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>>46433472

That idea alone raises an issue. Now that you know where the cult is based, what should you do with that information? If word of this reached the Emperor's ears, he'd spare no effort in a foolish attempt to besiege the enclave, throwing his men at the natural defences until they could walk the length of the river, a path made from bodies beneath their feet. Countless lives, on both sides of the conflict, would be thrown away.

Needless to say, there could be no peaceful resolution after that. As word spread there would surely be revenge attacks, no matter how futile they might be. More purges would follow, a military crackdown on anyone showing a failure of loyalty. Even the Nameless Temple itself could be cast into suspicion – more than it already has been, at least.

Perhaps... perhaps you'll keep things quiet for now. Just until you know what the situation is. As you reach that conclusion, your thoughts aided by the sound of water splashing around the crude docks, Soma reaches your side once more.

“You're really leaving?” she asks, a question which you answer with a nod, “I won't stop you, don't worry. Remember what we said, though – you've got a home here, if you want it.”

The offer, you tell her with a carefully neutral tone, is appreciated. Regardless, you need to leave for now.

“I understand,” Soma nods, “Listen, I shouldn't say this, but... do you have any friends in the south-east?”

The south-east, you recall, is nothing but fields and farmland. Beyond the fact that it borders the capital, there's nothing even remotely significant there. Why, you ask slowly, is she talking about the south-east all of a sudden?

“No reason,” Soma shuffles awkwardly, “So, where are you headed?”

>The Nameless Temple. Home
>Garuna. I have an injured friend to visit
>Tenn, the capital. I have business there
>Other

>>46433478
>Garuna. I have an injured friend to visit, as well as some priests.

>>46433478
>>Garuna. I have an injured friend to visit
Sup Loch

>>46433478
>>Garuna. I have an injured friend to visit
I wonder if Tawn will want to see us.

>>46433478
>Garuna. I have an injured friend to visit

You're going to Garuna, you tell Soma, to visit an injured friend. Injured, you add in a moment of spite, because of her little rebellion.

“Oh,” Soma's voice is emotionless, revealing nothing of what her true feelings might be, “The Emperor's man, wasn't it? I won't apologise for that, Ira – he IS our enemy. Do you think they wouldn't do worse to us? We've got to use... low tactics like that, we don't have the numbers to meet the Emperor's forces in open battle.” She pauses after that, before adding in a soft whisper that you nevertheless catch, “...Yet.”

Yet, you repeat, what's that supposed to mean? Is she saying that they have some plan to swell their ranks?

“You should go,” she merely deflects the question, shaking her head firmly, “It's a long ride to Garuna, and there's no point in wasting any more time here. Ah...” Soma's expression softens slightly, “I wish I could see the temple city again. It's a beautiful place, don't you think? I shudder to think what would happen if the Emperor decided to claim it for himself. He would not, I think, be kind to it.”

It's a transparent attempt at rousing your sympathies, and one you treat with the respect it deserves. Grunting out a vague response, you turn your attentions to untying one of the simple canoes lining the dock. Small, but more than capable of taking you back to Tenngaru. As you start to row away, propelling yourself slowly into the cavern ahead, Soma turns and walks back into the village.

Returning, perhaps, to her master. It's hard to know what to make of her – she has the air of a spy, but one whose loyalties are yet to be decided. Only time will tell – and with a full day of riding ahead, you'll have plenty of time to think about it.

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>>46433553

>Hello!

>Some of you are alright. Don't go to the Southeast tomorrow.

>>46433722

Once your little boat bumps back up against the shore in the familiar southern woods, you glance up at the sky and realise something. This is the first time you've seen the sun in what seems like a very long time, the warming glow making a welcome change from Makai's ashen skies. Even so, you don't allow yourself the indulgence of wasting time here, basking in the weak sunshine. You'll have plenty of time to enjoy the weather when you're on the road, and you've got a long walk ahead of you before you can find a horse.

You avoid the closest outpost, unwilling to risk bumping into the soldiers there. The memories of ruined Sparna are still fresh in your mind, and the thought of meeting some of those responsible for razing the village is an unwelcome one. It wouldn't be safe, you think, for anyone involved. Passing it by, you walk for another hour before finding a smaller town – little more than a few houses, clustered around a humble shrine. It'll do, you think, especially considering the failing light.

When you explain that you're a Wanderer, one of the few residents offers you a bed for the night – or, more accurately, a stretch of worn rug to lie upon. To pay for his hospitality, he merely asked for a blessing upon the town. Such bargains are not uncommon, and one of the few perks of being a Wanderer.

“You're about halfway between the southern border and the trade road here,” the man, Jonas, explains, “A good walk should take you there tomorrow. Will you be resting now, then?”

>Rest for the night and finish your journey in the morning
>Inquire about recent events. Has anything significant happened?
>Make idle conversation about the town, and their shrine
>Other

>>46433819
>>Inquire about recent events. Has anything significant happened?
Then
>Rest

What are the odds of some of them trying to capture one of the creature we fought in the previous thread and unleash it somewhere in Tengaru to give the Emperor a bad rep.
>This is what happens when you turn against the gods and all that jazz.

>>46433819
>>Inquire about recent events. Has anything significant happened?

>>Make idle conversation about the town, and their shrine
Sometimes, a man just gotta let go

>>46433847
It'd be tough to pull off considering how tough and rare they are but it's possible.

>>46433819
>Make idle conversation about the town, and their shrine

>>46433847
low. extremely. They would need to ferry the damn huge and probably heavy thing along the narrow, lonely channel of water.

It would be more feasible to take a wild path to Makai and come back instead of using the door.

>>46433819
>>Inquire about recent events. Has anything significant happened?
>>Make idle conversation about the town, and their shrine

As you're returning to Jonas' house, you ask about recent events. Has anything significant happened around here?

“Nothing much,” Jonas replies with a simple shrug, “Some soldiers came by a while ago to take some of the young men – and we never had many of them in the first place – into service. Mining, or something like that. They'd be paid a fair wage, we were told. Course, we've not seen a bit of it here – not that we've got much use for coin around these parts.” He wheezes out a laugh, but it sounds forced. Perhaps he lost a son to the Emperor's mines, drafted in to perish beneath the mountains.

Casting away those hard thoughts, you ask about the village. If they don't have much use for coin, what do they do here? Jonas takes a while to consider the question, eventually giving you an answer along with a clay cup of tea.

“We hunt for food, and gardens give us what else we need. Truth be told, stranger, we don't have much use for the outside world. Our girl is good to us, and she don't ask much in return,” another rasping laugh from the old man, “Oh, I mean Nettle. You saw her shrine, she keeps the grass green around here. All we need to do is thank her for it.” Grinning, the expression showing as much gum as tooth, he raises his cup. “You done good, girl,” he declares, “Thanks, Nettle!”

