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Yoshiaki Saito

Ronin

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Adler

Description

Sex: Male

Age: 32

Hair: Black

Eyes: Blue

Height: 173cm

Occupation: Ronin, Formerly Samurai, Teacher and Zen Practitioner.

Clan: Saito

Clan Status: Deceased

Status: Alive

Family Status: Unknown

Martial Art: Kitō-ryū sect of Jujutsu
Belt: Brown

Sword Art: Hyoho Niten Ichi ryu
Level: Master

Weapons:
Ambition and Apathy
Sword set of Katana and Wakizashi

Channel
Naginata

Outfit:
Set of Kenjutsu robes with depictions of an eastern dragon

Self Description:
Long black hair tied in the back by a strip of cloth. Skin complexion bordering on pale. Tone muscular body. Sharp blue eyes.

Powers:
Will be unlocked as is his story goes. For now he is simply a Sword Master with enhanced human abilities.

So begins...

Yoshiaki Saito's Story

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Character Portrait: Ondona Character Portrait: Yoshiaki Saito

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#, as written by Adler
Saito was washed up on the beach close to a tenth of a mile from where Ondona and her entourage were at. The man laying face
down his left arm tucked under his body with his right arm grasping the naginata. His pack lay few paces over the flap still closed,
the oil leather dripping as the tide lapped at the bag urging it back out. His daisho set remained steadfastly tucked into his belt his back drying even as the tide rose back up to greet him. His eyes fluttered a bit open the sun shining down on him it's own menacing gaze on this traveler.

"W..W..Where am I?" The words leaving his parched lips as he tried to rise up. Barely moving himself any, the sea had beat him half to death and now he was here.

The better question was how did he get here. He had gone to bed easily enough last at an inn while traveling. Did the innkeepers do this? Maybe some thugs or bandits? How could he of ended up on a beach feeling like he just went seven rounds with a sumo master. He tried to move again this time a little further his vision steadying as he began his slow crawl up away from the current.

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Character Portrait: Ondona Character Portrait: Yoshiaki Saito

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Ondona turned to the figure who washed up on the beach, surprised to see the man she slowly stood up. "Oh dear...Royka get lunch for three ready. And prepare a medical kit in case he has any injuries." She spoke before handing her butler her tea cup and walking to the man.

It seemed that the man was dressed in a samurai attire, along with a sword by his side. But more importantly when she was next to him she crouched down and picked the man in her arms. "Don't worry sir, I will tend to your injuries and offer you some food and water. Just rest for now, you are in no condition to be exerting yourself." She spoke to the man as she walked back to her blanket on the sand and lay him on it before her butler handed him actual water.

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Character Portrait: Ondona Character Portrait: Yoshiaki Saito

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He felt himself lifted and dragged as he tried to focus on who was doing it to him. He coughed as he was lifted water coming out as he did so. His grip was weak but it kept the pole arm dragging in the sand behind him. His vision was still blurry and he couldn't tell who was helping him or if they were helping him. Their words still seemed distant to him at best, he thought himself well versed in a few languages. Maybe if was just the trauma from the ocean or water addling his mind. He soon found himself placed down on the blanket. He rolled over weakly on his side after being placed down.

Yoshiaki sat on the blanket coughing up a mixture of salt water and mucus that was in his lungs. He attempted to speak between his coughing fits that seemed to be draining him as is.

"If y..y..you are looking t..t..too fight me in this state, I won't back d..d..down" His words were weak as his body seemed to shudder under the coughing. He did not know who these people were or what they wanted. He took the road of thinking they planned on stripping him of his swords and polearm along with other valuables leaving him to die.

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Character Portrait: Ondona Character Portrait: Yoshiaki Saito

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Ondona looked at the man puzzled. "Fight you? I had no intention of fighting you, I am wearing a pink bikini at a beach. This is not the attire of someone who wants to fight, but someone who wants to enjoy herself at the beach. Right now my intention is to nurse you back to health, I can't leave you stranded on the beach injured. So, will you accept my help now? Or do you not trust me?" She smiled at him as she took the water from the butler and handed it to the man. While she did this she also began to check if he had any injuries, maybe some cuts or other wounds.

