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Post by Deleted on Dec 5, 2016 11:29:51 GMT -8
"Hey, it's not my fault you're so afraid of magic! What, are you jealous because you never learned how to cast fireball and now you won't let anyone else do it?" Phoebe snapped.
"Alright, enough of that." Quincy responded as he waved his hand in front of her. She suddenly froze in place and, piece by piece, disintegrated into thin air until nothing remained. Silence reigned supreme once more. He sighed and looked back to the daimyo, more embarrassed than frantic.
"She, uh...she doesn't represent my opinion." He said, not so much pleading for his life but rather heartbroken she would speak that way. "Look, you don't want me here and I don't want to be here. We did indeed mess up and should have been more attentive to the laws of your land, and are willing to be exiled for our crime.
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Daimyo Akagi Zuikaku
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 181 
Age: 29
Physical Description: Black hair matches a pair of green eyes and well-tanned skin. His hands bear numerous scars from rope burns and large splinters, as do his legs. He is well-muscled, looking more like a dock-worker than a daimyo, but he emphasizes the ability to do personally what he commands others to do. It is not uncommon that he smells of the sea, in fact he tends to bathe in it, using the power of the sea to cleanse his body.
Clothes and Equipment: He wears traditional samurai armor, which has been carefully constructed and enchanted to prevent damage by corrosion or rust in the salty environment he is often found in. His katana has received the same treatment, the handle wrapped in the skin of a monstrous shark, the blade forged from the toughest steel.
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Post by Daimyo Akagi Zuikaku on Dec 7, 2016 10:31:02 GMT -8
"You should watch your ton..." the guard's words were cut off by the Daimyo's hand. Akagi had grasped their relationship quite quickly, and knew that the Quincy fellow would cut her off. Her disappearance caused a few muttered curses and some tightened weapon grips.
"The Emperor has decreed that using magic is banned throughout Tawakoshi, it was not my decision. I understand that many foreign nations use it, and that is why I mandated the lecture be given on every ship inbound to my city. I appreciate your ynderstanding in this. I am not going to exile you, but I will recommend you lay low, or perhaps visit another city until the hubbub dies down."
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Post by Deleted on Dec 7, 2016 10:43:46 GMT -8
"To be honest, since magic is a significant portion of my life now, I feel I should just leave the country."
He leaned on the cell bars as he spoke, still staying relaxed.
"Though, she does bring up a question....how come magic's banned? I can understand a fear of powerful wizards trying to control the country, but magic defeats magic. Hell, these bars alone keep me from summoning Phoebe again."
As he spoke he pulled out a sheet of paper and began to draw on it. He showed it to the Daimyo and guards to show it was inert.
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Daimyo Akagi Zuikaku
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 181
Age: 29
Physical Description: Black hair matches a pair of green eyes and well-tanned skin. His hands bear numerous scars from rope burns and large splinters, as do his legs. He is well-muscled, looking more like a dock-worker than a daimyo, but he emphasizes the ability to do personally what he commands others to do. It is not uncommon that he smells of the sea, in fact he tends to bathe in it, using the power of the sea to cleanse his body.
Clothes and Equipment: He wears traditional samurai armor, which has been carefully constructed and enchanted to prevent damage by corrosion or rust in the salty environment he is often found in. His katana has received the same treatment, the handle wrapped in the skin of a monstrous shark, the blade forged from the toughest steel.
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Post by Daimyo Akagi Zuikaku on Dec 8, 2016 5:51:20 GMT -8
"It simply is. It is not my place to question the Emperor nor is he obligated to justify himself to anyone."
Akagi's tone indicated that questioning the decisions of the Emperor might lead to a longer stay in the prison, but also that he did know, and just didn't agree with it.
"If you wish to leave we will not ban you, as you have clearly learned your leason. No harm was done and in a few days this will be forgotten about."
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Post by Deleted on Dec 8, 2016 8:33:53 GMT -8
He mulled over what the Daimyo said to himself. The emperor must've been hiding something. Telling his subordinates to do what he says without question but giving no logical explanation can only mean he's keep secrets about magic. Then again, it wasn't his place to change the laws of a country. He just wanted Phoebe back.