As you repeat his toast, tapping your cup against his, you consider the village. The Seer would enjoy this place, you decide, seeing something of his vision of the future in it. A humble place, where men loved their god. A shame, then, that the village might not survive the next generation. The few people you've met were all old, the young either fled or taken away by the Emperor's soldiers.

A sobering thought. One that lingers as you're turning in to rest.

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>>46433997
>The Seer would enjoy this place, you decide, seeing something of his vision of the future in it.
Except in his vision of the future Nettle would be asking for a lot more, maybe involving bloodshed.

>>46433997

The next morning, you set out in the direction of the trade road with a clay jug – filled with strong tea – at your hip. It had been a gift from Jonas, practically forced into your hands. It wasn't often that they had a visiting priest, he explained, and the town felt better for your brief stay. Maybe it was just his optimism – intact, even in the face of everything that has happened – but the sun seemed a little brighter than yesterday.

Luck remains on your side when you stop off at a tavern for breakfast. After sharing a drink with a talkative grain trader, he offered you a ride in his wagon – heading all the way to Garuna, he promised. It was an offer that you were more than happy to accept. It's not the fastest ride you've ever taken, but it allows you a chance to doze off and enjoy the sunshine. When you finally stop outside Garuna, you feel almost... refreshed. You wouldn't go as far as saying you were happy, but life certainly seems less hostile than it did earlier. The thought of what might await you here, in Garuna, is enough to dampen your spirits however.

Asking around, you find a watchman who had seen a number of soldiers – one of them heavily wounded – entering the city. He pointed the way to one of the colleges, one claiming to specialise in medicine. Tawn should still be there now, assuming nothing changed. From the grim note in the watchman's voice, you know what he wanted to say – “assuming he survived”.

As you expected, the entire conversation lowered the mood somewhat. Still, at least you have your directions. Then again, you also had a few questions for Maab, and the temple of Selene makes for an easy landmark.

>Visit Tawn at the healing college
>Visit Maab at Selene's temple
>Other

>>46434072
>Visit Tawn at the healing college

>>46434072
>>Visit Tawn at the healing college

>>46434072
>Visit Tawn at the healing college

>>46434072
>>Visit Tawn at the healing college

Best to visit Tawn now, while the directions to the healing college are fresh in your mind. With Selene's temple looming over Garuna like a great silver needle, you'd need to be blind to lose your way there. So, absurdly self-conscious of the fact that you murmur every part of the route to yourself, you take to the streets in search of this healing college. It's not something you've ever visited, so you're not quite sure to expect.

Something better than the alchemist's college, you hope, or you might find Tawn in a worse state than when he arrived. At the very least, the building is above ground – which is, you've found, always a good start.

Inside, aware of your typically scruffy appearance, the polished floor and subtle carvings leave you certain that this place is not for the common man. A lot of gold opened the door for Tawn, and it was only his name that opened them to you. His benefactor must have expected you, smoothing out any irregularities with coin. When you drop Tawn's name at the front desk, the young woman – a girl, almost – take a long time to consult a book. Long enough that you start to worry – if he had passed away, surely they would know straight away?

“Please wait here,” the clerk says eventually, “While I summon someone who can help you.”

Admitting defeat, you find a bench and slump down on it, staring into the floor for what could be hours – or just a few long, drawn out minutes. When the crisp sound of footsteps causes you to lift your head, you spy a weary man, looking nearly as old as the Mentor. Well... nearly as old as the Mentor pretends to be.

“My name is Nenji,” the doctor says quietly, “You were here to see Moriya, correct?”

>Yes. Please take me to him
>How is Tawn doing?
>I just want to know if he's alive. I'm not staying
>I wanted to ask you something specific... (Write in)
>Other

>>46434072
We can go to the temple after

>>46434300
>>How is Tawn doing?
>>Please take me to him

>>46434300
>>How is Tawn doing?

>>46434300
>Yes. Please take me to him
>>How is Tawn doing?

So how bad were his injuries, you ask, and has he recovered from them?

“You seem like the type to take bad news well, so I won't waste time on kindness,” Nenji takes a breath, as if preparing to read off a long list of items, “First of all, we had to amputate his right foot. He had picked up the first stages of an infection on the road, and it would have claimed the whole leg, if not more, unless we acted quickly. His right hand is more or less useless as well, and the arm has lost much of its strength. There was significant damage to his skin all down his body, including facial damage.”

Bad, then. Worse, in fact, then you had feared. But that wasn't the only question you asked – has Tawn recovered?

“The gods were merciful, granting him their blessing,” a faint pride enters Nenji's voice, “Even though they have every reason to withhold their gifts. Even so, there was not much we could do. I fear he is scarred for life.”

You understand. Please, you ask, you would like to see him – is that possible?

“You can see him,” Nenji nods, “But I must ask you something. Do nothing that might provoke him, or cause him to exert himself. Some of his wounds are still delicate. Do you understand?”

Nodding, you assure Nenji that you do. With that, he turns to lead you away.

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>>46434539

“I should warn you,” the doctor murmurs as you're walking, “Moriya barely speaks. He isn't catatonic or anything like that, but he is slow to offer conversation. I trust you won't be offended if he seems... reluctant to speak. I believe he is self-conscious about his voice. Due to the damage, he has trouble with pronunciation.”

You remember. In the brief exchanges you had with him, his words had been slurred and slushy. Following Nenji in silence, you reach a bland, anonymous room. Hesitating only for a brief moment – so brief that you almost missed it – Nenji knocks before opening the door. The inside of the room is so plain that it is impossible to miss Tawn, and yet your gaze almost skims over him. He sits by an open window, still enough to be a statue.

“I'll leave you alone now,” Nenji whispers as you enter, the door clicking shut behind him. As you linger for a moment, you consider what you might say to the wounded man. You should pick your words carefully, and decide what information you're prepared to share. As much as you don't want to admit it, his injuries might have left him... unstable.

Dragging the spare chair – practically the only other bit of furniture other than a bed – across to the window, you set it down and sit opposite Tawn. Finally, he glances around to look at you. His right side is completely covered, a mix of baggy robes, clean bandages and a white porcelain mask – a small touch of vanity – shielding his injuries from view.

“Ira,” Tawn croaks, his voice rough from a lack of use, “What took you so long?”

>Things have been... difficult lately
>How are you feeling?
>You deserve to know this – I found the cult, where they're based
>Other

>>46434594
>Things have been... difficult lately
>How are you feeling?

