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Welcome back to Tai Lung's journey on the path of redemption, not only form himself but for those around him as well. In our last thread, the crew had managed to find a pattern to the raider's attacks on the villages in northern China. Deciding that even if the majority of the company can handle an entire army on their own, it would be best if the stealthy approach was taken. The plan was simple, use a poison to somehow knock the entire raider army out then sneak in to retrieve the stolen coded scrolls back from them. The group take a small detour to the small town of Taishi to resupply and develop a formula to acheive their goals without killing anyone. During their stay, Tai Lung purchased gifts to surprise the others during New Years, signed up to work as a city guard, and got caught up in the oldest tale known to man. The story of forbidden love between two star crossed lovers. An Bo, a young fox and daughter of a wealthy clothing trader, had fallen in love with Guang, the son of the local tavern owner despite her mother's racist opinions. Having promised An Bo to an arranged marrige, Tai Lung found himself rallying the town around the poor girl to save her from being sold off to a man she didn't love. Meanwhile, Xin Lan continues Ming's training by focusing on increasing her flexibility and speed while Renshu spends his free time helping the alchemist develop the poison to use against the raiders.

Even as our heroes work hard, stories of a mysterious noble arriving and asking the town for help with a reconstruction effort are uncovered. This noble had asked the Captain of the guard to offer supplies and protection to a nearby town as it was being rebuilt. Though in the middle of explaining that such a thing was not possible, the Captain was interrupted by the town's mayor who promptly herded the noble to his home. Little did the Captain know that delivery of said goods was promised behind his back and the noble left the next morning. The town in question? Xiqi, also known as the town Tai Lung and his friends deduced to be the likeliest location of the raider's base of opperations.

Currently, Tai Lung is paying a visit to the reunited couple while his friends continue their work. Renshu and Ming focusing on a bout of inspiritation with their formula and Xin Lan investigating the town's mayor and his connection with the noble.

Archive: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=Tai%20Lung%20quest
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>>4573463
We're back motherfuckers!
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You hand over the now empty mug to Guang before facing An Bo. "Well, what interests you?" You ask. "Or what skills do you have? Perhaps we can find a way to incorporate them into the tavern?" An Bo fidgets a bit.

"Oh...I'm just...All I really know is how to make clothing. I'm not sure if that can help the tavern." She says quietly. You think for a moment.

"What about interests?" You ask. "Sometimes passion is all that it takes to start you on the road to a new skill. Hard work and dedication can always compete with with raw talent."

"W-well...I'd like to try and learn how to brew." She says. "Maybe cook? I've always made food while my mother and I traveled but I've never done it for a lot of people at once."

"We're not much of a eatery." Chuanli says. "But food and beer always go together. If you want to try your hand at cooking, I can show you what we serve. Maybe you might come up with some new ideas. I've never been one for cooking nor have I had ever had the time to run a kitchen and a bar with so many customers. Having more hands would definitely open up more options."

"Well it seems like that's two things you can try your hand at." You say. "Is there anything else you can think of?"

An Bo thinks for a moment. "No. I can't really think of anything." She admits.

"Don't worry An." Guang says. "You'll find your place. We'll try everything. You'll find something."

"Just give it your best." You say.

"I will." An Bo says. "...thank you. For everything."

You shake your head. "I didn't do anything. All I did was stumble across a few things. You're the one who decided how you wanted to live. All you need to do is to continue being the one who is in charge of your life. No one else can tell you how to live." An Bo bows and nods.

"You heading out then?" Chuanli says. "Not much to do this late at night."

>What do you say?
>Agree with Chuanli and head back to bed. Tomorrow is a new day and hopefully Xin has some news by the end of it.
>Stick around a bit more and talk. (What do you talk about?)
>Say that you are heading out but go do something else before you go to bed. You think you can push back going to sleep just a bit more though you have been pulling consistent all nighters for the past few days.
>Write in.
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>>4573503
>Head to bed

A good sleep is as essential as food.
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>>4573503
>>4573507
Yea let's call it
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>>4573507
>>4573542
Heading to sleep it is then. Writing.
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"Yeah. I've been pulling a few all nighters. I think I need the sleep." You chuckle. "I'll see you guys tomorrow then. If anything happens don't be afraid to look for me." You say as you stand up.

"We will." Guang says giving you a wave. "Assuming it's something I can't handle of course. Gotta fight my own battles."

