The Daimyo answered with a sigh, "I'm afraid there aren't much clues left behind Sellsword. Her room was spotless. There was no sign of a struggle whatsoever. No notes either, for ransom or otherwise. And the only person who could possibly know where she is...well..." 

The Daimyo gains a look of dread and irritation as he looks past Keiji in recollection, "None of us can make heads or tails of [i]that woman's[/i] words...and she nearly drank all of my sake,"