Don't tell him about where the cult is based. I like Tawn, but he could report to his superiors about it or try for revenge if he had a target.

>>46434594
>>46434635
This. I think we should keep this secret a while longer.

>>46434594
>Things have been... difficult lately
>How are you feeling?

>>46434594
Can we offer him a position at the temple/island once he gets "better"? I doubt he'd apreciate working a desk job with the army.

>>46434783
Well like Howa he'd have to work a desk job at the Temple as well.

>>46434783
>>46434809
Even so I think we should make the offer. It shows we're thinking about him at least.

Things, you begin slowly, have been difficult lately. You would have come sooner, but you were... busy.

“Right,” the word comes out as a half-formed groan, “Musari. Killed him, didn't you? Thought you said so, but it might have been a dream. He's dead though, right?”

He's dead, you confirm, and you killed him.

“Bastard,” Tawn slurs, “Too good for him. He sold us out, sold out his own men – and why? Because he didn't get a damn promotion? I wish that bastard was still alive, so I could kill him myself...”

Tawn, you warn, calm down. He shouldn't get worked up, his doctor specifically told you that. For a moment, it looks like Tawn is about to ignore your attempt to calm him and keep ranting, but then he slumps back in his chair. The distance between you seems to grow wider as he turns his head to stare out of the window. Driven to break the awful silence by whatever means necessary, you ask the obvious question – how is he feeling?

“I itch all over,” he answers eventually, and the weak attempt at humour comes as an incredible relief. “I'm glad to be alive, Ira, no matter what these doctors say. They think I should have died – don't bother denying it, I know what they say about me. I'm not totally deaf, even if one of my ears is...” He doesn't finish that sentence, settling for shifting his mask aside to show you the melted stub clinging to the side of his head. It takes a lot of willpower not to wince.

Well, you fumble for a moment, does he have any plans for what he's going to do once he's out of here? You could put in a word back at the Nameless Temple if he wanted, maybe get him a position down in the archives...

“I've got... plans,” Tawn pronounces the word with distaste, “Ra was here earlier. He wants me back. I appreciate the offer, but... I've made my choice.”

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>>46434965

You can accept that, you assure him, and you hope his next job is one that suits him. The conversation seems to dry up after that, and you content yourself with looking out the window. A gentle breeze stirs the curtains and brings the scent of temple incense into the room. It's a nice scene, but your sentiments aren't shared.

“Look at them,” Tawn says suddenly, “Those people out there. Any one of them could be a cultist, on their way to do... I don't know what. I don't think I'm safe here, Ira. They might come and finish me off. Try to, at least.”

Looking out the window, you mostly see older people and children, enjoying the weather while the adults – those who might pick up arms – are busy elsewhere. Does he see threats even here, in this meandering group of pilgrims?

“Can't let your guard down for a second,” Tawn slurs, half to himself, “That's when they make their move. You know that, right Ira?”

>Sure Tawn, I know that
>They're just civilians, Tawn. No danger to anyone
>Paranoia won't help anyone, Tawn. You need to keep a clear head
>Other

>>46435038
>>Sure Tawn, I know that
But while paranoia is good, letting her control you isn't. Never give in the paranoia.

>>46435038
>Paranoia won't help anyone, Tawn. You need to keep a clear head
I know that's tough considering what you went through, but we can't treat every civilian like an enemy. If we do they might just join the cultists you thought they were.

>>46435038
>Paranoia won't help anyone, Tawn. You need to keep a clear head

>>46435038
>>Paranoia won't help anyone, Tawn. You need to keep a clear head

Need to say something the likes of "it's easy for me to say this while it's you who's on the bed but I need you to keep a clear mind and not lash out at everyone and everything in anger and fear"

The worst thing is, he does have a point. You've seen it before, at the Dragon's Head. The cultist there could have been walking around town earlier, only to don masks and launch their attack. The cult militia that attacked the outpost after Tawn was attacked were civilians recruited from a nearby village. These are not enemies that wear uniforms, and they can hide amongst the general population whenever they like.

Still, you tell Tawn carefully, treating every civilian that crosses his path as an enemy is no way to live. That kind of paranoia might just widen the division between the two sides, pushing more and more of the faithful into the cult's waiting arms. A little paranoia can be good, but he shouldn't ever let it control him. It's tough, especially after what he's been through, but he can't give in to it. It's easy for you to say, but...

“I... know,” Tawn tries to scowl, the visible half of his face not quite obeying, “I just don't feel safe here. I wish I did. Maybe it'll be better when I'm back in the capital, but...” Lapsing into silence, Tawn just shrugs after that. His right side, you notice, barely moves. “Listen Ira, you need to promise me something,” he hisses suddenly, reaching out to grab your arm with his left hand, “You need to keep chasing this. Don't let anything stop you. We've got to find these bastards and crush them. You understand me? We can't let them carry on with this. Musari... did he talk? Did he tell you anything?”

Just as you're thinking over that difficult question, there is a knock at the door. Nenji opens it, wide enough that you can see the other man waiting behind him. Ra, the Emperor's spymaster.

“Ira, what a surprise,” Ra sounds entirely unsurprised, “Can I speak to you outside for a moment?”

Covering your relief with a nod, you stand as Tawn's hand drops from your sleeve. You'll speak with him soon, you promise as you leave.

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>>46435332

“I heard you were in Garuna. Don't ask me how – I have my sources, even here,” Ra leads you away, Nenji slipping in to check on Tawn, “So, I see you're catching up with my future apprentice.”

Apprentice, you ask – the word, these days, has taken on a sinister connotation for you – before you realise he is talking about Tawn, is that what Tawn is moving onto?

“He can't fight, and that foot of his would make travelling inconvenient,” Ra rubs a hand across his cleanly shaven cheeks, “You've not seen him at his best, but Tawn has quite a brilliant mind for organisation. In time, he'd make an excellent “advisor” to future leaders. I'm getting old, of course, and it's long past time to start training my replacement. I think the work will suit him, even if it isn't quite as exciting as what he's used to.”

It might be safer though, you admit, than working out in the field.

“You'd be surprised,” Ra gives you a secretive smile, “I've had my share of fights, trust me. When I was working with Sho's father... well, let's just say that some of his would-be assassins weren't aiming their daggers at the Emperor.”

Sounds like he might have a few stories to tell, if you could ever pry them out of him. Still, you ask, why is he speaking to you if he was here for Tawn?

“I had several reasons to be in Garuna, and a rather convenient situation has arisen,” Ra taps a finger against his smiling lips, as if mocking the “convenience” of it all, “I was on my way to visit the temple of Selene – perhaps you'd like to come along?”

