old woman's voice crackled as her head turned towards the young boy, deep in sleep. "You want his brother."

An owl ripped an avian rib from its spine.

"You're not the only one. They've all wanted him." The shadow stood still. The owl saw no movement through the window. "But Umikami got him first. "

Quiet stayed. Asuka had not wanted to speak at all that night.

"May his soul sink to the deepest hole in the sea." The woman took a few steps into the room, and Asuka pulled the sword a few inches from its scabbard. She stopped when the older woman touched her son's forehead.

"I imagine he took someone dear from you. He took someone dear from me too." Asuka thought she saw a tear fall onto the young boy's pillow. "Don't take the thing he couldn't touch. "

The ocean swelled, splashing lightly into the rowboat on the opposite shore. A wedge formed between Asuka and her heart. Her passions stiffened, cracked, and shattered at the sight of the woman's tenderness.

She couldn't do this. Couldn't kill the brother of the man who had done exactly that to her.
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