Stealth or Strike
Jun 5, 2014 14:50:52 GMT -7
Post by Hana on Jun 5, 2014 14:50:52 GMT -7
[ OOC: Taggling along with Zeruko Akataru, unless there is any protest.]
It seemed like everywhere you turned you couldn't go without hearing some sad story. Farmers loosing crops to food levies, the pillaging of far-flung villages, mothers losing their sons to conscription, and more disheartening tales. It had been some time since Hana had heard any news that had actually won a smile. Today the news had been of some rather naughty ronin. It sounded like a mess, from what she had overheard while sneaking through a kitchen the previous morning. How embarrassing that must have been for the Iwasaki men! And a pretty poor move on the part of the ronin involved, as well. Their illegitimate claim on the castle would have been enough to coax neighboring lords out to reclaim it in the name of honor, or justice, or whatever it was that justified further bloodshed. She was sure stories of the castle would linger for a few days more...but seeing for herself would have been more exciting.
Hana had followed word of Iwasaki Takeshi all the way to the grove, where people were already starting to split away. The stern faces, swords, and number of them, in addition to the fact that they had converged in a place that had been out of the way had led her to believe that things were already afoot. It only took a moment for the young woman to decide whether she would play an active role in this story, or be content to watch it from afar.
Wordlessly, Hana fell in with Watanabe Tetsuya and his men, who had been in the company of Zeruko Akataru. She knew none of their names, or their faces. Only that they had the look of determination. The woman kept several paces behind them, mostly so as not to alarm anyone. Any stray glances in her direction were only met with a placating smile. She was not a very ominous presence. If at all, she had seemed to be out of place. She had been dressed in the dull haori—where she got it she couldn't remember...only that it had looked nice hanging out in the sun. Strapped to her back had been a sheathed sword, its threads old and worn. She hadn't liked walking about appearing armed, it made her feel more noticable. Hiding a katana, however, was not so simple as the small knives she had kept hidden away at various places on her person.
Stats
Strength: 5
Dexterity: 15
Constitution: 7 (12)
Wisdom: 15
Spirit: 8
Weapons
Katana: A standard katana, though the blade is dulling and the reach is limited, it serves its purpose as a blade. When worn together with a wakizashi, it is the official sign that the wearer is a samurai. +2 Str
Small Iron Kunai: These kunai aren't exactly well-made, but they're good if you're on a low budget! +1 Str +2 Dex
It seemed like everywhere you turned you couldn't go without hearing some sad story. Farmers loosing crops to food levies, the pillaging of far-flung villages, mothers losing their sons to conscription, and more disheartening tales. It had been some time since Hana had heard any news that had actually won a smile. Today the news had been of some rather naughty ronin. It sounded like a mess, from what she had overheard while sneaking through a kitchen the previous morning. How embarrassing that must have been for the Iwasaki men! And a pretty poor move on the part of the ronin involved, as well. Their illegitimate claim on the castle would have been enough to coax neighboring lords out to reclaim it in the name of honor, or justice, or whatever it was that justified further bloodshed. She was sure stories of the castle would linger for a few days more...but seeing for herself would have been more exciting.
Hana had followed word of Iwasaki Takeshi all the way to the grove, where people were already starting to split away. The stern faces, swords, and number of them, in addition to the fact that they had converged in a place that had been out of the way had led her to believe that things were already afoot. It only took a moment for the young woman to decide whether she would play an active role in this story, or be content to watch it from afar.
Wordlessly, Hana fell in with Watanabe Tetsuya and his men, who had been in the company of Zeruko Akataru. She knew none of their names, or their faces. Only that they had the look of determination. The woman kept several paces behind them, mostly so as not to alarm anyone. Any stray glances in her direction were only met with a placating smile. She was not a very ominous presence. If at all, she had seemed to be out of place. She had been dressed in the dull haori—where she got it she couldn't remember...only that it had looked nice hanging out in the sun. Strapped to her back had been a sheathed sword, its threads old and worn. She hadn't liked walking about appearing armed, it made her feel more noticable. Hiding a katana, however, was not so simple as the small knives she had kept hidden away at various places on her person.
Stats
Strength: 5
Dexterity: 15
Constitution: 7 (12)
Wisdom: 15
Spirit: 8
Weapons
Katana: A standard katana, though the blade is dulling and the reach is limited, it serves its purpose as a blade. When worn together with a wakizashi, it is the official sign that the wearer is a samurai. +2 Str
Small Iron Kunai: These kunai aren't exactly well-made, but they're good if you're on a low budget! +1 Str +2 Dex