>Very convenient. I'll come along
>Sorry, I had other business
>I don't like being manipulated, Ra
>Let me ask you something... (Write in)
>Other

>>46435332
You understand me? We can't let them carry on with this. Musari... did he talk? Did he tell you anything?
I'll be level with you, yes I've got a lead, that's why it took me this long to come. I needed to make sure I've got my facts straight before acting even though a part of me wanted nothing more than to bring ruins to everyone if front of me while another wanted to pack those I cherish to an remote island and forget this mess. Neither of those options would be helpfull in the long term, there's something bigger than me, or you or Howa.

Tell him of the village and Jonas' everyday life, the kind of stuff we fight to preserve

>>46435438
>Very convenient. I'll come along
Before I do though
>Let me ask you something... (Write in)
What do you know about Sparna?

>>46435438
>Very convenient. I'll come along

>>46435438
>>Very convenient. I'll come along
>Other
Can we tell Tawn that we've got a lead to work on? It might give him a bit of hope.

>>46435438
>Very convenient. I'll come along

Very convenient, you agree with a humourless smile, but you'll come along with him. There were just a few things you needed to sort first, before you leave. First of all, you pause for a moment as you study Ra's calm face, what does he know about Sparna? If the name shocks Ra, he doesn't show it. There IS a hint of remorse that flashes across his features, but it's impossible to gauge how genuine it was.

“Sparna...” Ra shakes his head, “I know what you're referring to, of course. A serious matter, Ira, and one I'd rather not discuss in a hurry. We'll speak as we walk, once we're out of here. Was there something you wished to mention to Tawn, by any chance?”

There was, you nod, just a quick message to pass on. As Ra steps back, apparently content to let you speak privately with his “apprentice”, you enter Tawn's room and lean down to speak with him. Musari DID speak, you admit, he gave up a lead. It's something you needed to be sure about, though, and that's why you didn't come sooner. You've got a chance, you promise him, to get the lead on these bastards.

“Huh, you're not joking,” Tawn mutters, his voice low, “A lead. Wish I could be out there, chasing it down with you. Still, does me a lot of good knowing that he gave you something to go on. I feel like... like maybe something good came out of all this.”

Straightening up, you give Tawn a firm nod as you're leaving. He does look brighter now, you think, a trace of that eager light creeping back into his eyes. Outside, Ra gives you an unreadable glance – how much, you wonder, did he overhear? - and takes off down the corridor. Following, you ask him again. What, exactly, does he know about Sparna?

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>>46435820

“Understand, Ira, that I can only tell you what I've been told myself,” Ra begins carefully, “Along with my... speculations. I have quite a keen intuition, but that only extends so far. Now, Sparna. I have the report Takino wrote, which details the situation there. It was being used as a base for rebel troops, as well as storing weapons and ammunition. His men were sent to investigate it, following the attack that wounded my agent.”

And it turned into a massacre, you finish for him, the village was wiped off the map.

“According to the reports I have, the village opened fire first. The soldiers were merely defending themselves,” Ra's voice is heavy, somehow tired, “I know, Ira. It's rotten to the core. Let me tell you something – Takino won't see any punishment for this. He's one of Sho's favourites, a man who knows how to play the system. Right now, the Emperor needs hard men like Takino – and I don't think Sho really minds if a few towns are wiped clean. It worries me.”

So he knows exactly what happened there, you ask in disbelief, and he's going to do nothing about it?

“Correct,” Ra holds his hands out, empty palms up, “Which is all I CAN do. The only witness testimonies exonerate the soldiers responsible, and Takino himself has the Emperor's protection. I fear this is a situation we might see more than once in the coming days. It bothers you, doesn't it?”

>I don't like to see lives wasted, that's all
>The Emperor must know that this will just provoke revenge attacks
>It bothers me, but it must be done to maintain some semblance of peace
>Forget about it, let's just go
>Other

>>46435942
>Of course it does!
>The Emperor must know that this will just provoke revenge attacks
"If he doesn't respect his fucking people and treats them like cattle then why the hell does he expect them to respect him back? Has that boy even been outside his palace? To see the death he has helped cause?"

>>46435942
Just warn the Emperor that I will kill Takino if he keeps pushing my buttons.

>>46435942
>>The Emperor must know that this will just provoke revenge attacks

>>46435942
>The Emperor must know that this will just provoke revenge attacks

>>46435942
>The Emperor must know that this will just provoke revenge attacks
If he didn't thought of it himself, there were people to tell him, right?

Bothers you, you repeat, of course it does! If the Emperor doesn't respect the people he rules over, how does he expect them to have any kind of respect for him? He might be willing to rule through fear, but he needs to be prepared to live with the consequences of that. Has he ever set foot outside his palace, you ask in a sudden angry snap, to see the deaths he's causing?

“In truth?” Ra smiles, but it's a cold and bitter smile, “No. As a rule, he doesn't venture far out from his palace. I'd worry about him, if he was a normal child. Truly, I have to wonder where I went wrong with him...” the smile vanishes as Ra shakes his head, “Ah, he's a Tatsuhiro and no mistaking it. They would never listen to sound advice.”

He should, you grunt, or he's going to get in a lot of trouble. Even if he IS a stupid child, he must know that this will only provoke revenge attacks. He's only helped the cause of anyone looking to incite resistance against him.

“I think he does,” Ra sounds genuinely worried by the prospect, “And yet he goes ahead with it, just like he's gone ahead with every other piece of provocative and ill-considered action he's ever done. Worse, his military only encourages it. Takino is... far too eager to enforce Imperial law.”

Takino, you growl, is a bastard. You'll kill him yourself, you warn, if he keeps giving you good reasons to. There's a hint of the old Ira, the young and bloody man, in your voice as you spit out the threat.

“I wonder,” Ra's voice turns thoughtful as you walk, Selene's temple rising high before you, “Perhaps that would be for the greater good.”

His answer is a surprising one. What, you ask cautiously, did he mean by that exactly?

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>>46436256
>“I wonder,” Ra's voice turns thoughtful as you walk, Selene's temple rising high before you, “Perhaps that would be for the greater good.”
Is this guy seriously asking use to set Takino for a fall? A grand ol' murder to keep all the wanabe bullies on their toes?

>>46436256

“Never mind that now,” Ra says, with an air of forced calm. It's a voice with an implication – watch what you say, now. A coincidence that he started to watch his words once you've arrived at Selene's temple?

“Let me ask you something, Ira,” he continues, breezily changing the subject, “Do you know about the Privacy Men?”