After a few moments he nodded to the Daimyo.
"Understood, thank you."
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Daimyo Akagi Zuikaku
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 181
Age: 29
Physical Description: Black hair matches a pair of green eyes and well-tanned skin. His hands bear numerous scars from rope burns and large splinters, as do his legs. He is well-muscled, looking more like a dock-worker than a daimyo, but he emphasizes the ability to do personally what he commands others to do. It is not uncommon that he smells of the sea, in fact he tends to bathe in it, using the power of the sea to cleanse his body.
Clothes and Equipment: He wears traditional samurai armor, which has been carefully constructed and enchanted to prevent damage by corrosion or rust in the salty environment he is often found in. His katana has received the same treatment, the handle wrapped in the skin of a monstrous shark, the blade forged from the toughest steel.
Registered: Jun 27, 2016 9:39:02 GMT -8
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Post by Daimyo Akagi Zuikaku on Dec 8, 2016 9:26:03 GMT -8
"Unlock the door," the Daimyo commanded.
"But Daimyo-sama, your safety. He could attack..." one of the guards stammered out before being silenced.
"ENOUGH! Much like the Emperor I am not accustomed to being questioned in my own domain. Unlock the damn door."
Muttered ascension followed by the lock clicking open.
"You are free to go. I recommend you don't summon your companion until your back on the ship. Which departs in the next hour and should be the same one you came in on. These guards will escort you to it and ensure you are given passage back at no expense."
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Post by Deleted on Dec 8, 2016 9:47:48 GMT -8
"Thank you. The sooner the better. She hates being in the other world...."
Quincy followed the guards out and back to the ship.
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City of Quying
Committed
Roleplay posts: 79
Registered: Jul 8, 2016 4:55:30 GMT -8
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Post by City of Quying on Dec 8, 2016 17:40:29 GMT -8
The guards bowed low to the Daimyo and escorted Quincy back to his ship. They would keep silent during the trip, but at least two had their eyes on him the entire time.
<Exit>
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Ryoichi Masami
Committed
Blind does not mean unseeing.
Roleplay posts: 82 
Age: Eighteen years old
Physical Description: • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • •
Masami is the epitome of Tawakoshi beauty but for one flaw -- she is BLIND. Her skin is pale as moon, her hair as black as night. Her face is shaped as an opal, her lips the shade of the peonies. Her eyes are fanned with dark lashes, but their irises and pupils are a pale blue -- to much water in her soul, they say.
As the Jade Cat, Masami is given jade ears and a sleek jade cat tail as well. Her eyes glow a subtle jade in the dark.
Clothes and Equipment: • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • •
Masami takes on many different appearances now as the "lost daughter" of the prominent Ryoichi family. However, she almost never allows herself to be seen and identified as Masami Ryoichi any longer, and tends to take on disguises as poor women.
When Masami is the Jade Cat, she wears dark, close-fitting clothes that allow her the freedom of flexibility, subtly decorated with feminine jade touches.
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Post by Ryoichi Masami on Mar 23, 2018 11:49:49 GMT -8
The mask had been taken from her, and she was left... in darkness. That wasn't new. That had been her life for so long now, but her body ached with how she missed the mask. Sometimes, she could hear its voice whispering in her head, and the withdrawal of not having it made her break into shivers and sweats, made her mouth dry. When her identity had been revealed, it had caused a ripple through the throne, but she was almost sure it had not left the walls of the jail where she was imprisoned. She was cleared of murder at the very least -- but all her other crimes, well, they were still pinned against her. Masami became bitter, and her attitude waspish -- especially toward her jailer, Shirai - Witch Slayer. Although she wasn't lain to waste like other prisoners, considering who she was, considering her identity, she was still stuck in a small room -- a small room for a cat that paced. She was given water to bathe, she was given a meal twice a day, and she had furniture for relative comfort, but there was little else she could do. The Daimyo of Quying probably didn't know what to do with her. Masami had no idea what had happened to the Ryoichi Estates have her father's funeral. What happened to Kimiko? To Sen? Even her brother hadn't been to see her... but perhaps she had dishonored him. Ha, there was no "perhaps" about it. She'd dishonored her father's memory, too, by becoming the Cat of Quying, and yet... Masami couldn't feel it in her heart to be guilty about it. When she was the Cat, she was free, and she wanted to be free again. Her dark hair was long over her back and shoulders, a little rumpled and muss since she had no made to trim it. Her robe was of common cotton, cinched with a common bolt of wool around her waist. Her feet were bare, no perfume on her skin. Her eyes, however, were the same, smoky, glazed eyes of the blind as she reached for the cell columns of her door. " Shirai the Witch Slayer," she said, her voice quiet. " Will you slay the Daimyo's wife? Even in the cell, I've heard the rumors that she's a witch." |
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Shirai - Witch Slayer
Established
Roleplay posts: 24
Age: 27
Physical Description: Shirai is the smallest member of the Daimyo's Guard, at only 5'6" and 162lbs, nonetheless he is perhaps the most noble-looking of them all, his ancestry peerless save for the Daimyo and the Chosen. Dark Blue Eyes stare out from beneath his auburn hair, a striking rarity amongst the people of Quying.
