Ashikaga Isao
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 358 
Age: Adulthood
Physical Description: Lean, perhaps no taller than 5'8", Isao has the pedigree of a noble samurai. He has handsome features downplayed by a serious disposition. His hair is long, black and tied in a formal topknot. His eyes are a dark brown with flesh gently kissed by the sun.
Clothes and Equipment: Haori, kosode, obi, hakama, tabi, and waraji or zori. Daisho.
Registered: Jul 25, 2015 5:29:13 GMT -8
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Post by Ashikaga Isao on Dec 21, 2015 23:16:58 GMT -8
Isao lacked the breadth of experience Omura possessed, but one could not fault youth for inexperience. The young Ashikaga was a swift swordsman – he was a practitioner of iai, the art of drawing the sword and striking. It was a practical sword art for a samurai to study and was readily useful against assassins. A more dangerous application would be used against men one’s lord wanted dead – the anti-assassin technique was lethal when used by an assassin. However, Isao was far too idealistic to think of such dishonorable use of a sword.
“Three armed assassins drawing steel in an inn is less than noble,” Isao quietly intoned over a cup of tea.
His dark eyes settled on the stoic Omura over the brim of the teeming tea cup. He made no excuses for his actions and by comparison, he was far brasher and less restrained than his sensei. The young samurai could have attempted to grapple the assassin but he knew his swordsmanship surpassed his skill in jiujutsu. He didn’t see the merit in criticizing himself on the moment that had transpired. However, Omura’s prerogative was all his own.
Nonetheless, neither Omura, the Swordmaster, Aiko nor Omura were dead. Isao felt that spoke volumes of his choice in that climatic ordeal. A samurai lived life standing on the razor’s edge, ever three feet from death. Isao eventually came to fall into a silence contemplating the events against his wishes. The dour gaze of the elder samurai seemed to provoke it whether he liked it or not.
“One day I might possess a measure of your wisdom, Kawakami-sama.”
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Post by Deleted on Dec 22, 2015 5:52:23 GMT -8
She did not realize the pain at first, and merely pulled her hand up to her face to shield her eyes from the light. It was only after that quick movement that her abdomen erupted in pain. "Ach!" "Easy, my pupil." The old man's words came soft and quiet. Despite his hard demeanor, his words attempted to ease her mind and body. "Everything is okay now." "What... what happened," Aiko struggled to say, trying to look down past her breasts and at the wound - but she could not see it. "One of the kunoichi proved to quick for you. Fortunately, the young samurai, Ashikaga Isao saved your life." Aiko looked saddened that she had not been able to thank Isao. "I... I must thank him, Master." "No," the old man held up his hand to show she needed to stay down. "I believe the young warrior realizes his good deed of the day. He is a noble and just young man. He embodies all that a samurai should. Between him and his sensei, Omura, they're perhaps the most noble samurai we will find. Perhaps we should serve their master, this Genji. When you're ready, we shall find this Genji and offer him our services." Aiko was still trying to look at the wound. The old man spoke up some more, "do not worry my young pupil, the wound was not deep and will heal in time. You merely need rest." |
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Kegareta Chosokabe
Established
Roleplay posts: 15
Age: 42
Physical Description: Height: 6' 2"
Weight: 180 lbs
Kegareta is somewhat muscular, with very tanned features from spending most of his time outdoors. He moves with almost a frantic energy, incapable of sitting still for very long. And he only stops smiling when money is mentioned.
Clothes and Equipment:
Kegareta wears filthy, tattered robes that barely fit him, and keeps a few leather pieces of armor in a sackcloth bag along with his food. The only object of any value on his person is his odachi, which he keeps in its sheath slung over his back.