Of course you do, you answer, the Emperor's secret police. It strikes you as absurd, then, that you call them that - “secret” police. Everyone in the land knows about them, so they can hardly be considered a secret.

“Their role was to linger amongst the people, listening to what people said and watching what they did. At first, of course,” Ra smiles fondly, as if struck by some nostalgic memory, “Then, as they became better known, they served a new purpose. If every stranger you met could be whispering back to the Emperor, would you trust them? Would you discuss your grievances and petty rebellions with them? Of course not – and that is their new purpose. It's ironic.”

Ironic, you repeat coldly.

“Oh yes,” Ra laughs politely, “Now the boot is on the other foot. There could be cultists everywhere, watching and listening. I suppose I'm just getting what I deserved – I rather regret founding the Privacy Men all those years ago, now.”

He was...

“Gentlemen,” a young priestess says, urging you to silence with her clear voice, “The head priestess awaits you. There is no rush – you are free to meet her at your pleasure.” With her message delivered, the girl departs.

“Well, Ira?” Ra raises an eyebrow, “Ready to go?”

>I'm ready
>I had something to discuss with you... (Write in)
>Other

>>46436373
>I'm ready

>>46436373
>>I'm ready

>>46436373
>I'm ready

(You know Sho could do with some time outside the capital. Teach him war just like we were going to teach the apprentices. Make him face the mass grave at Sparna himself and walk amongst his people as a boy, not an Emperor.

We'd probably have to kidnap him for that though)

>>46436373
Tell him about Jonas' village and how they could gain from an influx of younger people, maybe even have their own child go back home only for a short while.

>>46436472
>Sho could do with some time outside the capital.
Woulda worked before he got on the throne, now it's gonna be much harder

>>46436373
>>I'm ready
>>46436481
But ask this as well.

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There's one matter you'd like to mention, you begin as you start to stroll towards the head priestess' chambers. A little village – a nameless one, now you think back to it – that has suffered from a loss of their young and healthy due to the Emperor. The settlement is a humble thing, but it won't survive the next generation without some new blood – or the return of their youth. It might be a long shot, but is there anything Ra can do about that?

“Hmm?” Ra sounds a little... confused, almost. It's as if he can barely comprehend thinking on such a small scale. Considering he has a whole kingdom to spy on, that might be the case. “Is there a reason this little village means so much to you?”

They were kind to you, you tell Ra with a shrug, and they deserve your kindness in turn. Besides, they're still Imperial citizens, no less deserving of the occasional mercy than a capital nobleman.

“That's a point,” Ra concedes, “Alright, Ira. I can't guarantee anything, but I'll see what kind of strings I can pull.”

That's the best you're likely to get. Letting the issue lie for now, you allow Ra to lead you into a secluded room. Maab chose a suitable dark and theatrical room for this meeting. It feels like a meeting of co-conspirators, more than anything.

“Perhaps that's appropriate,” Maab, sitting in a deep pool of shadow, purrs, “After all, we're the ones trying to steer Tenngaru's future according to our own designs. Hello Ira, it's been a long time. You're looking a little worse for wear, I see.”

Well, you reply slowly as you touch your eye-patch, it's a hazard of the job.

“Indeed?” Maab's painted lips curl up in a small smile, “You should think about retirement. It's good for your health.”

[1/2]

>>46436721

“Can we not get distracted quite so quickly?” Ra asks, a faint note of irritation in his voice. He doesn't sound particularly happy to see Maab, and you can guess why. The last time you spoke with Ra, he seemed entirely unaware that Miura – a possible bride for the Emperor – was Maab's daughter. Not a man that takes not knowing things well, Ra.

“Oh, settle down,” Maab teases, “Sit, both of you. I'm sure you're both very busy, so I think we should keep this brief. I wanted to ask you two about Miura, and whether or not we should arrange for her to “meet” the Emperor.”

Is this up for debate, you ask carefully, or does she just want to gloat about her plans?

“It's quite a dangerous role, you know,” Maab gives you both a cool smile, “Being an Empress would paint a target on her back, and there's already been one attempt on her life. Perhaps I'm having second thoughts about whether or not I wish to risk my own flesh and blood.”

“Fine,” Ra replies immediately, “Call it off. There are other ways to strengthen ties between the two cities, ones that wouldn't put so much power into your own hands.”

“Really?” Maab's smile doesn't falter for a moment, “Care to name them, then? No? Face it, Ra, you're hoping that a nice submissive wife would give your little Emperor a safer outlet for his energy. Meanwhile, I'm prepared to offer up my own child – ah, but perhaps that's a poor choice of wording. It makes the whole affair sound rather... sacrificial.”

You hate politics. Why are you even here, if these two are just going to bicker?

“Because having a third perspective can be very useful,” Ra admits, “And you've sought peace and stability just as much as any of us. You've earned this role, Ira.”

Damn it.

>I never asked for this role
>I agree with Ra. This would just hand power over to you, Maab
>I agree with Maab. Sho needs someone to guide him
>I've got my own idea of how things should go... (Write in)
>Other

>>46436933
Moloch how would Miura being the Empress give power to Maab just because she is her daughter? Didn't she give Miura up and they are barely like family anyways?

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>>46436933
>I never asked for this role
>I agree with Maab. Sho needs someone to guide him

I still can't get over a priestess of the Moon goddess having that portrait. I just can't.

>>46436933
>>I never asked for this role
But now that it fell into my lap I'll give it my best.

Just for the lulz, think of Soma and Sho being married, watch the fireworks in our mind.

>>46436992

>That's what Maab claimed. I imagine she has a lot more influence over Miura than she let on. Essentially, Maab's idea revolves around giving Miura "advice", that the Emperor would then take. However, this assumes that the Emperor would be vulnerable to manipulation - quite a risk.

>>46437013

>Irony!

>>46436933
>>I never asked for this role
But it seems nothing gets done unless I get involved these days.
Maab
>I agree with Maab. Sho needs someone to guide him
That said
>I've got my own idea of how things should go... (Write in)
Maab needs step down as the head priestess and must agree to be guarded by Ra's men.

>>46436933
>I never asked for this role
"If I had my way the boy would be looking at a mass grave right now, seeing the direct results of his orders, but I suppose that isn't realistic now is it?"

>I've got my own idea of how things should go... (Write in)
"Miura's fate, Miura's choice. Give her all the facts and let her choose."

>>46437107
>"If I had my way the boy would be looking at a mass grave right now, seeing the direct results of his orders"
That and talking to Lapis face to face.

>>46437134
Actually, has anyone tried asking Lapis whether the railroad will desecrate the river or not?

>>46437168
Hell if I know. No one actually talks to the gods except Ira half the time.