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Character Portrait: Ondona Character Portrait: Yoshiaki Saito

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He coughed once more before taking the water, drinking slowly from the cup.

"I'll trust you then. I doubt I have any open wounds, my injuries are more so from being tossed around by the sea." Yoshiaki sat the cup down it still held some water. He attempted to stand once more rising on rather shaky legs using the polearm to assist himself.

"I need to get my bag and take care of my weapons before they rust." He went into a kneeling position mid sentence his body giving out.

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Character Portrait: Ondona Character Portrait: Yoshiaki Saito

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"Oh my, I can take care of your weapons for you. Royka here will prepare lunch for all of us, I hope a simple bowl of soup and sandwich will suffice? But I am sure a meal will get you back to normal in no time so please just relax. Oh! My apologies, I seem to be helping you without even introducing myself. My name is Ondona, I am pleased to meet you." She gave a small curtsy before sitting down and turned to look at the the man to see if he was willing to let her tend to his weapons.

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Character Portrait: Ondona Character Portrait: Yoshiaki Saito

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"I need to to do it myself. I thank you for the help but these are extensions of my body. I simply need my bag so I can begin cleaning." Yoshiaki said his breath not as labored now.

"I'm Yoshiaki Saito, it is a pleasure to meet you as well."

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Character Portrait: Ondona Character Portrait: Yoshiaki Saito Character Portrait: Ralen Nostari

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A crack resounded from the sky as a ship fell into the atmosphere, several miles off the coast. Smoke and fire trailed behind it as it careened into the water with an impressive splash. Steam rose from the site, as did bubbles, for the ship quickly sank beneath the waves.

Several minutes would pass, and then a water logged body would wash up on the shore, tiredly dragging itself up the beach to dry land. Pushing himself over so as to breath, Ralen Would gasp out, coughing up seawater and bile as he desperately sucked air into his lungs.

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Character Portrait: Ondona Character Portrait: Yoshiaki Saito Character Portrait: Ralen Nostari

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Ondona nodded at his statement. "I see, then help yourself to the food. I will relax and..." She started however when she looked at the sky she noticed a ship that was on fire crash into the sea a few miles off. So much for a peaceful day at the beach.

However she was surprised when another man washed up on shore, looks like the pilot survived after all. "Oh my...Looks like that man survived the crash. Royka, please make another dish. I am sorry but it looks like things keep happening." She asked and the butler simply nodded. "No need to apologize mistress Ondona! I am always happy to help!" He quickly stated as he prepared another dish.

Ondona stood up and walked over to the man who was coughing up sea water and breathing much needed air. She quickly checked him over for any injuries, to crash in a ship it would be a miracle if he did not have a single injury.

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Character Portrait: Ondona Character Portrait: Yoshiaki Saito Character Portrait: Ralen Nostari

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Yoshiaki kept himself quiet as he went back to sitting after removing the swords from his belt. He took them from their sheaths and removed the wood one from the naginata. He sat quietly rubbing the water off as he looked at the newcomer and the woman run after him. This man could be a threat but he was in no means ready to fight, he couldn't even stand. He simply needed to maintain frame and act casual for now.

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Character Portrait: Ondona Character Portrait: Yoshiaki Saito Character Portrait: Ralen Nostari

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Ralen was not, in fact, uninjured, a cursory examination would show he had broken his right arm, dislocated his other shoulder. Blood seeped from a wound in his side, where a piece of shrapnel protuded from his body. His right leg was also broken, the bone poking from beneath his leggings.

Bruises, cuts, and burns covered most of his body, not to mention the pale look of someone nearly drowned. He managed to clear most of the water from his lungs, though the pain from his body made it a hard task. Eventually he started trying to stand up, which was all but impossible. Still, he grit his teeth, muttered a curse, and forced himself to stand on. He then began to limp back up from the edge of the water, although a bit aimlessly.