"Have a good night." An Bo says. Chuanli gives you a nod and goes back to counting up the day's money. You bid your own goodnights and step out into the cool night air. As you walk back to the inn, you look at the night sky and wonder what Xin Lan was up to. Your thoughts then turn to Ming and Renshu working on the formula before you resolve to find or make a few days free for everyone to spend time with one another. You wonder if you could some how make Feburary a free month so you could all celebrate New Years together. Then again it simply seems like problems find you. Still, you weren't one to simply give up at the thought of things going wrong so it wouldn't hurt to at least try and have a month off.

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The inn is quiet as ever when you arrive. Going up the stairs, you can see candlelight flickering from under Ming's door. You're tempted to knock and say your goodnight but instead you decide to leave the two be. They seemed to be caught up on their work and you didn't want to bother them. You open the door to your room you see that Xin Lan was still out doing their covert work as when you enter, you notice their clothes are still on Renshu's bed. Tired from your days and nights of work, you simply flop on the bed and bury yourself in your blankets. Sleep promptly finds you and for the third night in a row, you enter into a dreamless sleep.

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You awaken the next morning as sunlight pours on to your face meaning you slept in as you're usually up earlier than this. Yawning, you're at least grateful for a restful sleep and as you are getting out of bed you see someone else fast asleep. Rather than move their clothes aside, you see that Xin Lan simply buried themselves in the pile of clothing and blankets before going to sleep. Their ears cover their face and you find it oddly fitting for them to have done so despite the fact they were still learning about emotions. Perhaps they were finally forming a personality or perhaps they were simply too tired to do so. Nonetheless, you stretch and get ready for a new day.

>What do you do?
>Go get breakfast. See if the bakery is open and bring everyone something to eat.
>Get to work. Might as well patrol for the day. Xin said they would probably need another day to talk to the mayor and you plan on asking Renshu for help this afternoon leaving you with a full day to do something.
>Try and go back to sleep? You're not sure if you can but the sheets do look awfully tempting.
>Wake up Xin. See if they have any new info on the noble.
>Write in.
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>>4573586
>Get everyone breakfast.

Be the best big brother
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>>4573586
>Go get breakfast. See if the bakery is open and bring everyone something to eat.
Get some food and check in
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>>4573602
>>4573669
Sorry was making food. Getting breakfast for the friends. Writing.
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You quietly open the door to your room and step out. The white rabbit doesn't stir or make a move or at least pretends not to. Once your in the hallway, you make your way out into the streets and towards the bakery. The two bakers were uncharacteristically calm this time. As they approach you, they give you a smile and wave.

"Hello there!" The woman says cheerily. "Wonderful morning isn't it?" You nod.

"A bit chilly but I always felt that helped me wake up for a nice run." You admit.

"Oh not for us!" The woman says happily as she sorts some baked goods. "We'd much rather huddle near the oven but that just makes the mornings nicer."

"What can we get you?" The man says.

"Do you guys still serve breakfast? A friend of mine came by here once and brought some delicious food." You ask.

"Oh that's nice of you. It's nothing amazing but yes we have some nice poridge right now. Freshly made!" The man says.

"I'll take some of that, some of that bitter tea. My brother liked that. Can I get some soup as well with some bread?" You look around a bit more. "You have any fried goods? I know someone who loves those and then just some sweet teas." The two bakers eagerly gather your rather large order as you count your coins. Soon enough you have a large bundle wrapped in a large cloth. You pay the two and gather all your things in both your arms. "Thanks." You say placing the coins on the counter and heading back to the inn.

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Setting down the large bundle on your bed, Xin Lan is still fast asleep. You watch them sleep for a bit as you hesitate to wake them up. Your hesitation ends when you start to feel like a bit of a creep and you gently poke the rabbit's head. Your friend stirs for a bit before pulling the blankets tightly. "Ming...five more minutes. Stripes can come and wake us up later. You can run with the big guy." You gently shake Xin Lan a bit before they open their eyes and look at you. "Oh, it's you." They mumble sitting up and staying wrapped up in their blankets.

"Good morning to you too." You say amused. "Funny, I figured you'd be the kind of person who didn't care what time of day they awoke."

"I don't. I just like pretending I'm not." They say as their nose wiggles. "Food?" They ask. You nod.
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"Yes, food." You say ruffling their ears. "You need me to step out while you get dressed?" Xin Lan responds by simply hopping out of their sheets. Luckily for you, they're still fully dressed in their stealth outfit as they dig into the bag. You tell them what's theirs and step out to go get the others. You knock gently on Ming's door and a few moments later, a very disheveled Ming pops her head out. She let's out a groggy noise that you think is a greeting. "I have food." You say gently. "Bought some more stuff from the bakery. It's in my room. Unless you want me to feed it to Xin. Got some things for Renshu too." Ming gives you a small nod and slinks back into her room. You give her some space and head back to your place to unpack the rest of the meals. Soon enough, your friends walk in albeit a bit tired looking and you all start to eat.