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Registered: Dec 19, 2015 13:21:14 GMT -8
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Post by Kegareta Chosokabe on Dec 22, 2015 6:53:35 GMT -8
The cat bats at Kegareta's hand, but begrudgingly allows the man to pet him. Ruby turns to the inkeeper. "I'll have eggs and rice. And doesn't anybody have even a saucer of milk in this country?" She sighs. "I swear. I've been here for months, and have yet to find a single drop of milk on this entire island. Look at poor Sharky!" The cat in question stretches and goes to sleep. "He's suffering, poor kitty. If I don't find some soon, I'll have to find a new mother and rip her child off her breast. I've got to get my cat some milk! He's used to having a saucer of cream every night, it isn't healthy for him to go without." Regardless of what Ruby says, Sharky looks very healthy indeed. He's plump and his fur is soft and lustrous. "I know! None of these southwestern villages have cows, for some reason. Something to do with the grass or the war, I think. You'll have to go northeast to the Owaru province. Oh, and if you ever end up there, you have to try their miso soup. Something about the seaweed in that region... delicious!" Glancing around furtively, Kegareta leaned forward. "But if you were from around here, you'd already know that. So, where were you before these last months, foreigner?" |
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Ruby Fletcher
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Bored
Roleplay posts: 130 
Age: 16
Physical Description: The youngest member of the rich part of the Fletcher family, Ruby is small and innocent looking. She has white hair and a pretty face, as well as fancy, fashionable clothes.
Clothes and Equipment: She generally wears a dress and a bow in her hair, playing up her "sweet innocent little girl" look. She doesn't carry weapons, but instead has a small pet cat named Sharky in her handbag.
Registered: Aug 20, 2015 14:28:59 GMT -8
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Post by Ruby Fletcher on Dec 22, 2015 8:13:44 GMT -8
"Where was I?"
Ruby giggles, as if the very question is ridiculous.
"I'm from the mainland, of course. Near Medan. I...decided to come out here because I'd never been."
She decides to omit the fact that she ran away from home, and changes the subject.
"So, Kegareta. What do you do for a living? Are you a fisherman? You look like a fisherman."
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Kegareta Chosokabe
Established
Roleplay posts: 15
Age: 42
Physical Description: Height: 6' 2"
Weight: 180 lbs
Kegareta is somewhat muscular, with very tanned features from spending most of his time outdoors. He moves with almost a frantic energy, incapable of sitting still for very long. And he only stops smiling when money is mentioned.
Clothes and Equipment:
Kegareta wears filthy, tattered robes that barely fit him, and keeps a few leather pieces of armor in a sackcloth bag along with his food. The only object of any value on his person is his odachi, which he keeps in its sheath slung over his back.
https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/88/55/d5/8855d5686f03f6d4ce59fd29ed704f7f.jpg
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Registered: Dec 19, 2015 13:21:14 GMT -8
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Post by Kegareta Chosokabe on Dec 22, 2015 8:58:35 GMT -8
"Where was I?" Ruby giggles, as if the very question is ridiculous. "I'm from the mainland, of course. Near Medan. I...decided to come out here because I'd never been." She decides to omit the fact that she ran away from home, and changes the subject. "So, Kegareta. What do you do for a living? Are you a fisherman? You look like a fisherman." "Mainland? Medan?!" Kegareta's voice dropped to an uncharacteristic whisper. "You should be more careful who you tell about that sort of thing. Anyone not from Katashima is considered a threat, and the Daimyo would rather kill you than allow you to return to your homeland. They'd think you are a spy, sent to gather information on our country's weak points." Sitting up and attempting to look casual, Kegareta forced a laugh. "Haha, fisherman? Far from it. Weren't you listening when I introduced myself? I'm a samurai, a noble warrior with his sword pledged in service to his lord. Except my Daimyo is the open road." |
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Ruby Fletcher
Dedicated
Bored
Roleplay posts: 130
Age: 16
Physical Description: The youngest member of the rich part of the Fletcher family, Ruby is small and innocent looking. She has white hair and a pretty face, as well as fancy, fashionable clothes.
Clothes and Equipment: She generally wears a dress and a bow in her hair, playing up her "sweet innocent little girl" look. She doesn't carry weapons, but instead has a small pet cat named Sharky in her handbag.
Registered: Aug 20, 2015 14:28:59 GMT -8
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Post by Ruby Fletcher on Dec 22, 2015 9:06:36 GMT -8
Ruby shrugs, seemingly indifferent to the danger.
"If the daimyo wanted foreigners dead, he'd have picked me off already. It's pretty obvious that I'm not Katashiman."
She sighs, playing with Sharky's ears.
