Okita Reimeiroku sat straight up cursing all the known gods and wiping water from his face with his hand. "From what damnation have you come forth woman!?" he cried over his pounding headache. Reaching inside his coat he felt around for a bottle of alcohol but found none. Grunting he stood mumbling at the woman about needing something to drink and made his way to the kitchen. A few bumps and muttered curses later, he found a good size bottle of beer. Leaving the kitchen, Okita entered the living room and noticed the mute Rosilian, a Kantle woman, and Zoren-Thiea. Introducing himself to Lindria, he talked briefly with her, learning the Rosilian's mans name. As Okita conversed with her, he realized Lindria seemed to be taken with him, and remembered how much the girls at the brothel had cleaned him up. Politely retreating to a corner of the room he sat and listened to the three converse and come up with a horrendously crazy plan, although the nearer he came to the bottom of his large bottle, the more he was inclined to be dragged along. 


Okita had followed them for a while down the streets of kantle, but his beer had quickly run out and he began to meander about looking for a way to gain more alcohol. The streets had begun to dry as the sun baked the water out of them, though sections were still muddy as before. As he passed shops and houses he managed to "acquire" a small bottle of Sake from a sleeping gentleman. Taking a few quick sips he caught up to his crazy acquaintances near the castle's gatehouse.