>What do you do?
>Eat in silence. Seems like everyone is still shaking off last night.
>Start a conversation. Maybe that will get everyone more alert. Something not work related.
>Ask about everyone's tasks. Maybe a bit more focused conversation will get everyone going.
>Write in.
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>>4573821
>Eat in silence. Seems like everyone is still shaking off last night.
Just enjoy the food.
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>>4573821
>Start a basic conversation
What do you think of the food?
You know, I've recently got a new sensation, that I can sense where you all are.

Just some silence then light stuff to break it up but the last topic will get their attention. I think Renshu will like that.
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>>4573821
>Eat in silence. Seems like everyone is still shaking off last night.
Let everyone wake up a bit
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>>4573831
>>4573827
Just gonna be quiet for a while. Let everyone wake up. Writing.
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I have to say op, I am proud that you picked this up when the og OP fucked off back in thread 1
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>>4573945
Thanks! I'm happy people are enjoying it. Honestly expected everyone to lose interest after the first thread considering how back and forth it was between if it was still alive, who was the new QM, and where the game was going.
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You sit down on your bed to enjoy your meal. You're friends still seemed to be rubbing the sleep from their eyes as they ate and the warmth slowly spreading throughout the room didn't seem to be helping. Though soon the weary looks were washed away with looks of contentment. Once again the food from the bakery was of excellent quality. Perhaps this is what people meant when they said that you could taste the love someone put into their food. At the very least you could tell that the bakers were passionate about their craft and every ounce of effort went into their creations.

"Good..." Xin Lan says quietly as they lean against their brother sleepily. Renshu pats their head gently as he takes a drink from his tea. Of all the people, he seemed to be the one fully awake now. Ming yawns and stretches.

"This is sooo good." She agrees. "I could go back to sleep now but then the food would go cold."

"What happened to all that endurance training?" You teast taking a bite out of a sandwich. "Thought you were supposed to be able to go on forever." Ming gives you a smile.

"The food it too powerful." She says taking a drink of her sweet tea and dipping her bread into the soup.

"It does seem like the bakery here weilds some unnatural control over flavor." Renshu jokes. "Enough that even our vast endurance is no match. Which is why I reccommend you go order a cup of my tea."

"No...it's gross." Xin Lan says groggily. "No gross stuff after good food." They yawn and stretch as well trying to fight off the sleep. "Can we all just nap for the rest of the day? I feel like we've earned it."

"I'm afraid we still have work to do." You say. "We only have a few days left here if we want to stick to the one week limit we placed. Need to finish up."

Xin Lan grumbles a bit and grabs a cookie. "When'd you become the no fun patrol? I told you his job was a bad idea. Now he's policing us in our own sleeping quarters." They say waking up a bit more. "I need to talk to the mayor then."

"Renshu and I need to finish up our formula." Ming adds. "We're close. Just need to test a few more alteration and we can start making our final batch that we'll use."

"What will you be doing today?" Renshu asks politely.

>What do you say?
>Say that you wanted to ask Renshu for help today.
>Say that you'll just be earning a bit more money just in case.
>Say that you'll be checking up on An Bo's mother. She mentioned that the husband to be in the arranged marrige was supposed to arrive yesterday. Best you make sure she don't have anything planned.
>Write in.
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>>4574036

>Say that you'll just be earning a bit more money just in case.
>Say that you'll be checking up on An Bo's mother. She mentioned that the husband to be in the arranged marrige was supposed to arrive yesterday. Best you make sure she don't have anything planned.
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>>4574172
I'll support but I will also add
>Wanted to ask Renshu for help later.
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>>4574172
Support, but try to not be direct with the mother with no name, if she sees us she will probably screech louder than a banshee.
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>>4574172
>>4574260
>>4574415
We got guarding to do and mental health in the afternoon. Writing.

Also I just realized Renshu is alive again. So you've averted sad end #2. Didn't plan on that. Nice job anons. No sad buns on that front.
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>>4574421
>One of the bad ends involved Renshu being his undead self
NANI?!
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>>4574444
>Implying Renshu was still around in that ending.
That ending was far sadder than that
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>>4574446
>Implying saddest ending isn't Tai Lung being forced to slay Renshu, thus causing a string of events that leave china in ruins with only Ming able to face him in mortal combat for The dark soul The dragon scroll to unfuck the situation

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2y2NBCVdyJ4
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"I'm going to keep working." You say as you swallow a bite. "A bit of extra coin won't hurt. Plus I want to go check on An Bo's mother. Maybe it's just me being stubborn or the fact every one we faced didn't know how to cut their losses but I don't think that woman will take what happened sitting down."