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Character Portrait: Ondona Character Portrait: Yoshiaki Saito Character Portrait: Ralen Nostari

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Not happy with watching the man stand up, she took a hold of him and using a small amount of magic caused the man to lose control of his body, he would feel like a rag doll that could not move. Of course this was for his own good. After the man would go limp she carefully took hold of him and placed him on the ground and looked sternly at him. If looks could kill, the man would have been vaporised.

"You are in no condition to be moving around sir, I am sorry to do this but you need immediate medical attention or you will die...looks like regular medicine won't help you. Please remain still, this will hurt just for a second but I promise to heal you right up." Ondona spoke as she went to work healing the man. First she went over to his dislocated shoulder and relocated the joint, she would then send small light through his arm which fixed the bone and numbed the pain. Next she pulled the piece of shrapnel from his body with perfect precision so it would not damage anything more inside the mans body, she then placed her hand on the wound and just like his shoulder the pain went away and the wound began to heal. For the broken bones and remaining injuries, she simply walked over to the affected areas and healed them.

Once Ondona was done healing the man, she lifted the paralysis spell from him and he could now freely move. She smiled at him before speaking. "I am sorry for doing that to you, however if you were going to move around in that state you would have made it to an early grave. As a token of my apology, would you care to join me for lunch?" She asked.

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Character Portrait: Ondona Character Portrait: Yoshiaki Saito Character Portrait: Ralen Nostari

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"So two total strangers are to dine with you? You know neither of our intentions and that man could very likely attack you know that he is fully healed. He could be for all you know, an assassin sent to kill you or myself, possibly the butler. The smart thing to do would to be question us both and find out our true intentions." Yoshiaki raised his voice so the woman could hear him.

He saw her magic heal the man and was thankful he did not need it. There was also the matter of trust that had to be established, the woman seemed a bit too trust worthy and caring of others. This was a flaw in one way to Saito at least seeing as how he was use to being hunted in his land. He did not trust the womans quickness to helping others so quickly let alone not disarming either of them.

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Character Portrait: Ondona Character Portrait: Yoshiaki Saito Character Portrait: Ralen Nostari

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The magic tickled, although even that was torture considering how sensitive the nerves were after taking the beating his body had. But Ralen didn't really think about that, considering his body froze up and his face went into the sand. Oh he had some choice words to share with whoever had the balls to be playing games with him, but they all went right out of his head when he was rolled onto his back and looked up at Ondonna. He woulda said something, but he couldn't, being frozen stiff.

One by one, she healed his wounds, the jagged shrapnel was probably the worst, but when it was done, he felt relief like he didn't even know he could have felt. Grattitude as well, but both were quickly overshadowed by suspicion. After he was healed he stood up and looked himself over. His face twisted in a grimace. His clothes were ruined, highest in fashion, sturdy and strong, and most of his equipment had been washed away as well, which was probably the worst, considering they were mostly family heirlooms.

The Man was silent a moment as he turned back to the sea and though to himself. Tired as he was he wasn't going to be able to do anything about it right now, but he set his mind to coming back and finding his belongings out of the wreckage of his ship as soon as he was able. That moment of silence would last long enough to be rude, and when he realized he had been asked a question he turned and faced the young girl.

"Tha-" he started, before going into a fit of coughing. Apparently his throat wasn't ready for speaking in the strong, commanding tones he normally used, so he'd just have to settled for a calmer, more gentle voice. "Thank you, sorceress, both for saving my life and your offer. I know it would be off putting to most to invite someone who had just washed up on the beach, appearing all the world to have escaped a battle, to their own private affairs. I believe I will accept your hospitality, with a reservation. I do not wish to cause your guests any trouble." At least not at the moment. This last statement he added in his own head, not daring to voice it aloud.

