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[b][color=fff200]Yang Bethlehem[/color][/b]

"White Tiger temple is one of the four main temples and located the on the western side of Zipangu. Traders from the outside world often land there first, so perhaps its where they hear of us." Yang happily explained to Ozzy before she recalled one of the more popular reason. "Or the yearly fighting tournaments held by our temples as well."

"But as to what a disciple do? Well, that's a bit more simple." She rubbed the back of her head sheepishly "We're students that graduated from the temple and permitted to travel the world."

"Some learn medicines, teachings, but most of us journey to improve our martial arts before returning." Yang proudly stated that before deflating her shoulders a little at recent events. All that martial strength can't do anything at times.

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During that, she noticed the new-comer and bowed her head towards her quickly. "Greetings."

Although one of the other details she noticed was that this mothwoman was much more...different. Not unlike her previous partners, this felt elderly. The closest she can say is that she has her old master presence that had been around and alive longer than she was.

Then again, it could be just her. She pushed the thought away as she invited the mothwoman to the guild. "Welcome to our guild, it's a little beat up for now but we'll get that fixed soon."

She cracked a joke to alleviate some of the brevity in her and mood.

"So what does an anthrophologist does besides the studies of relation and culture?" Yang cringed slightly through her smile as she had no doubt absolutely butchered whatever his profession name was. She never heard of that profession before from where she came.

Yang then moved and invited Ozzy and Magnus to sit down as they chatted for the night.

"Speaking of which, which school of martial arts you came from Magnus?" She asked him curiously, the boy looked strong. Minusing the choice of the horns and mane aside, she was interested in learning his arts.

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[b][color=ed145b]Ditzy Stoneclub[/color][/b]

"Ah, Freyr is competing!" Ditzy eagerly said as he pointed to the tournament and rested on Freyr from afar. Unaware that he was at Saburo's attention.

"He's the one with the long bunny ears. You can't miss him!" Ditzy described to Saburo. "He's too likes to talk about arrows, though Ditzy didn't understand alot of it."

"But how many arrows have you make? You must make a lot if you're so popular." Ditzy made some small chat with Saburo, his request all but forgotten as he conversed with Saburo. "And who normally use your arrows? They must be strong if you only let some use them."

"Papa only know how to make tables and shape wood parts though, oh!" Ditzy then excitedly showed his father greatest handiwork, though it never really seemed like it, the sandbag weapon he was carrying. "Papa said this was the best thing he made for me!"

His lifted his sandbag to let both Saburo and Nagare see it. The thing he had dragged or carried all the way throughout the journey was a sandbag, rather than a traditional hob-goblin club. It was much smaller compared to the clubs. 

But on closer inspection, if Saburo deigned it worth the effort to do so in his opinion, a quick glance at it would reveal that the sandbag was indeed well-made and crafted to absolutely last. The exterior looked beaten up but it was only the pattern of the hide than any actual worn or tear, the whole thing seemed solid like a block.

The sling that Ditzy held had also multiple threads that looked like spider's silk underneath it, all woven tightly and intertwined in a criss-cross pattern to ensure flexibility but also sublime tautness when weight or force is applied. Four of them crossed one another to ensure that proper distribution happens as well.

It looked ordinary on the outside but Saburo will note that it was indeed something that a master craftsman made through experience, practicality, and functionality foremost. That a weapon of this degree of craftsmen required showed that the user was not ordinary as well since it was designed to take as much punishment and force.