"Clearly she's the greatest threat China has ever faced." Xin Lan teases. "I say just leave it. Best to not give her anymore reason to go around yelling."

"Do you really thing she can cause anymore trouble?" Ming asks. "I mean, her daughter spoke up againt her. It's not like her mom can force her to get married."

"Major trouble isn't really what I'm worried about." You admit. "But being a nuisance and harassing innocent people is." You take a drink. "Other than that, I'd like some help with something Renshu." Renshu gently lowers his cup.

"Yes?" He asks curiously. "What can I do to assist?"

"With some meditation." You admit.

"Certainly." He says. "I can make some time this afternoon. I'm sure we'll have most of our alchemical work done by then."

"And I can use that time to get some food." Ming says. "It's been a while since we've all eaten dinner together. Or I can nap. I'm sure Xin would like some company given how I find them buried under their sheets." She says giggilng.

"That was one time!" Xin Lan shouts. "Those sheets were super comfy. I saw you black out the moment your head hit the pillow too."

"How would you know that if you were fast asleep?" Ming counters with a grin.

"I...just know is all. When you're fully trained, you'll be able to do that same." They argue.

"Right. I look forward to that." Ming laughs. You and your friends continue to talk through breakfast but as always, the food and drink run out and you're all forced to face the fact that it's time to get back to work. Once your room was cleaned up, you all say your goodbyes and depart to get your tasks done.

>What do you do?
>Go to the guard station. Get paid and see what's up.
>Go on patrol. Make sure things are still settled down before you get on doing anything else.
>Go shopping. You have some coin on you now. Perhaps you can go buy something you've forgotten.
>Write in.
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>>4574473
>Go to the guard station for pay and to get a sitrep
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Considering it can never happen now, the sad end was "triggered" in the event Xin Lan somehow learned to feel again. See, Renshu was bound we previously mentioned and that was because Xin Lan did it. Once the younger sibling realized they had murdered their only family left, for a brief moment they felt truly and utterly alone. Unable to deal with both that fact and feeling these emotion for the first time, Xin unknowingly bound Renshu to the mortal realm so they wouldn't be alone. But seeing as they didn't know, they retreated back into their emotionlessness and assumed Renshu was truly dead. When Xin Lan finally got their emotions back or when they finally realized that Mind and Tai Lung where their friends in more than just the litteral definition. When they truly felt in their heart what their friendship meant...well Renshu's "task" as it were, to keep Xin Lan company, would be complete and Rensu's spirit would move on. And you know how that would go.

So the bad end is more bittersweet? Mostly because at the time I hadn't figured out the whole afterlife judge thing. Basically the moment Xin Lan found happiness, it would be time to for them to say goodbye to their only family. Had a nice speech written where a teary eyed Xin would hold Renshu's fading hand as he introduced his friend for the "first" time. But as running a game always goes. Players find a way to circumvent a GM/QM's plans and I think thats what makes running a quest fun. Keeps you on your toes and forces improv.
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>>4574481
See, friendship kills.
True loyalty to your friends saves lives.
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>>4574484
the true final boss of this quest is finding the perfect gifts for all of your relatives. Brother Renshu and Xin, and sisters Ming and Xin. Also convincing dad that he techincally is related to rabbits now. In a weird "I swear my life to you." kind of way. Holidays at the Jade palace will be fun.
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>>4574495
>Brother Xin and Sister Xin