He did look to see the man sitting at the table, and immediately recognized him for what he was. "Ahh... I see I'm not the only warrior to wash up on this beach. A common occurance? Tell me, swordsmen, to what lord to you owe allegiance?"

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Character Portrait: Ondona Character Portrait: Yoshiaki Saito Character Portrait: Ralen Nostari

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Ondona turned back to Yoshiaki when he mentioned that the two of them could have been assassins. "If that is the case, then its a miracle that someone even though to having you two assassinate a target. Especially when both of them wash on shore, one almost dead and the other with almost no energy left to defend himself let along attempt to kill anyone. I do not need to worry about myself, a real assassin would always attack unseen and never show his face to anyone. Now enough silly topics, the food may grow cold." She called back to Yoshiaki as she skipped over to where they were motioning for the new man to follow.

As she sat down, the Bulter handed back her tea along with a happy helping of cookies with she happily ate with a smile. Of course he also placed her sandwich next to her once she finished with her snacks. It seemed like she was enjoying herself, despite saving a mans life from death and helping another man who washed up to shore. Perhaps she stumbled on a beach where ancient warriors wash on shore. "Oh! Royka! Did you make sure to record my favorite shows? Its ok if you did not, they always show it again a few days afterwards." Ondona asked and the Bulter quickly replied. "Don't worry mistress, I have made sure to record your favorite shows. What type of butler would I be if I forgot one of your favorite past times? That reminds me, I have also taken the liberty to order those special deserts that are available once every new moon. I know how you always loved them, so I decided---" Before he could finish the woman jumped up and hugged him. "You are the best Royka! I could never ask for anyone else to help me out!" She exclaimed.

The Butler seemed to lose his colors as the woman hugged him, not because he had the life hugged from him but because his mistress was hugging him in a bikini. He was so happy and embarrassed at the same time that once she stopped hugging him he simply fell backwards taking a small nap in the sand. "No...problem..."

Once her exitment calmed down she sat back down and took a sip of her tea like nothing happened.

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Character Portrait: Ondona Character Portrait: Yoshiaki Saito Character Portrait: Ralen Nostari

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"I currently owe allegiance to no Lord, I am a simple teacher currently." Yoshiaki spoke to the man as he cleaned his weapon.

He sat silently listening now to the woman talk and her words, his body recovering more now with his energy returning.

"A real assassin would simply blend in with the crowd, his attack would be seen but it would be too late to take action. An assassin can take the form of any man, woman or even child, from a beggar to a rich man or even an injured individual. I would hate to see your kindness taken advantage of." Yoshiaki's tone remained neutral throughout.

This woman didn't seem to have a care in the world she also appeared to possess the powers of gods. That explained her relaxed attitude but still it would be folly to not make preparations with foresight in mind, instead of mourning in hindsight at what should of been done. Then again he was a stranger to this world maybe it was not as chaotic as the one had come from, with the constant warring factions and clans fighting for power. He retired from the fighting taking it upon himself to become a teacher so that the younger generations may prepare for fighting that would possibly reach their door step one day. He had found solace in that but never enough that he wasn't pulled back to wanting to fight.

For now he would simply keep an eye on the new man and whatever plan he possibly was conjuring up within him.

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Character Portrait: Ondona Character Portrait: Yoshiaki Saito Character Portrait: Ralen Nostari Character Portrait: Maegan Davenport

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A mounted warrior rode down along the beach. Her dark hair blew in the sea breezes, and her dark eyes focused on an odd group of people. Maegan Davenport was patrolling her liege lord's lands and had noticed something falling from the sky.

It was not the first occurrence of strange pieces of armor and metal falling from the skies for Maegan. There had been those that had come before. Each mysterious and mystifying traveler had explained where they had come from and it fascinated Maegan.

There were worlds beyond Gaia and Siv'en, but unreachable and unattainable. Those who had come mentioned how it was nigh impossible to return to where they had come from. A force was keeping their ... machines of metal and armor from working again after arriving to Gaia. Most had mentioned that their coming upon the world was a mistake, or an accident.