>>46437168

>Holm, the high priest, claims that it would. However, nobody else has spoken with Lapis on the issue.

>>46437191
Well Holm is an arrogant idiot if I remember right. Hell Lapis even called him that.

>I apologize for this, but the next posts might take a little longer than usual. I've had a few issues thrown my way that are slowing things down.

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>>46437293
No problem.

You never asked for this role, you curse, but since they've dropped it into your lap you'll give it your best shot. It seems like that's the only way anything gets done these days, forcing you to do it.

“This is a role that many would kill for,” Maab says mildly, “There's an incredible amount of power here, in this small room alone. Don't you want to step up and help us guide this land into the future?”

All you want, you mutter darkly, is to drag the Emperor all the way from his palace to Sparna and make him stare into a mass grave. Maybe then he'd realise that he wasn't playing with toys any more, and there were real lives at stake – but that's not a very realistic wish, now is it?

Silence follows. “I suppose not,” Ra says eventually, clearing his throat, “Although I dare say it would get results. Good results, though? Perhaps not – you'd likely end with your neck in a noose. In either case, I think we should stay focussed.”

Fine, you sigh, then you'd have to agree with Maab. Sho needs someone to guide him, and if that means Miura has to step up and play her part...

“Nobody is denying that the Emperor needs a strong guiding hand,” Ra interrupts, “But I don't think he would benefit from having the esteemed high priestess here pouring poison into his ears.”

“My, Ra, are we speaking about poison?” Maab chuckles, “I could tell Ira here a few things about poison. Ah, but you're right, we should stay focussed. Perhaps I would stand to gain a certain... influence over Sho and Miura, but is that really such a bad thing? Come now, Ira, I was a Wanderer once as well, remember – I know how to keep this land peaceful.”

That might be true, you admit, but what about Miura's opinion here? Perhaps she should be allowed to meet Sho and make her own mind up?

[1/2]

>>46437492
Right, humor me, what if after meeting Miura, Sho decided that he doesn't want to marry her? Not like he needs a reason as some of his more...questionable choices can prove.

What if he likes dudes?

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>>46437492

“Oh, I was never going to force her into anything,” Maab insists, “This was always going to hinge on Miura's willingness. Of course, if not for our – ah, why not be honest – if not for our manipulations, she would likely never get the chance to meet him. That's what we're here to discuss, arranging for the two of them to meet under... natural circumstances.”

“The Emperor hosts many private events,” Ra explains, an underlying note of frustration in his voice, “Were Miura to attend one of them, she would have ample opportunities to bond with the Emperor – potentially leading to a harmonious relationship. At first, I was all in favour of this idea – but less so now. I can't quite understand your motives, Maab, and that makes you a hard woman to trust. I'm not sure I like the idea of you holding so much power.”

Honestly, neither are you. You have a proposal, you suggest. In theory, you agree with Maab – Sho needs guidance, and she might be a good choice to give it. However, she needs to be kept in check. She should stand down as Selene's head priestess, and take one of Ra's chosen men as a bodyguard. These are troubled times, you add, and her safety would be important.

Another moment of silence as the pair consider your suggestion. Maab's painted face is cold, revealing nothing. Ra, on the other hand, allows open curiosity to flicker across his features. Maab would hold significant power – or so she assumes – but he would have a watchful eye by her side at all times. Under the circumstances, it might be the best option he has.

One final question, you announce, what if Miura meets Sho as planned... but Sho doesn't fall for her? What if he isn't, you pause here and cough awkwardly, what if he isn't the marrying type?

“Then all this would have been wasted effort,” Maab shrugs, her heavy robes whispering, “And we'd both move onto our next schemes.”

Huh.

[2/3]

>>46437681

“I've known Sho since he was a baby,” Ra begins delicately, “And I've never seen any indication that he might be, well...”

Miura might just not be his type, you interrupt, that's all you're trying to say. There are certain things that people should not imply about an Emperor, after all, and his inability to sire an heir is one of them. Even in private, you know better than to throw about the wrong kind of suggestions.

“Again, then all we've done is waste time,” Maab sighs, “Which, incidently, we're doing right now. I'm in favour of getting these two lovely children to meet – what about you, Ra?”

“Fine,” he decides after a moment, “If Miura has no objections, I can't very well stop her. I'll make the necessary arrangements once I've returned to the capital. I think that concludes our business here. Ira – I'll leave you to see yourself out. I'm a busy man, at the moment, and I can't afford to linger.”

“What a shame,” Maab covers her mouth and laughs softly as Ra stands, bows and hurries out, “We can keep each other company instead. Tell me, Ira, I have an offer that might interest you.”

You're not sure you want to hear her offer – you're not looking for a bride, after all. Well... you're not looking for one HERE.

“How would you like to meet the goddess?” Maab asks in a low and reverent whisper, “How would you like to speak with Selene herself?”

>I'd like that a lot
>I'd rather speak with Miura, in private
>I'm not taking anything you have to offer. I'm leaving
>Wait, I want to ask you something... (Write in)
>Other

>>46437846
>I'd like that a lot
I do have questions for her.

>>46437846
>>I'd like that a lot
Wouldn't mind talking to Miura too sometime, but this is more important.

>>46437846
>I'd like that a lot

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>>46437681
>Huh.

>>46437846
>I'd like that a lot

This isn't an offer that you'd get given lightly, and it just happens to come now that you've got some questions you want to ask her? As Ra might say – very convenient. Still, you know that you might not get the chance again in a hurry, and so you find yourself agreeing to it. You'd like to meet the goddess, you tell Maab, you'd like that a lot.

“I thought you might,” Maab gives you a smile, one that reveals absolutely nothing, “It's a rare chance for someone outside the temple to meet with her – and yet, I was specifically told you offer you this invitation. The goddess herself asked to see you, Ira.”

Interesting, you murmur to yourself as Maab leads you out into the more public areas of the temple. With the white stone glittering around you, she guides you towards a spiral staircase and begins the ascent. Selene, you assume, waits above.

“Some things to keep in mind,” Maab warns you as you walk, “Selene is the mistress of the full moon, but her dominion also falls over the future and absolute honesty – the truth, in other words. Do NOT lie to her, or you risk divine punishment. However, this honesty goes both ways. In fact, do you know what our oldest law is?”

You don't know, you reply honestly. In truth, the priestesses of Selene keep many of their rituals and ways secret – strange, for followers of such an honest god. Then again, not revealing the truth isn't the same as concealing it...

“No lie shall ever fall from Selene's lips,” Maab quotes from memory, “As we were given that truth, so I give it to you. Now, just go on ahead. This is a private meeting, you know.”