XIIIIIIIIIN! YOU DON'T GET TWO GIFTS JUST FOR CHANGING YOUR DRESS!
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>>4574495
Shouldn't we have to give gifts to Master Tigress too? Since she is also technically our sister?
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>>4574473
>Go on patrol. Make sure things are still settled down before you get on doing anything else.
>Go to the guard station. Get paid and see what's up.
Do our job and get paid.
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>>4574502
I think she'd just appreciate us never coming back, and/or the opportunity to try and beat us senseless.
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>>4574497
That legitimately sounds likes a conversation that would happen.
>>4574502
I said final boss not hidden super boss. Although the thought of Tigress begrudgingly taking your gift and secretly liking it sounds super wholesome and cute. But yeah, she's your step sister. Both you and her are adopted by Shifu.
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>>4574507
Do not invoke the power of tsundere step-sister Luo, you are already meddling too far with the wacky misunderstandings, headpats and lewd comments with Xin.
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>>4574511
I am stepping to close to Chaos, I must practice self control. Though to be honest, Tigress seems more like the person who'd go the opposite route. She'd plainly tell you how she felt. Both you, Shifu, and her are like that. Blunt and to the point though in TL's case, he's kind of moving away from that or at least trying to temper it.
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>>4574512
I'd also honestly think her contempt would taint any sense of 'like' that she had about any gift.
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>>4574505
>>4574477
Taking these votes and I'll get to writing.
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Maybe I'll do a noncanon thing for chirstmas. Just for fun.
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You decide to make a quick stop by the guard station to see how things are going. You doubt there was anything going on that was increably threatening but it wouldn't hurt to have a look. When you get to the station the two guards look somewhat surprised to see you. You give them a wave before they approach you. Confused you ask, "Something wrong?"

"Captain wants to see you." The procupine says. "We were just about to go look for you."

"But we couldn't decide who was going to go look." The monkey admits. You supress the urge to sigh. Instead you say,

"Well it's lucky that I decided to drop by. Mind showing me the way?" The two guards nod and lead you to the back of the guard station where the captain's office was. Stepping in, you see that the desk had been replaced with a rather basic table and the office itself was much tidier than before. All the papers were cleaned up and the maps were put away. The captain motions the two guards away and you close the door behind you.

"Captain." You say politely and then go quiet to wait for the man to respond.

"I got a visit from the mayor this morning." The captain says. "He says someone came to him with a complaint. Would you like to know who it was?" You don't respond but instead find yourself standing straighter. The captain's tone reminds you much of your father when he was lecturing you and you can't help but following old habits. "The mayor insisted I fire a certain guard. Something about an abuse of power. Overstepping their bounds. For once, I find myself in agreement. Leave your badge on the desk. You're fired." The captain goes to pull a file from a nearby shelf and moves to study it.

>What do you do?
>Hand in your badge and leave. You don't need it to do good.
>Point out how out of character this seems. You just got a raise and now you're being fired? Not to mention that the captain didn't seem to be the one to capitulate to random demands from the mayor and An Bo's mother.
>Don't turn in your badge. Say that you won't be pressured to quit and neither should the captain be forced to do something.
>Ask to keep your job. Point out how what you did was the right thing to do and was well within your rights as a guard.
>Write in.
>
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>>4574567
>Hand in your badge. Now that we're not a guard, is there's anything he needs done off the books?
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>>4574567
>Point out how out of character this seems. You just got a raise and now you're being fired? Not to mention that the captain didn't seem to be the one to capitulate to random demands from the mayor and An Bo's mother.
>Hand in your badge and leave. You don't need it to do good.
It doesn't really matter, when we uncover the noble (if he isn't just an idiot), take down the raider camp and recover the scroll we can deal with the mayor's corruption/incompetence.
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>>4574567
>Hand it in
>This seems a little odd and for the record we didn't abuse our power. Can we get an explanation?
>Any other troubles needs doing?

We don't need the job or pay really, but I'd like to know why. And it amuses me to imagine that TL doesn't act any different when he's handed in the badge, just going on to make sure that the day is made better..
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>>4574578
maybe rephrase this to
"Are there any other troubles around town". Saying it like >>4574571 does implies that we are offering to do more illicit or underhanded actions for the captain, which can be taken poorly.
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>>4574571
>>4574574
>>4574578
We don't need no stinkin badge but something is sketchy about all this. Writing.
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You remove your badge from your pocket and place it on the table. "Bit odd." You say. "Didn't think a raise constituted a warning for being fired or the fact that you're listening to the mayor and his cronies. What exactly were you told?" You ask. "That being said, now that I'm no longer a guard. Have you heard any rumors of trouble in this town?" The captain looks up from his file and looks at you.

"You're a good guard." He says. "Someone I could have used in my squad back in the day. Someone who's too talented to simply have stumbled around here by accident. I'm not a idiot. A snow leopard just happens to walk into my office, one who is built like a monster and walks around in the way only a man of war can? Considering all that's happened, I'm surprised you even decided to join the guard. It's lucky for you that I was too busy to take notice for the first few days. At the moment it doesn't matter. I need a man who can get work done. If you were the person behind the attacks on the villages, I'd have heard more from you."

"I'm not but in all fairness, what gives you the idea that I'm not the one behind everything?" You ask.

