The Yanata Clan
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Roleplay posts: 26 
Registered: Dec 21, 2015 17:25:03 GMT -8
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Post by The Yanata Clan on Dec 23, 2015 16:41:06 GMT -8
 Those who travel through the Yanata province can always find a place to stay at The Fushigi Inn. It seems that whenever dusk rolls around weary travelers will find this inn, or perhaps there is just many branches of the inn owned by the same family. Whenever someone visits the layout is always slightly different, the proprietor may be the same person each time or simply a close relative, the only consistency is the menu. The inn could be magical or it could simply be coincidence, but it is always there for those who need it. |
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Hiyama
Committed
Roleplay posts: 87
Age: 16
Physical Description: A young man with an ordinary frame, still in his adolescence.
Clothes and Equipment: Red kimono, white obi, black hakama, and zori sandles. Is often seen wearing a crude, thick straw cloak.
Player's online availability : Depends on the story I'm in.
Registered: May 12, 2015 22:23:57 GMT -8
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Post by Hiyama on Jan 3, 2016 15:29:49 GMT -8
A young man, wrapped in what appeared to be a large cloak of straw, entered the inn from the frigid winter cold. His hair looked disheveled before his youthful visage, clearly too much time spent traveling, and he walked straight up to the counter and produced several small coins.
"How much for a night?"
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Roleplay posts: 0
Registered: May 7, 2024 11:55:18 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Jan 3, 2016 15:59:15 GMT -8
As Hiyama enters the inn he would find it odd there is noise, light, and laughter in abundance, but it all seems to be coming from behind close screen doors. There would be no one behind the counter, and perhaps he tries to open a door perhaps not, but before he gets restless a woman appears from around a corner and smiles at him. She is enchantingly beautiful like something from a dream, or perhaps a memory, her features are hard to pin down but they will stay with him for years after he has left. Her voice is a gossamer whisper silky and smooth wrapping him up make him feel welcome.
"The price is quite reasonable I can assure you kind sir, welcome to the Fushigi inn. I am The Innkeeper follow me."
Without waiting to see if Hiyama, obeys she turns down a corridor and sets a sedate easy to follow pace. She will lead him to a small but comfortable room, warm and with a single futon and chest for him to store his belongings.
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Hiyama
Committed
Roleplay posts: 87
Age: 16
Physical Description: A young man with an ordinary frame, still in his adolescence.
Clothes and Equipment: Red kimono, white obi, black hakama, and zori sandles. Is often seen wearing a crude, thick straw cloak.
Player's online availability : Depends on the story I'm in.
Registered: May 12, 2015 22:23:57 GMT -8
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Post by Hiyama on Jan 3, 2016 16:02:55 GMT -8
"Thank you kindly."
He bows respectfully. The boy seems incredibly calm and reserved. He enters the room which is much more comfort than he is used to, and shuts the door.
In the privacy of his room, he removes the straw cloak, the bulk of which not only kept him warm but kept his possessions--a flask and a single katana with tattered ito--out of sight and out of mind. He sets the katana on the floor alongside where he would sleep, and the flask right beside it.
Finally, he could relax.
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Roleplay posts: 0
Registered: May 7, 2024 11:55:18 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Jan 3, 2016 16:09:19 GMT -8
Before the young man can think of falling to sleep a knock comes at the screen door. When Hiyama slids it open a simple meal of rice, fish, and broth are sitting there as well as a bill, the price was more than fair.
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Hiyama
Committed
Roleplay posts: 87
Age: 16
Physical Description: A young man with an ordinary frame, still in his adolescence.
Clothes and Equipment: Red kimono, white obi, black hakama, and zori sandles. Is often seen wearing a crude, thick straw cloak.
Player's online availability : Depends on the story I'm in.
Registered: May 12, 2015 22:23:57 GMT -8
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Post by Hiyama on Jan 3, 2016 16:26:24 GMT -8
With the knock, he quickly covers up his sword and flask with his straw cloak, and goes for the door.
"Ah.."
He smiles with gratitude. The food truly hit the spot and not being hungry helped him sleep. In the morning, he'd have to make sure to leave a tip for their consideration of his well being.
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