You've got to wonder just how private, but you don't speak your doubts aloud. Instead, you press on up the stairs until you reach a heavy door. Pushing it open, you take a step inside and prepare to meet the goddess.

[1/2]

>>46438166

It comes as quite a disappointment.

You're sure there's a good reason for it – something to do with her true radiance burning out your one remaining eye, perhaps – but it still comes as a disappointment. The circular room is devoid of any other person, and almost completely empty in general – save for a curious contraption in the middle. Like a giant... telescope, almost, it reaches up through the domed room and juts out into the sky. Something used to study the stars and the moon, perhaps? It's not the only thing here, though. There's a large mirror, the silver surface polished to perfection. Standing before the mirror, you study your reflection.

And then it moves, even as you remain a statue.

“Do not be alarmed,” your reflection says in the voice of perfect androgyny, “I am Selene, mistress of the moon. I've watched you for a long time, human, and I find myself increasingly curious. You move across this land with purpose, unlike so many others. They are led – but you, perhaps, may become a leader.”

It's uncanny, hearing that barely human voice coming out of your borrowed form. Even when you move, the reflection acts independent of you. Overall, not what you were expecting. It's far more... sinister.

But then, maybe that's what you should have been expecting, given recent events.

>What do you mean, “a leader”?
>Long ago, you gave a man a vision of a terrible future. Was it accurate?
>I wanted to ask you about a lens. You know what I'm talking about, don't you?
>I had a question that needs answering... (Write in)
>Other

>>46438327
>>Long ago, you gave a man a vision of a terrible future. Was it accurate?

>>46438327
Do the dead trully know peace from the evils of this land?

>>46438327
>What do you mean, “a leader”?
>Long ago, you gave a man a vision of a terrible future. Was it accurate?
Or was it accurate at the moment that you gave it and things have changed already? Or did you give him a glimpse of one of many potential futures?
>I wanted to ask you about a lens. You know what I'm talking about, don't you?
I need to learn the truth. About Makai and everything else.

>>46438327
>What do you mean, “a leader”?
>Long ago, you gave a man a vision of a terrible future. Was it accurate?
>I wanted to ask you about a lens. You know what I'm talking about, don't you?

What does she mean, a leader? Is she trying to get you to “step up” just like Ra and Maab were, urging you to get involved in their conspiracy?

“They are not leaders, no matter how much they choose to pretend they are. Ruling from the shadows is not leadership – it is manipulation,” the reflection intones, “Already, you have steered this world along a new path, guiding the next generation towards their fates. Your apprentice, Koa, is only one of those you have led. There is a great weight of responsibility upon your shoulders, Ira Furyo, and only you can decide whether or not to accept it.”

That certainly rings true – you have been something of a leader to Koa, among others. One truth, easily gained, doesn't prove anything though. With that in mind, you move onto a more pressing question. Long ago, she gave a man a vision, one that depicted a terrible future. Was it accurate then, and is it still accurate now? Or was it merely one future amongst many, one single possibility?

“I remember it well. Normally, the past is distant to me – I leave that to my drowned brother – but this is clear. It was an accurate vision... of a possible future,” your reflection smiles benevolently, an expression that doesn't look quite natural on your face, “This is the way of foresight, it can never produce a perfect vision. Men have free will, Ira, and nothing can change that. Knowing their fate can make men act in strange ways.”

So the vision of the future he saw might be averted? It might never have come to pass in the first place?

“Correct,” Selene nods, “But perhaps he saw the vision that he needed to see at the time.”

Predicting the future always gives you a headache.

[1/2]

>>46438607

You wanted to ask her about a lens, you ask next, she should know what you're talking about. A lens that will guide the way to some ultimate Truth, one that ties into Makai and everything else. She knows about it, doesn't she?

“I know about it, yes,” your reflected face grows sad, downcast and forlorn, “Those three lenses guide the way to the ultimate Truth, the one that slumbers in lost Makai – now found, of course. You wish to seek out this Truth, do you not?”

You do, you tell her, you need to learn this Truth.

“Know this, Wanderer,” Selene begins slowly, “And remember that I speak with honesty. Every possible future that will lead you to the ultimate Truth will also lead you to your death. In all but the least likely outcome, you will never find the answers you seek. Even if you are successful, it will break you. You will die without satisfaction, or you will die a lunatic cripple. Abandon this foolish pursuit, Wanderer, I urge you. Without you, this land faces a far darker future. You could be a leader... or your bones can be buried in Makai's grey ash.”

That's... not a very positive prediction. But it's not certain, is it? You've got free will, so you could – potentially – find a way to avert your death, right?

“Every future I have seen ends in your demise,” Selene repeats, “Perhaps it is not impossible, but... This world needs you, more than you need this Truth.”

>No, you're wrong. This Truth is worth anything
>If it really is a hopeless search, I'm better off abandoning it now
>I won't let the gods plan out my fate any longer
>Other

>>46438785
>If it really is a hopeless search, I'm better off abandoning it now

>>46438785
>Other
I just don't get it. Sho's and Seer's outcomes are extremes that I don't agree with. Sure I could probably find a middle ground, something for people to rally behind but how the hell to I prevent what happened to Makai, the rest of the world if I am ignorant to what happened?

>>46438785
>Other
>I suppose I can lead the land to a better future and /then/ go searching for the ultimate Truth. Or leave it to my apprentice, maybe.
>Wouldn't want to leave Howa an early widow.

>>46438785
>Other
Can't you just tell me what happened to Makai? Human hubris? Sorcery? Evil gods?

>>46438785
>Other
The Truth can wait till we can handle it

>>46438785
>Other
About your drowned brother. There was some hateable thing pretending to be him. Do you know anything about it?

>>46439118
This!

You just don't understand what this world seems to be expecting from you. Sho and the Seer are both extremists in their own way, but there has to be a middle ground. You might even be able to find it, to act as the leader Selene wants you to be and guide the people towards it. In the end, though, what good would it do if Tenngaru suffers the same fate that Makai succumbed to? How can you stop that, if you don't know what caused it?

Can't she just TELL you? Was it the hubris of man? Some act of sorcery? An evil god seeking to destroy their enemies? All you want, you find yourself shouting, is some answers!

Selene, your borrowed image, says nothing. It just stands there, head bowed and shoulders slumped. In that pose, you see yourself as she predicted – a broken man, beaten down by the Truth and waiting for death. It's... grim, a frightful image that seems to scar your mind.

If it's really such a hopeless search, you sigh, perhaps you ARE better off abandoning it – or at least letting it wait until the land doesn't need this “leader”. Even then, throwing your life away in some vain pursuit might not achieve anything – save for leaving Howa on her own, a widow.