"And no, I suppose I wasn't listening. Tell me, Kegareta. What's up with all the fighting around here? That girl just got stabbed, and it's really slowing down the service."
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Omura Kawakami
Committed
Roleplay posts: 52
Age: 46
Physical Description: Middle-aged, clean shaven with a short and tight topknot.
Clothes and Equipment: Stately grey layers suiting of his position as a Kiyonai official. Katana and wakizashi.
Player's online availability : Primarily evenings.
Registered: Jul 26, 2015 9:41:31 GMT -8
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Post by Omura Kawakami on Dec 22, 2015 9:51:08 GMT -8
Isao lacked the breadth of experience Omura possessed, but one could not fault youth for inexperience. The young Ashikaga was a swift swordsman – he was a practitioner of iai, the art of drawing the sword and striking. It was a practical sword art for a samurai to study and was readily useful against assassins. A more dangerous application would be used against men one’s lord wanted dead – the anti-assassin technique was lethal when used by an assassin. However, Isao was far too idealistic to think of such dishonorable use of a sword. “Three armed assassins drawing steel in an inn is less than noble,” Isao quietly intoned over a cup of tea. His dark eyes settled on the stoic Omura over the brim of the teeming tea cup. He made no excuses for his actions and by comparison, he was far brasher and less restrained than his sensei. The young samurai could have attempted to grapple the assassin but he knew his swordsmanship surpassed his skill in jiujutsu. He didn’t see the merit in criticizing himself on the moment that had transpired. However, Omura’s prerogative was all his own. Nonetheless, neither Omura, the Swordmaster, Aiko nor Omura were dead. Isao felt that spoke volumes of his choice in that climatic ordeal. A samurai lived life standing on the razor’s edge, ever three feet from death. Isao eventually came to fall into a silence contemplating the events against his wishes. The dour gaze of the elder samurai seemed to provoke it whether he liked it or not. “One day I might possess a measure of your wisdom, Kawakami-sama.” "You do learn very quickly. I am impressed with your battoujutsu. Lord Genji will be as well, when I tell him of what transpired just now. Perhaps soon, it will be time to return to the dojo, and assess what you've grown in." Tea had been redelivered to Omura as well, and he sipped some, savoring the soft tones of added jasmine and honey. It wasn't everyday one actually came under attack, and everything seemed to taste better after such events, at least for a little while. "Tonight, perhaps we can stay here another evening, but tomorrow we go back to the Hizashi residence." |
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Ashikaga Isao
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 358
Age: Adulthood
Physical Description: Lean, perhaps no taller than 5'8", Isao has the pedigree of a noble samurai. He has handsome features downplayed by a serious disposition. His hair is long, black and tied in a formal topknot. His eyes are a dark brown with flesh gently kissed by the sun.
Clothes and Equipment: Haori, kosode, obi, hakama, tabi, and waraji or zori. Daisho.
Registered: Jul 25, 2015 5:29:13 GMT -8
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Post by Ashikaga Isao on Dec 22, 2015 10:23:26 GMT -8
"It was my hope I would escape my duties for a day or more," Isao confessed to Omura. "The visit to this village was a small reprieve - a welcome change of pace. It's nice to alter the norm we see day to day. It keeps you alert, on your toes." The Ashikaga nodded to Omura and sipped from his tea cup again. The battle had thrilled him to no end, stoking a growing fire within himself. The sound of steel, the smell of blood and the sight of fighting had an unusual effect on the samurai spirit. Isao was ready to fight again as he rode down off of a combat high.
"What of the Swordmaster and the wounded girl? Do you think Lord Genji has an interest in the two? In these uncertain times, it is hard to see whom are allies and enemies. I hear the Imperial Court of Mitzushima has been abuzz for one reason or another."
Isao gently shrugged, indifferent to the gossip of court. The Ashikaga focused on his training and duties which has proven to be a relentless affair. He lacked the acumen for courtly life but struck a fine young warrior. His posting at the Hizashi Mansion was perfect for the fledgling samurai. His eyes glanced upstairs to where the wounded had been taken. He would have to keep an eye open while they stayed at the inn.