"Well for starters, you're coherent." The captain says. "All reports from what few refugees we've gotten stated that the attackers spoke some kind of forgein language. Could be japanese for all we know but the fact was they spoke nothing else other than their own native language. You're also meddling with the love affairs of a trader. Even if it was an excuse to survey the town, you'd be better off simply watching from a distance. You're too conspicuous to be wandering around town anyways."

"Bit of a roundabout way of doing things but why fire me? You could just have assigned me to it as part of my job. I'd have done it." You say. "Unless that woman is pressuring you to do so."

"While both are true, they're unimportant." The captain says. "That woman is loud idiot and I don't have time for her. Frankly I'm looking for any reason to throw her in a cell for a few days. What's more important is I need someone who isn't working for the guard."

"Keeping your job safe? I don't play those kinds of games." You say.

"I'm keeping both of us safe. More importantly, I'm keeping this town safe." The captain replies. "By firing you, I'm throwing suspicion off the both of us. If I send one of my guardsmen to do this then I'm basically outing ourselves."

"And what exactly do you need me to do?" You ask warily.
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"I need you to go and survey Xiqi." The captain says. "This whole fiasco with the noble has been bothering me. The mayor is an idiot as well and he maybe looking after himself first and foremost but even he should have seen how odd of a request this should have been. He was too eager to do as he was told."

"I'm not sure." You admit. "People can be that stupid. You don't think the mayor has some ulterior motive do you?"

"Not sure. However, I want to make sure the people I sent are safe or at the very least I have can at least let their families know they're no longer with us. If the mayor catches wind I dispatched another guard to Xiqi and he is somehow tied to the raiders then it'll give them more reason to strike here in retaliation. Furthermore I want you to look into this buisness with the noble while you're there. See what you can find out or if there's any tracks you can follow. If this town falls then at the very least I want to make sure the others are on their guard."

>What do you say?
>Write in.
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>>4574683
>I'm sorry to say that my friends and I are already ahead of you on that. We've been in town preparing for an expidition for investigating Xiqui and to deal with the raiders. They are led by a female snowleopard, that part is no lie but she speaks some broken chinese and they are [either mongols/not japanese, depending on what we know], and they have something in their possession that will threaten the entire royal family. As it is, we need 3 more days to be ready and I've already sent a friend to see if the town is in ruins.
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>>4574683
>Well Captain, you are in luck, because me and my companions were already planning how to investigate and stop the raiders, and we been trying to investigate this noble since you talked about him.
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>>4574738
Also maybe mention we already sent someone to scout it out and are waiting for them to return (I don't know if he will believe we can talk to elementals)
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>>4574705
>>4574738
Sorry captain. We're already on it. Writing.
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>>4574751
Could also tell him our assumed name, Xeubue, wandering kung fu master, as a sort of "proper" introduction.
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"Lucky for you Captain, I'm already doing that." You say. My friends and I have been in town preparing for an expedition to Xiqi and how to deal with the raiders. According to our intel, their leader is a femal snow leopard though I don't fault the survivors for not paying attention to those details. She can speak Chinese though it's heavily accented. We're still not sure what her nationality is. What we do know is that they are in posession of something that threatens the enire royal family and the stability of China as a whole. Though The Five have been notified, we can't wait for them." The captain looks you, stunned. "We're very good at what we do." You say. "For now though, I'm sticking to what's going on in town. If there's anything you need me to do, I'll be happy to help."

"But what of the mayor?" The captain asks.

"As far as we know, the raiders have acted independantly of anyone in town." You say. "That's not to say they have had not help just that we've not found evidence of it. It could be possible that this noble might be in league with them or they're simply very incompetent. The mayor simply seems incompetent. He's looking for an easy way to rise in the ranks or to look good. Talks to anyone who seems to have any form of influence. Sounds about the same for that lady friend of his. I already have someone investigating him and his connection to the noble, we'll see if anything turns up by the end of the day I hope."

The captain nods. "That's...good." He says. "Not used to being preempted by someone." You shrug.

"I don't usually work with people." You admit. "Having a group to work with is a fairly new experience for me. Just so happens that we all work well together."

The captain stays quiet. "I don't suppose you'd admit to it..." He starts. "But are you special forces by any chance?"