“Find peace in what you can already reach,” your reflection advises, “Men and women have taken peace and comfort in their families for countless generations, and so can you.”

Peace. It feels like a strange concept to you, especially so soon after that particular strain of Makai rage had boiled up from your heart. It makes you think, that memory, and recall her drowned brother. You ran across something claiming to be Nodens, you ask, some hateful thing. Can she tell you what it was?

[1/2]

>>46439265

“Perhaps a worm that feasted on his corpse,” your reflection smiles sadly, “A monster of sorcery, spun into existence by men that later joined my brother in drowning. Sadly, they were less suited to it than he was... is. Their creation, left abandoned, took on a strange kind of insanity. These... sorcerer's pets often did. Half-formed things have weak and fragile minds, you see.”

So it was nothing more than a beast that you put to death?

“Rejoin, human, for it was righteous work. Such things should be destroyed, for their mere existence is an insult. This land owes you a debt for that alone,” your reflection keeps smiling, trying to offer you some faint solace. “I'm sorry, Ira Furyo, but my time in this manifestation is over.” It adds after a long moment, “We must part, now.”

Nodding numbly – you've gained some answers, even if you didn't much like them - you turn to leave. Then, the sexless voice calls out to you.

“There is only one way to ensure that Tenngaru will not meet Makai's fate,” the fading image declares, “The last sorcerers must be destroyed. Burn their bodies, crush their bones and scatter their ashes. Only then will this land be safe.”

...More bad news.

>I think I'll end things there for tonight. Next thread on Tuesday, and I'll stick around for a while in case of any questions!
>Sorry for the delays and any substandard writing, I've been a little under the weather today

>>46439363
Not that substandard, really. Like in not at all.

>>46439363
Alright so it was Sorcery. Or at least part of the reason.

Thanks for running Moloch.

>>46439363
Thanks for the run Moloch!
I thought your writing was fine, if that's any comfort.
If anything, I'm actually kind of glad to know what will happen if we pursue the Truth. All we ever got before were extremely vague warnings of how dangerous it was.

>>46439363
Can Makai be restored? Probably should have asked her that.

>>46439409
>>46439494

I'm glad. I had a moment of total memory loss when Maab showed up and forgot all my prep work. It had me worried!

>>46439556

Makai cannot be restored completely, no. With a heroic effort, it might find some small hint of life though.

>>46439605
Hmm so now that we are putting the Truth on indefinite hold...what now?

I suppose heading back to the Temple to give Mentor an earful and get an earful from Howa is in order, but after that I'm not sure.

Finding our 'middle ground' I suppose.

>>46440045

I've got a variety of material prepared, so I'll be interested to see where we end up going. The Nameless Temple is a choice, but there's also the capital. Either way, I won't be going in blind!

>>46440108
If I am remembering the map correctly isn't the Temple pretty close to Garuna?

>>46440132

Yes. Garuna and the Nameless Temple are very close, especially compared with the capital.

>>46440159
I noticed Maab didn't really agree to stepping down as High Priestess if Miura does decide to marry. Everyone kind of went silent.

>>46440458

Yes, I feel like I should have expanded on that at the time. It's probably best to assume that the idea is under consideration, to be decided when/if Miura becomes Sho's bride.

I mean, neither of them might be alive when the time comes, so it might not matter!

>>46440552
>I mean, neither of them might be alive when the time comes, so it might not matter!
Ominous. Things about to pop off?

>>46440650

Well, the situation is delicate!
There is something big coming, but it's early days yet. Nothing to worry about!

>>46440752
Something to do with Soma asking if we had friends in the Southeast?

>>46440840

Ah, I've made a terrible mistake! That should have been South-WEST, when it was mentioned at the start!
I'm going to have to do some hasty rewrites

>>46440958
Southwest huh? That's the Capital and the people around it no? Lets hope Aya is chasing some story away from there went shit goes bad.

>>46440999

The capital is close to the southwest, but the general region is mostly farmland. There is a single military camp in the are that watches over things. It would be a pretty bold move for the cult to attack the capital though!

>>46441126
How far reaching is Aya's newspaper? Do villages get them or only outposts?

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>>46441169

Copies of the newspapers will generally only go to outposts, but from there they usually find their way to the surrounding villages. At that level, though, they're more like newsletters shared by the whole community. The idea of one copy per person is pretty much entirely a capital thing.

Also, I have a new map of Tenngaru that I made earlier today. It's a little huge, though, and has a few towns marked that we've not visited yet.

>>46441252
Well we if do become a leader of...something her newspaper could be a way of reaching out to people. Slander both sides by exposing truth. The massacre of Sparna, the attempted massacre of Solitude that was orchestrated by the cult, Seer's end goal with the evil gods.

Let the people be informed, aware and let the them choose their own fate on their own without manipulation and Christ I am channeling Amelia again.

We should just kill the emps and the sorcerer, and then retire.

>>46441433
Seer probably needs to go, but flat out assassinating Sho could bring some bad shit with it. We need to plan carefully when it comes to the Empire.

>>46441395

Interestingly, I feel that's exactly what Aya would choose to do. Spread all the information equally, and let people decide what they want to do. It's risky though, since it would make enemies on both sides of the conflict. Even so, she's the type who'd be willing to put her neck on the line.

>>46441433
>>46441475

Well, it would certainly shake up the situation. The retirement is an interesting choice, kind of an "It's your problem now, losers" thing!

>>46441503
How isolated are the villages from each other and the capital? Other than the occasional traveler do villagers not really know what's going on in the empire?

>>46441664

The villages can be very isolated, but most of them have enough links with the rest of the land - traders moving between towns and nearby outposts among other things - that the news can circulate. News can travel slowly, however, and sometimes it gets twisted along the way. On the other hand, there are some communities which are very isolated. If they're self sufficient, they can get by without ever contacting someone from outside.

So, there's a mix but the general trend is for villages to stay informed, even if they aren't quite as up to date as people in the capital might be

>>46441764
Well we are in that era, maybe they should be more connected with unbiased news. With them isolated as they are right now its too easy for the cult and Emperor to get away with shit that should cause uprisings.

Ironically the railroad might be a good way to bring more people together if it weren't mystical aspect of the river. We should really talk to Lapis again.

>>46441856
>We should really talk to Lapis again.

I think we might get our chance pretty soon, I have some material prepared for that part of the world, and I don't expect a side trip would take too long!

>>46441942
Are we going to have a chance to talk to Miura before we leave next thread? Might be good to touch base.

>>46442242

We'll have the chance to speak with Miura, yes.