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Kegareta Chosokabe
Established
Roleplay posts: 15
Age: 42
Physical Description: Height: 6' 2"
Weight: 180 lbs
Kegareta is somewhat muscular, with very tanned features from spending most of his time outdoors. He moves with almost a frantic energy, incapable of sitting still for very long. And he only stops smiling when money is mentioned.
Clothes and Equipment:
Kegareta wears filthy, tattered robes that barely fit him, and keeps a few leather pieces of armor in a sackcloth bag along with his food. The only object of any value on his person is his odachi, which he keeps in its sheath slung over his back.
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Registered: Dec 19, 2015 13:21:14 GMT -8
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Post by Kegareta Chosokabe on Dec 22, 2015 10:29:02 GMT -8
Ruby shrugs, seemingly indifferent to the danger. "If the daimyo wanted foreigners dead, he'd have picked me off already. It's pretty obvious that I'm not Katashiman." She sighs, playing with Sharky's ears. "And no, I suppose I wasn't listening. Tell me, Kegareta. What's up with all the fighting around here? That girl just got stabbed, and it's really slowing down the service." Kegareta shrugged. "I dunno. I just came into town. That old guy drinking his tea over there told me that that girl they just tied up and took away had stabbed someone. Maybe the two girls were both fighting over that pretty boy over there.", he sniggered, pointing at Ashikaga Isao. "I can see it now, a love triangle between the handsome samurai, his betrothed through family arrangement, and the female samurai that the handsome samurai truly loves. After months of trying to get his attention, the betrothed broke down and attacked her competitor, but it backfired and she had to watch the man she loved save her enemy's life as she herself was dragged away in dishonor." Kegareta's voice dripped with melodrama as he gestured theatrically. Slumping back in his chair, he chuckled. "If only my parents had been in the opera." |
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Ruby Fletcher
Dedicated
Bored
Roleplay posts: 130
Age: 16
Physical Description: The youngest member of the rich part of the Fletcher family, Ruby is small and innocent looking. She has white hair and a pretty face, as well as fancy, fashionable clothes.
Clothes and Equipment: She generally wears a dress and a bow in her hair, playing up her "sweet innocent little girl" look. She doesn't carry weapons, but instead has a small pet cat named Sharky in her handbag.
Registered: Aug 20, 2015 14:28:59 GMT -8
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Post by Ruby Fletcher on Dec 22, 2015 11:00:54 GMT -8
Ruby giggles.
"Hehehe...I bet that's it."
Sharky gets tired of having his ears messed with and curls up into a ball. Ruby starts rubbing his tail.
"The opera, huh? My cousin Raya is in the opera. She's a soprano. It's true what they say about sopranos, you know. They always have to be the center of attention."
She giggles again, and leans in conspiratorially.
"And if her friends are to be believed, she hasn't slept alone for four years. Sopranos really are something."
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Kegareta Chosokabe
Established
Roleplay posts: 15
Age: 42
Physical Description: Height: 6' 2"
Weight: 180 lbs
Kegareta is somewhat muscular, with very tanned features from spending most of his time outdoors. He moves with almost a frantic energy, incapable of sitting still for very long. And he only stops smiling when money is mentioned.
Clothes and Equipment:
Kegareta wears filthy, tattered robes that barely fit him, and keeps a few leather pieces of armor in a sackcloth bag along with his food. The only object of any value on his person is his odachi, which he keeps in its sheath slung over his back.