>What do you say?
>Say that you are. It's not entirely a lie. You and your team certainly are special all things considered.
>Say that your identity is on a need to know basis. He can come up with his own conclusions.
>Smile and say you have absolutely no experience with the military. This job as a guard is your first every interaction with it. Ask what he means about special forces.
>Say that you're just a passing through martial artist. Things kind of just found their way to you.
>Write in.
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Gonna go make lunch. Be back in a while.
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>>4574886
>Smile
>"I've no experience with the millitary, I'm just a man who tries to fix things and help others, be the mountain to break the wind of misfortune as well as he is able. Do I act like your special forces?"
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>>4574886
>You won't like hearing this, but it's important that you do anyways. I'm Tai Lung, and I'm doing everything in my power to repent for my unforgivable crimes. I can't take back what I did, but I can still help the ones that I've hurt.
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>>4574895
>>4574886
Support
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>>4574899
Lets do like we always do, and leave the name until we leave.

Once we have the mongol's leader and hand her off, we can tell him our name. Until then, we work together with our false one.
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>>4574886
>Say that you're just a passing through martial artist. Things kind of just found their way to you.
Just your friendly neighborhood martial artist.
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>>4574914
ech
you're all still cowardly about it, i see
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>>4574924
And you are still leaning upon hopes that they permit us to continue rather than use force to stop us, which would end with their breaking, I see.

But no matter. There will come a time where we are no longer seen as the monster we were and our name will see more widespread use.
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>>4574924
Not him, but I personally find that revealling our identity after finishing the job and then moving makes a better history.
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>>4574936
Our actions can't then be multiplied by the preconceived notions they have about us.

Xuebu the leopard gets into a bar fight with a drunk, then after some talking the truth that the drunk started it can come out.
Tai Lung does the same, and he's tried to murder another guy.

Apply the same principles to insults, mistakes, going off on your own and any matter relating to trust. It's working with a mill around your neck for no real reason.
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>>4574895
>>4574905
>>4574919
Taking these votes. Writing.
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"I have absolutely no experience with the military." You say with a smile. "I'm just a passing through martial artist who tries to fix things and help others. Be the mountain to break the winds of misfortune as well as he is able. Do I act like special forces?" You ask slightly amused.

"Well you're certainly far more competent than most people I've met in the military." The captain grumbles. "I'll pay you when you get back. You'll get your severance pay on the way out." He says as he buries himself in his papers again.

"Is there anything else you need help with?" You ask.

"Just don't cause trouble." The captain says. "You're technically still a guard." He adds pushing the badge towards you. "I fired you 3 days from now and as far as the mayor is concerned I didn't see you until then. But you sure as hell did your job correctly. Didn't see any abuse of power." You grin and grab the badge off the table. As you turn to head out the captain finishes with, "If you ever want to settle down. We'll always have a position for you here."

You nod. "Thanks, I'll keep that in mind." You say before closing the door behind you and heading towards the front. You ask one of the two guards for you pay and are given another bag of coins. That's probably what the captain meant by severance pay. At the very least it'll keep you and your friends going for a while. You give your thanks to the two guards and head out to patrol once more.

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The town itself seemed a bit more empty today. There were empty stalls in the market place and not as many people were wandering around. You wonder if it was because the weekend was around the corner and people were simply a bit more lax today. It's not until you reach the traders camp when you see another facet behind the town's emptyness. Many of the traders had left, leaving large open spaces in the camp grounds. Asking around, you are told that trading season is coming to an end. Many of the merchants have sold as much as they could and were moving off to another town or had bought what they wanted and were ready to do the same. It made sense though their presense certainly made a difference. It also meant less people to hide around when you wanted to check up on An Bo's mother.

>What do you do?
>Sneak around. You're pretty good at it and there's still enough people to try and hid around.
>Ask around town to see if An Bo's mother has been causing trouble. Best you get information before you confront her.
>See if you can find the supposed husband. You know most of the people in town by now. You should be able to find a new comer.
>Write in.
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>>4575146
>Ask if she's been causing trouble or if there is a new comer in town
>Avoid being seen by the mother as much as we are able.
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>>4575146
>See if you can find the supposed husband. You know most of the people in town by now. You should be able to find a new comer.
We know nothing about him and his family, so time to fix that.
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I kinda wanna know how badass spec ops are if he thinks we are one of them.

