Kenjin Uesung
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Age: 25
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Post by Kenjin Uesung on Jun 12, 2020 6:18:39 GMT -8
Admiral Yi-Jin, Zhuan Song, and Kenjin Uesung followed a Quying guard through the palace until they reached the throne room. The guard motioned for them to follow the blue carpet through the great hall and towards Daimyo's seat. Uesung led the way. He was impressed at exquisiteness of the room and it brought back memories of his younger years when he lived in the Uesung palace. But Warlord Khabib had reduced all the castles to rubble, and no such palace like this one existed on Kyoshima anymore.
When the trio reached the throne Uesung clasped his hands together and bowed. "Daimyo Akagi," he said. "I am Kenjin Uesung, sole survivor of the Useung Clan. This is Zhuan Song of Kyoshima. And this is our ally, Admiral Ba Yi-Jin. As you know the Tamorjin warlord known as Khabib laid waste to the fiefs and castles of Kyoshima two years ago. I was to be a monk, and I have lived in a monastery for many years, so I was spared the fate that my clan suffered. I returned to Kyoshima some months ago to rally what remained of our people in a bid to reclaim what is ours, but alas, we are too few in number and cannot hope to match the Tamorjin in open battle. We have come here seeking assistance to help us drive out the Tamorjin and rid Kyoshima of ronin, outlaws, and pirates. If you would lend us a token force of your samurai and ashigaru we would be grateful. Zhuan Song has lived on the isle and scratched a living out of the ashes longer than I have... Zhuan?"
Kenjin stepped back to allow Zhuan to speak to the Daimyo. He hoped Zhuan would be able to describe his background and the hardships that he and his people faced.
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Zhuan Song
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Age: 16
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Post by Zhuan Song on Jun 17, 2020 20:44:34 GMT -8
Zhuan had remained quiet after a proper bow when introduced within the throne room, keeping his attention half-cocked while Kenjin spoke for the three of them. It was only when his name was spoken a second time that he blinked and focused fully upon the Daimyo - folding his hands forward and offering another low bow from the waist as he stepped forward while keeping his eyes respectfully down.
"My Lord. The House of Song extends our thanks for seeing us today. I am here on behalf of my family and our house on Kyoshima, to plead for your assistance. We have been on Kyoshima for several generations, and the occasional vagabond isn't uncommon - but with the Tamorjin having completely overrun the island we are struggling to try and maintain our home and our farms. We have opted to hire some mercenaries to help defend what we have, but they have either been killed or fled. My own teacher cannot continue to fight these monsters, and my father will have my head when he finds that I am here to beg for help - but I don't want to see anymore struck down because of these... these thugs." He stopped to heave a breath, trying not to let his shoulders slouch despite the stress. "I've lost my elder brother and my mother to these outlaws. I don't want to lose anyone else."
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Daimyo Akagi Zuikaku
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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 Jun 23, 2020 14:09:03 GMT -8
The Daimyo remained unmoved by Kenjin's plea. It was a...well not uncommon one, though the relative scale of it was bigger this time. However, Zhuan's plea, while functionally the same, hit a more personal note. He had lost his father to pirates years before, and his sympathy was with them. Fortunately, whoever this warlord was, he had not been recognized as legitimate by the Emperor. Likely the Emperor did not even know who he was, as Akagi just learned himself.
"Leave us." He said, glaring at the various courtiers that always seemed to skulk about the Throne Room. Those that hesitated in leaving were escorted out by his guards, leaving only a handful of warriors in the room, all of whom seemed identical.
"It is no easy thing to humble yourself before another and ask for aid in reclaiming your homeland. Many on this island would see it as a weakness, an opportunity to be taken advantage of. I have no lost love for those who would raid and pillage others, and I am willing to help." He left off at the end, as if that wasn't all there was to it.
"However, I can not utilize my province's resources without seeing some sort of tangible return on my investment, so to speak."
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Kenjin Uesung
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Post by Kenjin Uesung on Jul 2, 2020 7:41:19 GMT -8
"There is great honor," Kenjin replied, "in helping the helpless. You are now aware that innocent lives on Kyoshima are in danger. Complacency is complicity, Daimyo Akagi. As a great man once said: 'The only thing necessary for the triumph of evil is for good men to do nothing'. Imagine yourself as a commoner: a thief holds a knife to a fellow citizen, and you are in a position to help. It is only right to step in and assist your fellow man. To ignore the situation is to allow evil to win.
"And so, to allow the Tamorjin to wipe out all that is good on Kyoshima is to allow evil to win. And in allowing this, you allow your own people and traders to be plagued by the pirates and slavers who inhabit the island."
Kenjin clasped his hands together as he dropped down on his knees, then bowed before the Daimyo. "I trust a wise man such as yourself will not take offense to my words. And I only ask for you to find it in your heart to do what is right."
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Zhuan Song
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Post by Zhuan Song on Jul 10, 2020 7:17:54 GMT -8
An investment. Of course, there would be a price for a lord's aid. He should have expected this - he knew little of Akagi, but any man of prestige such as him would see a bargain to be struck.
Kenjin's words were moving, but it also made the young man hold his breath. Though it was a grand plea to do more of fostering a friendship than to make it a call to owe a favor, he didn't know if this man would budge. So he remained quiet and held his salute and his bow, trying not to let the slight prod of fear in his stomach become any worse.
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