The Day of Thunder

"I arrived last evening. Saw a much larger crowd than I ever expected. Much larger. I've been through here before, never saw so many people here before. What brings you all out here?"

A small tent, near a wagon that had not been there on previous mornings, disgorges a man. Of average height for a non-Crab or Kami-descendent, he looks disheveled and a bit dusty. He squints and looks around, before rubbing his eyes, then looking around again. "What? Sora-sama? Shiba-sama? What?!"

Sleep Paralysis. Kyosei had not had a good week. Not one, not two, but three wheels breaking on his wagon as he traveled over the past few days was a bit too many. Like any good traveler, he carried an entire spare wheel, and because of his extensive travels, he even carried two. Sadly, however, he ...

Kyosei arrived too late to hear the words, and doesn't know to protect himself, though he feels some focus leave him as he warms up a bit.

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Failed with a 20.

A man wanders into the garden. He took the time to (very) quickly wash, but it didn't help as much as might be hoped. Since that point he has somehow managed to pick up more dust. Honestly, he looks like a low ranking merchant, one of the wandering ones. Which, to be fair, he sort of is. Sort of. Bu...

Name: Isawa Kyosei Clan: Imperial Age: 51ish winters old. Probably. Sex: Male Occupation: Shugenja/Mine overseer/Trader Height: 5'8 Build: Blocky Hair: Solidly gray throughout. Eyes: Brown Status: Married to the daughter of Isawa Ouno. Once a mine worker for the Isawa Tribe, Kyosei was discovered to...