Clothes and Equipment: Shirai's armor and weaponry is nearly identical to that of a Wave Warrior officer, save for the runes emblazoned on it that blaspheme all those who deal with sorcery, promising death to each of them in turn.
Registered: May 7, 2017 13:32:54 GMT -8
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Post by Shirai - Witch Slayer on Mar 23, 2018 12:42:41 GMT -8
The Cat wasn't the only restless one, Shirai had been on guard duty at the prison since the wedding between Lady Asherah and The Daimyo. Unlike her, his complaints were internal, for he had purpose. The Cat was the most dangerous prisoner they had, and given his aversion and discomfort around magic, he had been placed here temporarily.
"Then you also heard that the Sea Guardian gave her blessing to Asherah, a thing that would not have occurred if she were a witch. I do not slay the temple mages either, for the Kami have granted them the right to practice as they do." He hissed at her, though a part of him acknowledged he wasn't quite comfortable with these newcomers and their strange ways. The Daimyo had seen that, and thus he was stuck on Guard duty.
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Ryoichi Masami
Committed
Blind does not mean unseeing.
Roleplay posts: 82
Age: Eighteen years old
Physical Description: • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • •
Masami is the epitome of Tawakoshi beauty but for one flaw -- she is BLIND. Her skin is pale as moon, her hair as black as night. Her face is shaped as an opal, her lips the shade of the peonies. Her eyes are fanned with dark lashes, but their irises and pupils are a pale blue -- to much water in her soul, they say.
As the Jade Cat, Masami is given jade ears and a sleek jade cat tail as well. Her eyes glow a subtle jade in the dark.
Clothes and Equipment: • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • •
Masami takes on many different appearances now as the "lost daughter" of the prominent Ryoichi family. However, she almost never allows herself to be seen and identified as Masami Ryoichi any longer, and tends to take on disguises as poor women.
When Masami is the Jade Cat, she wears dark, close-fitting clothes that allow her the freedom of flexibility, subtly decorated with feminine jade touches.
Registered: Mar 14, 2017 9:43:39 GMT -8
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Post by Ryoichi Masami on Mar 23, 2018 12:49:23 GMT -8
"That's an awfully long-winded response, which makes me think that you don't like the Daimyo's wife, or her people here. They deserve to be in this cell, not me."
She sank down to sit on her knees, leaning partly against the bars there. She was quiet for a moment, and then tried to effect a careless tone, her hands sweeping her dark hair from her face. She was a pretty woman, when she wasn't unsightly due to imprisonment, or the stress of her ways. "Have you seen my brother?"
It was possible that he might have come while she had been sleeping, but she doubted it.
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Shirai - Witch Slayer
Established
Roleplay posts: 24
Age: 27
Physical Description: Shirai is the smallest member of the Daimyo's Guard, at only 5'6" and 162lbs, nonetheless he is perhaps the most noble-looking of them all, his ancestry peerless save for the Daimyo and the Chosen. Dark Blue Eyes stare out from beneath his auburn hair, a striking rarity amongst the people of Quying.