https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/88/55/d5/8855d5686f03f6d4ce59fd29ed704f7f.jpg
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Registered: Dec 19, 2015 13:21:14 GMT -8
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Post by Kegareta Chosokabe on Dec 23, 2015 18:27:42 GMT -8
Ruby giggles. "Hehehe...I bet that's it." Sharky gets tired of having his ears messed with and curls up into a ball. Ruby starts rubbing his tail. "The opera, huh? My cousin Raya is in the opera. She's a soprano. It's true what they say about sopranos, you know. They always have to be the center of attention." She giggles again, and leans in conspiratorially. "And if her friends are to be believed, she hasn't slept alone for four years. Sopranos really are something." "Yes, they are." ,Kegareta chuckled. Leaning forward to match her conspiratory posture, he smiled and whispered, "Would you like to ever see your cousin again?" "To travel all this way, you must have a great deal of money," Kegareta continued, "and I don't. Here's my plan: we go on a trip together, starting tomorrow, and you pay for all my meals, bedding, and whatever catches my eye. That way, I never feel tempted to tell every single person I meet that a foreign dog was wandering our country and get them to hunt you down until you have to shave off that silver hair of yours and hide for the rest of your life." "Just because the Daimyo haven't targeted you doesn't mean Katashima has welcomed you with open arms; the lords are just too busy to care. It'd be easy to find samurai or even some hot-blooded peasants with much more time on their hands. So, do we have a deal?" Kegareta grinned even wider and stretched out his hand. |
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Ruby Fletcher
Dedicated
Bored
Roleplay posts: 130
Age: 16
Physical Description: The youngest member of the rich part of the Fletcher family, Ruby is small and innocent looking. She has white hair and a pretty face, as well as fancy, fashionable clothes.
Clothes and Equipment: She generally wears a dress and a bow in her hair, playing up her "sweet innocent little girl" look. She doesn't carry weapons, but instead has a small pet cat named Sharky in her handbag.
Registered: Aug 20, 2015 14:28:59 GMT -8
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Post by Ruby Fletcher on Dec 23, 2015 18:51:28 GMT -8
Ruby looks shocked for a second, then slaps him across the face. She scoots backwards, grabbing Sharky and holding him close. "Help! Help! He's MOLESTING me!" She runs to Ashikaga Isao, grabbing his sleeve. "Help me! That man, he tried to touch me! Inappropriately!" She gives a theatrical shiver, pointing straight at Kegareta. "I didn't think you had men like him in your country..." |
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Kegareta Chosokabe
Established
Roleplay posts: 15
Age: 42
Physical Description: Height: 6' 2"
Weight: 180 lbs
Kegareta is somewhat muscular, with very tanned features from spending most of his time outdoors. He moves with almost a frantic energy, incapable of sitting still for very long. And he only stops smiling when money is mentioned.
Clothes and Equipment:
Kegareta wears filthy, tattered robes that barely fit him, and keeps a few leather pieces of armor in a sackcloth bag along with his food. The only object of any value on his person is his odachi, which he keeps in its sheath slung over his back.
https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/88/55/d5/8855d5686f03f6d4ce59fd29ed704f7f.jpg
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Registered: Dec 19, 2015 13:21:14 GMT -8
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Post by Kegareta Chosokabe on Dec 23, 2015 19:19:57 GMT -8
Ruby looks shocked for a second, then slaps him across the face. She scoots backwards, grabbing Sharky and holding him close. "Help! Help! He's MOLESTING me!" She runs to Ashikaga Isao , grabbing his sleeve. "Help me! That man, he tried to touch me! Inappropriately!" She gives a theatrical shiver, pointing straight at Kegareta. "I didn't think you had men like him in your country..." Sighing, Kegareta stands slowly, his face adopting a form of regret and sadness. "My apologies, sir. I am the humble envoy of Master Hoshiro, a landowner in the Shiniga Province. Master Hoshiro allowed this foreigner to stay in his home, and in return, she stole his gold and many other valuables he had gathered from other lands. He sent me to retrieve his belongings and to keep this girl away from trouble. I have a warrant for her arrest, but Master Hoshiro asked me not to show it to the authorities, since he is a kind man who didn't want any serious harm to befall on her." Digging through his bag, Kegareta pulled out an incredibly worn and faded piece of parchment, with illegible traces of writing visible on it. With a bow, he presented it to Ashikaga Isao. Mentally, Kegareta thanked the deities yet again for this strip of parchment, which he had used several times to prove his long ancestry of samurai, among other things. It was usually more effective with illiterate peasants, who were easily wowed with any kind of writing, but it was worth a shot, and better than getting stoned as a molester. |
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Ashikaga Isao
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 358
Age: Adulthood
Physical Description: Lean, perhaps no taller than 5'8", Isao has the pedigree of a noble samurai. He has handsome features downplayed by a serious disposition. His hair is long, black and tied in a formal topknot. His eyes are a dark brown with flesh gently kissed by the sun.
Clothes and Equipment: Haori, kosode, obi, hakama, tabi, and waraji or zori. Daisho.