This appeared to be the case as well, as far as Maegan could discern.

The white stallion rode at a steady pace toward the group. The rider was clad in simple garb. Maegan wore a boiled leather jerkin over a tunic dyed blue. The dye alone marked her as a noble or a minor noble. Such luxuries were not afforded to the peasant caste. Her sword marked her as a high standing citizen as well.

It was finely made. The cross guard was gilded in gold and wrapped in beautifully tanned leather. The blade was long and thin. If inspected closer, the inspector would find that it closely resembled the ronin's in its own way.

"State your purpose travelers," Maegan demanded as she and her mount arrived a few paces from the others. Her stare was curious but cautious. Her right hand rested on the pommel of her sword.

In the far distance, the Empyrean Sea was beginning to churn and turn turbulent. A massive storm was brewing and growing quickly. The sun had already begun to darken; a shade covering the lands.

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Character Portrait: Ondona Character Portrait: Yoshiaki Saito Character Portrait: Ralen Nostari Character Portrait: Maegan Davenport

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Ralen smirked at the ronin and said "A teacher is it, proclaiming to save lives by seeing that they know how to fend for themselves? But such a pursuit is without yield. You may prepare a boy with a sword, you may teach them to wield it, and may even grant them a glimpse of what war is. But you can never prepare someone for the taking of a life. You can never prepare them for the feeling of having ended a persons journey, and without that they shall always be forced to make a decision. Whether to let darkness claim them, or to rise above their own mortality."

Ralen looked up at the mounted woman and smiled. It was a smile both handsome and terrible, for within it was belied a knowledge of the man who wore it. "Purpose is a falsehood given to those sheep who need caring for, I am a lion who would choose his own destiny."

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Character Portrait: Ondona Character Portrait: Yoshiaki Saito Character Portrait: Ralen Nostari Character Portrait: Maegan Davenport

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As Ondona listen to the two men talk, she soon heard the sounds of hooves approaching them. When she turned to look, she noticed a woman armed with a sword and she asked why they were here. "I was here enjoying the beach and relaxing in the sun, however it now seems that the day at the beach will have to end...as for the two men, they simply washed ashore. All I did was tend to their injuries and offer them food." Ondona spoke, visibly unhappy at the change of weather.

Once she finished with her tea, Ondona walked over to a bag and pulled out a long pink dress and put it on. The sun was no longer shining and it was getting a little bit cold. Once she was done getting dressed, she simply began shaking Royka to wake him up.

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Character Portrait: Ondona Character Portrait: Yoshiaki Saito Character Portrait: Ralen Nostari Character Portrait: Maegan Davenport

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"My purpose is not known to myself right now. I was brought here by whatever forces of destiny and the spirits that guide it. So I can not give a clear answer as to why I washed up on this beach." Saito said looking at the woman before turning to look at the other man. He stood sheathing his weapons once more, minus the polearm that was simply tucked away into the bag.

"I prepare my students with the tools they will need to make that decision to take a life. This is no different from the physical weapons they are trained in. The sword is an extension of oneself the wielder chooses to give life or take it with the blade. The defining elements of Battojutsu speak of this. The Nukitsuke, Kirioroshi, Chiburi, and Noto. Nukitsuke or drawing of the sword is to give ones opponent time to rethink their actions and ill intentions hence the life giving. The Kirioroshi is meant to take the life of one suffering a mortal wound that would cause them suffering, this reminds s that ethical and morally just actions should be an aid to ending the suffering of others. Next comes Chiburi, the cleaning of the blade before sheathing, this reflects the cleansing of the soul for our swords are our soul. This leaves the soul clean of the negative aspects of violence for the sake of violence. The final step that is taken by us is Noto, sheathing of the sword, this is taught to us in the contemplation that evil may still exist in the minds of others around us. We must always be diligent and vigilant in our duties because of this." Saito stopped himself looking in the direction of Ralen. He gave this lesson untold times before the students even picked up the sword, it was one of the first lessons to be learned and remembered.