Clothes and Equipment: Shirai's armor and weaponry is nearly identical to that of a Wave Warrior officer, save for the runes emblazoned on it that blaspheme all those who deal with sorcery, promising death to each of them in turn.
Registered: May 7, 2017 13:32:54 GMT -8
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Post by Shirai - Witch Slayer on Mar 23, 2018 17:24:16 GMT -8
"They have done nothing wrong and do not deserve to be in jail just because they need a refuge."
He kept his watchful eyes, not answering the Cat for several long moments, and seeing right through her tone.
"No, I have not. It would take one hell of a favor for him to get in here right now."
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Ryoichi Masami
Committed
Blind does not mean unseeing.
Roleplay posts: 82
Age: Eighteen years old
Physical Description: • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • •
Masami is the epitome of Tawakoshi beauty but for one flaw -- she is BLIND. Her skin is pale as moon, her hair as black as night. Her face is shaped as an opal, her lips the shade of the peonies. Her eyes are fanned with dark lashes, but their irises and pupils are a pale blue -- to much water in her soul, they say.
As the Jade Cat, Masami is given jade ears and a sleek jade cat tail as well. Her eyes glow a subtle jade in the dark.
Clothes and Equipment: • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • •
Masami takes on many different appearances now as the "lost daughter" of the prominent Ryoichi family. However, she almost never allows herself to be seen and identified as Masami Ryoichi any longer, and tends to take on disguises as poor women.
When Masami is the Jade Cat, she wears dark, close-fitting clothes that allow her the freedom of flexibility, subtly decorated with feminine jade touches.
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Post by Ryoichi Masami on Apr 2, 2018 10:09:09 GMT -8
She swallowed back the tears that threatened to rise. There was anger boiling in her heart as well, and it wanted to spill over onto her cheeks. She sniffed very quietly and rubbed at her eyes with the clean sleeve of her kimono.
"What of my sisters? Have they come asking for me? ... Do they even know that I am here?" She wondered if they'd even been told, if perhaps her "disappearance" might have been covered up in order to save whatever was left of the Ryoichi integrity.
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Shirai - Witch Slayer
Established
Roleplay posts: 24
Age: 27
Physical Description: Shirai is the smallest member of the Daimyo's Guard, at only 5'6" and 162lbs, nonetheless he is perhaps the most noble-looking of them all, his ancestry peerless save for the Daimyo and the Chosen. Dark Blue Eyes stare out from beneath his auburn hair, a striking rarity amongst the people of Quying.
Clothes and Equipment: Shirai's armor and weaponry is nearly identical to that of a Wave Warrior officer, save for the runes emblazoned on it that blaspheme all those who deal with sorcery, promising death to each of them in turn.
Registered: May 7, 2017 13:32:54 GMT -8
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Post by Shirai - Witch Slayer on Apr 2, 2018 10:38:55 GMT -8
"I do not know. Kaito is aware of your situation, what he passed on to your remaining family is not of my concern." He said brusquely.
That Kaito had argued vehemently for her release, stating that she was not a threat was not information she needed to know. The Daimyo had listened to his side and agreed she was probably not a threat, but he also could not let the infamous Cat of Quying go.
"Your situation is unique, and unfortunately your reputation as the Cat of Quying is doing you no favors here."
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Ryoichi Masami
Committed
Blind does not mean unseeing.
Roleplay posts: 82
Age: Eighteen years old
Physical Description: • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • •
Masami is the epitome of Tawakoshi beauty but for one flaw -- she is BLIND. Her skin is pale as moon, her hair as black as night. Her face is shaped as an opal, her lips the shade of the peonies. Her eyes are fanned with dark lashes, but their irises and pupils are a pale blue -- to much water in her soul, they say.
As the Jade Cat, Masami is given jade ears and a sleek jade cat tail as well. Her eyes glow a subtle jade in the dark.
Clothes and Equipment: • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • •
Masami takes on many different appearances now as the "lost daughter" of the prominent Ryoichi family. However, she almost never allows herself to be seen and identified as Masami Ryoichi any longer, and tends to take on disguises as poor women.
When Masami is the Jade Cat, she wears dark, close-fitting clothes that allow her the freedom of flexibility, subtly decorated with feminine jade touches.
