Otomo Port Village
~ @Xaltwind ~
"Sorry, miss. But this is far as I can take you. Shizuyama's been blockaded by Varjan ships. Whole island's surrounded and effectively cut off. Still, not really sure why you wanna head to that island. Place is as anti-monster as they get. Although I guess if you wanna do something about it, I heard the mistress of this island, an Inari named Lady Kyouko, has plans."
Relica's boat ride for Shizuyama was cut short and she was dropped in Otomo Port in the island of Akamagaseki. Strangely, the port had numerous ships docked upon it. All armed for war, full of supplies and weapons and equipment. There were also soldiers and sailors in the port, both man and monster. They were making plenty of preparations, talking to each other about plans and checking the armaments on the ships. The Gremlin might be familiar with the sight, being a war veteran and all.
A figure stood out from everyone else, an Inari monster with snow-white hair and skin and wore light blue clothes. Her aura exuded authority and desperation, but her face softened upon seeing Relica.
"Hello there, Miss Gremlin!" She happily greeted Relica. "We don't get many visitors here in Akamagaseki, and I'm afraid you caught us in a very... busy time. A-Anyway, welcome to the island. I am Lady Kyouko and please feel free to tell me what you seek here."
Honoka's House
EMPTY BASKETS
~ @The Irish Tree (EUL) ~
Eula traveled to Honoka's home, near the Yabo area. Trekking through the dirt roads of Onrai, the Automaton would occasionally spot Varjan patrols in other, distant roads. They were too far away to matter though and they didn't even seem to see Eula. Still, it was a bad sign that the Varjans were spreading quickly across Shizuyama.
The Automaton reached her destination, a lone wooden house situated in the grasslands but near a forest. The home had clearly seen better days, the foundations were barely holding on and the sliding doors' sheet coverings were full of holes. It also seemed barren, barely any usable supplies as far as Eula could see. Empty baskets lie scattered on the corners.
On the porch was a villager woman kneeling down. She seemed alone, so she was probably Honoka. "...A visitor? In the middle of an invasion?" She said upon seeing Eula. "You don't look like a Varjan. Who are you?"
Terauchi Temple Training Grounds
HEAVENLY TRAINING
(Currently in collab)
Terauchi Temple
Takeshi watched as Eula went out to help another beleaguered local. He contemplated joining her to keep his mind off from what happened with his peers last night. But he decided against it, perhaps Eula took that mission alone willfully.
After feeding his horse, Takeshi wandered around until he met with a monk who was staring off the distance. Particularly at the direction of the nearby hot springs.
"I think the Varjans are afraid of our hot springs, Lord Oja. They avoid them."
"Perhaps they don't like the smell of sulfur... or they're afraid that taking a bath will make them sick."
"Let's hope they stay afraid, my lord. If any warrior is going to gain strength from Shizuyama's hot springs... it should be you and your taskforce."
"I don't exactly lead the taskforce nor did I form them, but I can't argue with your point."
~~ TAKESHI'S JOURNEY ~~
~~ TAKAMORI TALES ~~
~~ SORAE TALES ~~
*Finish 'Pre-Emptive Strike' to unlock next tale*
~~ TALES OF SHIZUYAMA ~~
~~ LEGENDARY TALES ~~