"You call yourself a lion but you bind yourself by no code which will lead to ill intentions eventually entering you. If you wish to become a leader I suggest a greater introspective look at yourself." Saito finished looking away from Ralen and back to the woman. The man hovered on his vision though.

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Character Portrait: Ondona Character Portrait: Yoshiaki Saito Character Portrait: Ralen Nostari Character Portrait: Maegan Davenport

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Maegan listened to each person reasons in turn. A lion looking to find destiny, a woman swimming and basking in the sun, and a warrior teacher spreading his lessons. It was an odd gathering, Maegan thought to herself. There was no rhyme nor reason why any such should be gathered together.

"Very well," said Maegan. "There is an inn a league ashore. It is called The Leaky Wench. They will have mead and bread, perchance some meat. Leave whatever payment that you can. Your other world money is not accepted here."

Maegan explained as best she could the laws of Skyfall. Kill no man. Take nothing that is not yours. Disturb not the peace. Speak no ill against the King. Find good work and be a contributing denizen until a way to their home is found. She was clear that they were not wanted but neither would they cast out those who were thrust into this place like so many others.

"If you are in need of me or my council, send word to Warhorn Keep to the west," Maegan said. Her hand pointed to a hill in the far distance. Sitting atop of it was a large wall with turret towers.

"I'd make for the inn if I were you. The storms move quickly here and can be very deadly," said Maegan. Another peal of thunder rolled across the sea and the beach. A gray wash settled onto the horizon as rain poured down into the ocean, mingling salt and fresh waters.

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Character Portrait: Ondona Character Portrait: Yoshiaki Saito Character Portrait: Ralen Nostari Character Portrait: Maegan Davenport

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Ralen's smirk fell from his face at the ronins words. He did not return a response, though to the mounted woman he said. "Storms of wind and thunder do not bother me. And besides, I have no money to pay for a room, from this world or otherwise. I would not sleep soundly, in any case, without the treasures of my house"

At this he turns away from them all, and turns back to the sea, searching it with his eyes, futile a task that may be.

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Character Portrait: Ondona Character Portrait: Yoshiaki Saito Character Portrait: Ralen Nostari Character Portrait: Maegan Davenport

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Although the threat the storm posed to Ondona was clothing ruining at best. She knew it would draw even more suspicion on her, however she did not have any currency on her, or currency that was worth a single nights stay at an inn. Of course, they relized he had magic so she decided to use it to disguise her real identity. "Thank you for the warning miss, however a storm of that size does not affect me. I will respect the laws of you land but for now I shall camp out here. Royka dear, please assemble the tent." She spoke and Royka unpacked what appeared to be a very simple camping tent, adorned with the artwork of hunters slaying massive beasts.

The tent appeared to only fit two people but as Ondona went inside she signalled the others to join her. "There is plenty of room inside the tent, so if you do not have the necessary currency to rest at the inn you are free to join me until the storm calms down. Also don't worry, this tent can survive the storm and much worse." She smiled as she vanished back into the tent.

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Character Portrait: Ondona Character Portrait: Yoshiaki Saito Character Portrait: Ralen Nostari Character Portrait: Maegan Davenport

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"Do I take my chances in a strange camping tent with a strange woman on a beach or do I take my chances at the inn?" Saito mused to himself for a moment.

It did not look like he was returning home anytime soon after all. Then again the laws of this land did not differ too much from that of his along with the same attitude towards foreigners. He wasn't too worried of a fight then again those that live here may possess magic after all which to Saito is the stuff of fairy tales.

"I'll stay for the time being till I figure out my own path." Saito said at last after some contemplation.

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Character Portrait: Ondona Character Portrait: Yoshiaki Saito Character Portrait: Ralen Nostari Character Portrait: Maegan Davenport

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"Be wary travelers, plague is spreading across this land," Maegan warned before sending her horse into a gallop away from the group of odd people. She headed for Warhorn Keep and left their company.