Registered: Mar 14, 2017 9:43:39 GMT -8
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Post by Ryoichi Masami on Apr 2, 2018 10:48:44 GMT -8
The Cat's influence still had its claws in her, and hearing Shirai speak -- your situation is unique -- made her smirk as she looked up from the bars and tried to turn her face in his direction.
"I am unique, Witch-Slayer." She turned and coiled her hands around the bars of the cell, and her smile was almost flirtatious -- as it had been when he'd cornered her in a city alley. "I'm going to get out of here, you know," she almost purred at him, taunting him.
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Shirai - Witch Slayer
Established
Roleplay posts: 24
Age: 27
Physical Description: Shirai is the smallest member of the Daimyo's Guard, at only 5'6" and 162lbs, nonetheless he is perhaps the most noble-looking of them all, his ancestry peerless save for the Daimyo and the Chosen. Dark Blue Eyes stare out from beneath his auburn hair, a striking rarity amongst the people of Quying.
Clothes and Equipment: Shirai's armor and weaponry is nearly identical to that of a Wave Warrior officer, save for the runes emblazoned on it that blaspheme all those who deal with sorcery, promising death to each of them in turn.
Registered: May 7, 2017 13:32:54 GMT -8
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Post by Shirai - Witch Slayer on Apr 2, 2018 10:54:46 GMT -8
"I almost wish you would." He sighed, almost wistfully.
"Guarding you is not exactly the most riveting task I have been given." But with magic now allowed in the city, beyond that which was taught in the Wave Temple, he no longer needed to prowl for witches, and the Sakandi made him uneasy with their casual use of it. They weren't even trying to be discreet about it.
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Ryoichi Masami
Committed
Blind does not mean unseeing.
Roleplay posts: 82
Age: Eighteen years old
Physical Description: • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • •
Masami is the epitome of Tawakoshi beauty but for one flaw -- she is BLIND. Her skin is pale as moon, her hair as black as night. Her face is shaped as an opal, her lips the shade of the peonies. Her eyes are fanned with dark lashes, but their irises and pupils are a pale blue -- to much water in her soul, they say.
As the Jade Cat, Masami is given jade ears and a sleek jade cat tail as well. Her eyes glow a subtle jade in the dark.
Clothes and Equipment: • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • •
Masami takes on many different appearances now as the "lost daughter" of the prominent Ryoichi family. However, she almost never allows herself to be seen and identified as Masami Ryoichi any longer, and tends to take on disguises as poor women.
When Masami is the Jade Cat, she wears dark, close-fitting clothes that allow her the freedom of flexibility, subtly decorated with feminine jade touches.
Registered: Mar 14, 2017 9:43:39 GMT -8
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Post by Ryoichi Masami on Apr 2, 2018 15:10:33 GMT -8
"I can assure that being guarded by you is about as entertaining as watching bamboo sprout," the Cat answered wryly. She carefully pushed herself up to stand, her hands still touching the bars of the door that kept her in.
"Let me out, and you can chase me again," the Cat said with a smile on her voice. "Say I escaped, and they will believe you."
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Shirai - Witch Slayer
Established
Roleplay posts: 24
Age: 27
Physical Description: Shirai is the smallest member of the Daimyo's Guard, at only 5'6" and 162lbs, nonetheless he is perhaps the most noble-looking of them all, his ancestry peerless save for the Daimyo and the Chosen. Dark Blue Eyes stare out from beneath his auburn hair, a striking rarity amongst the people of Quying.
Clothes and Equipment: Shirai's armor and weaponry is nearly identical to that of a Wave Warrior officer, save for the runes emblazoned on it that blaspheme all those who deal with sorcery, promising death to each of them in turn.
Registered: May 7, 2017 13:32:54 GMT -8
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Post by Shirai - Witch Slayer on Apr 3, 2018 3:49:24 GMT -8
Shirai narrowed his eyes at the woman as she spoke, her methods bearing no rice.
"Unlike you, my duty comes before my personal desires, and I shall do as my Daimyo instructs. Perhaps if you had also done your duty, you would not be trapped in that cell." Hesaid, rather harshly.
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