Registered: Jul 25, 2015 5:29:13 GMT -8
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Post by Ashikaga Isao on Dec 23, 2015 20:06:12 GMT -8
Ashikaga Isao was caught off guard by the gaijin and Ronin whom he had earlier disregarded. When Ruby fairly hung on his sleeve he nearly blushed, weak as he was for the fairer sex. The young samurai looked from the foreign maiden to Kegareta with a gaze of agonizing scrutiny. He then looked to the parchment the ronin produced and appraised it with a discerning eye. Isao did not look impressed by the ineligible scroll.
"I would politely inform you, wave-man, the scroll in your hands would not hold up in the eyes of a magistrate. I would kindly inform your master you could not find this girl you were looking for. For your troubles, you may find this agreeable," Isao spoke as he produced a golden ryo from his purse. He flipped the coin towards Kagereta - a bribe for a bounty hunter or a donation for a beggar. He was unsure if the man was the former or the later. Nonetheless, a ryo would be worth his troubles.
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Kegareta Chosokabe
Established
Roleplay posts: 15
Age: 42
Physical Description: Height: 6' 2"
Weight: 180 lbs
Kegareta is somewhat muscular, with very tanned features from spending most of his time outdoors. He moves with almost a frantic energy, incapable of sitting still for very long. And he only stops smiling when money is mentioned.
Clothes and Equipment:
Kegareta wears filthy, tattered robes that barely fit him, and keeps a few leather pieces of armor in a sackcloth bag along with his food. The only object of any value on his person is his odachi, which he keeps in its sheath slung over his back.
https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/88/55/d5/8855d5686f03f6d4ce59fd29ed704f7f.jpg
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Registered: Dec 19, 2015 13:21:14 GMT -8
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Post by Kegareta Chosokabe on Dec 23, 2015 20:28:28 GMT -8
Ashikaga Isao was caught off guard by the gaijin and Ronin whom he had earlier disregarded. When Ruby fairly hung on his sleeve he nearly blushed, weak as he was for the fairer sex. The young samurai looked from the foreign maiden to Kegareta with a gaze of agonizing scrutiny. He then looked to the parchment the ronin produced and appraised it with a discerning eye. Isao did not look impressed by the ineligible scroll. "I would politely inform you, wave-man, the scroll in your hands would not hold up in the eyes of a magistrate. I would kindly inform your master you could not find this girl you were looking for. For your troubles, you may find this agreeable," Isao spoke as he produced a golden ryo from his purse. He flipped the coin towards Kagereta - a bribe for a bounty hunter or a donation for a beggar. He was unsure if the man was the former or the later. Nonetheless, a ryo would be worth his troubles. Catching the coin, Kegareta glanced at it for a second, then placed it on the table next to him. "My employer was made destitute by this girl, and I cannot in good conscience leave him in this state. If you wish to keep her for yourself, that's no more than she deserves, but she should return what is not hers." |
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Ruby Fletcher
Dedicated
Bored
Roleplay posts: 130
Age: 16
Physical Description: The youngest member of the rich part of the Fletcher family, Ruby is small and innocent looking. She has white hair and a pretty face, as well as fancy, fashionable clothes.
Clothes and Equipment: She generally wears a dress and a bow in her hair, playing up her "sweet innocent little girl" look. She doesn't carry weapons, but instead has a small pet cat named Sharky in her handbag.
Registered: Aug 20, 2015 14:28:59 GMT -8
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Post by Ruby Fletcher on Dec 23, 2015 20:40:04 GMT -8
"What's not mine? It's all mine!"
Ruby makes a face, then reaches into her handbag and pulls out a handful of Medanese coins.
"See? Mainland money. It's all mine, you crazy pervert. Medanese gold coins. I'm sure I've been getting overcharged every time I buy something."
She clutches onto Isao tighter.
"Please, I've never seen him before today. Help me, samurai."
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Ashikaga Isao
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 358
Age: Adulthood
Physical Description: Lean, perhaps no taller than 5'8", Isao has the pedigree of a noble samurai. He has handsome features downplayed by a serious disposition. His hair is long, black and tied in a formal topknot. His eyes are a dark brown with flesh gently kissed by the sun.
Clothes and Equipment: Haori, kosode, obi, hakama, tabi, and waraji or zori. Daisho.
Registered: Jul 25, 2015 5:29:13 GMT -8
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Post by Ashikaga Isao on Dec 23, 2015 20:40:39 GMT -8
"That coin will feed a man rice for four years," Isao politely informed the man. "That should be more than enough to make amends for any wrong doing, if any. You would mind the fact I am not reporting you for forging documents... Unless you want to get down to brass tacks." Be narrowed his eyes in a dare for him to press the issue.
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Kegareta Chosokabe
Established
Roleplay posts: 15
Age: 42
Physical Description: Height: 6' 2"
Weight: 180 lbs
Kegareta is somewhat muscular, with very tanned features from spending most of his time outdoors. He moves with almost a frantic energy, incapable of sitting still for very long. And he only stops smiling when money is mentioned.
Clothes and Equipment:
Kegareta wears filthy, tattered robes that barely fit him, and keeps a few leather pieces of armor in a sackcloth bag along with his food. The only object of any value on his person is his odachi, which he keeps in its sheath slung over his back.
https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/88/55/d5/8855d5686f03f6d4ce59fd29ed704f7f.jpg
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Registered: Dec 19, 2015 13:21:14 GMT -8
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Post by Kegareta Chosokabe on Dec 23, 2015 21:02:02 GMT -8
"That coin will feed a man rice for four years," Isao politely informed the man. "That should be more than enough to make amends for any wrong doing, if any. You would mind the fact I am not reporting you for forging documents... Unless you want to get down to brass tacks." Be narrowed his eyes in a dare for him to press the issue. "You can see for yourself the great wealth that used to belong to Master Hazao." ,said Kegareta, pointing at Ruby's handbag, while with the other hand quickly palming the gold coin on the table. "One ryo cannot sustain... hmm." Kegareta burst out laughing. "I changed his name, didn't I? And I was doing so well! No backing out now, though. Here's the truth: I want that purse of gold. Since you two seem to be so close, I'm guessing you're now her protector, so let's duel. Winner gets her property." Picking up his odachi, Kegareta stepped briskly to the door of the inn, a keen ear listening if Isao follows. |
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Ashikaga Isao
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Roleplay posts: 358
Age: Adulthood
Physical Description: Lean, perhaps no taller than 5'8", Isao has the pedigree of a noble samurai. He has handsome features downplayed by a serious disposition. His hair is long, black and tied in a formal topknot. His eyes are a dark brown with flesh gently kissed by the sun.
Clothes and Equipment: Haori, kosode, obi, hakama, tabi, and waraji or zori. Daisho.
Registered: Jul 25, 2015 5:29:13 GMT -8
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Post by Ashikaga Isao on Dec 23, 2015 21:08:46 GMT -8
"Kawakami-sama, what is it you say? Be wary of men who have nothing to lose?"
He looked to the quiet samurai at the table with him. Considering the man had not interrupted himself or the other man, he was confident he was conducting himself accordingly. However, he wouldn't fall for the man's ruse. He pointedly ignored the ronin and turned his attention to Ruby.
"At easy, my Lady," Isao warned the foreigner. "You have nothing to fear. You are safe in Toku lands. But can you truthfully testify to be the falsehoods in that man's words?" He gave her a firm look to take a measure of her own words.
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Ruby Fletcher
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Bored
Roleplay posts: 130
Age: 16
Physical Description: The youngest member of the rich part of the Fletcher family, Ruby is small and innocent looking. She has white hair and a pretty face, as well as fancy, fashionable clothes.
Clothes and Equipment: She generally wears a dress and a bow in her hair, playing up her "sweet innocent little girl" look. She doesn't carry weapons, but instead has a small pet cat named Sharky in her handbag.
Registered: Aug 20, 2015 14:28:59 GMT -8
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Post by Ruby Fletcher on Dec 23, 2015 21:16:30 GMT -8
"Oh, thank you sir."
Ruby lets go, looking back at Kegareta.
"Yes. I can. I haven't stolen a thing. He's a liar."
She sniffs indignantly, clutching her cat close.
"I can't believe he would do that."
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