Though granted, we've only displayed a keen mind and will to power (charisma to enact change), so maybe they are not sterling fighters but rather really clever motherfuckers.
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>>4575163
Well, we showed up out of nowhere with a team, start looking for the rumor mill while embedding in the local power structure, had a lot of intel, specially very sensitive giving that's about the wellbeing of the royal family, deduced the location of the raiders while the captain didn't notice. It sounds like something a spy for the crown would do. And we didn't fight anyone so the captain isn't really comparing power levels, right?
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>>4575186
Competent yeah, but special forces is quite a conclusion to leap to.
Not impossible and probably a subject of his millitary incination, but still
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This talk of super spy Tai Lung inspired me to do this.
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>>4575676
This is the dumbest thing I've ever seen

I love it!
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>>4575676
That is hilarious. I love it.
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>>4575153
>>4575155
Sneaking around to see if there's anyone new in town. Writing.
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>>4575676
>Meatbun, steamed not fried
>The name's Lung, Tai Lung.
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You dip back into a crowd. For now, observing from a distance would serve you best. Better than confronting or being caught by An Bo's mother. You move around the edges of the camp and keep a look out for anyone new in town. The supposed groom to be should have arrived by now and with all the traders leaving town, it gives you the best opportunity to find him. Keeping your distance you ask around the camp and in the market place if there was anyone new in town. Most people simply shrug and offer little help though you don't blame them. The average person doesn't pay much mind to others, especially when dozens of traders are flooding the town and then leaving. However, one or two mention that they think they saw a new cart arrive recently though they're unable to point it out to you.

After a while of questioning, you see the old clothing mender walking towards you with their cane. "Officer." He says and you raise a hand in greeting.

"Is there something I can do for you?" You ask and the old man nods.

"I'd like to report some suspicious activity." He says. "Someone came into my shop yesterday asking for that young girl you mentioned."

"Did they say why they were looking for?" You ask. "Who was asking?"

"It was this tall man. Bulky and well built. I'd say he was some kind of smith. Had the smell of metal on him. Says he was looking for the young lady who was meant to be married but wouldn't say why. When I asked what he meant, he would only say that she needs to return where she belongs."

"What did you tell this man?" You ask.

"Nothing. I told him to leave my house. I don't want anything to do with that." He says. "But I also don't want some poor child coming to harm because of my inaction. I've never met her but if Chuanli is willing to house her then I assume she's a good girl. It wouldn't be right if she's dragged back to marry that brute. Not right at all." The old man shakes his head.

"I'll see to it that this is all cleared up." You say. "If something is going on then I'll get to the bottom of this."

"I hope you do." The old wolf says. "This town isn't much for this kind of drama. We simply want to live in peace not be the stage for someone's romantic trists."

"I assure you, that the only one here causing trouble is the girl's mother." You say. "Anyone else would have seen that what they were doing is wrong or at the very least attempt to compromise. If there's nothing else, I'll get to work." The old man nods and bids his farewell before slowly walking away.

>What do you do?
>Go find this mysterious man. He's probably the groom and is none to happy that his deal is falling through.
>Go confront An Bo's mother. This has to stop now. It's no longer harassment, she's now actively consipering against someone.
>Go to Chaunli's tavern. Warn the family that things have starting heating up again and to keep their heads down for a bit.
>Write in.
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>>4575796
>Warn the tavern, quickly and quietly.
First things first, inform the people needing protection.

Next on our list is finding the guy
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>>4575796
Go to Chaunli's tavern. Warn the family that things have starting heating up again and to keep their heads down for a bit.
>Go find this mysterious man. He's probably the groom and is none to happy that his deal is falling through.
The town guard wont help them, so unless the family has mercenaries Chuanli and An Bo should be safe. We warn them and then go solve the problem directly, after all we still have to medidate with our bro later.
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>>4575796
Slightly worried there. The smell of metal could be copper. Which as we all know, is the scent of blood.

An bo was intended for a mercenary warlord perhaps?
He should be a fox, unless something is off with this deal.
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>>4575796
I'll back this >>4575808
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>>4575825
If he isn't a fox, than it could be a hired guard or mercenary.
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>>4575805
>>4575805
>>4575826
Going to warn Guang and the others. Writing.
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>>4575837
More time for a martial arts fight!

Shame we can't throw the first punch.
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>>4575859
Just catch all of his attacks. It's a classic move.
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>>4575884
"You may have 3 strikes without retaliation" Is always a classic martial hero move. Usually reserved for masters though.
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You quickly make your way to the tavern, making sure to keep an eye out for any stranger who smells of metal. You make it to the establishment without any issue though you were kind of hoping for some. At the very least that would mean you could catch whoever was searching in the act. For now you'll have to make due with warning the family of what was going on. The tarvern is now emptier than ussual and you make your way to the empty bar. As you wonder where the owners are you hear a shy voice say, "W-welcome. What can I serve you today?" You turn and find An Bo standing there.

"An, already at work I see." You say a bit amused. An Bo nods.

"Yes." She says happily despite her nerves. "I'm only allowed to serve the basic drinks right now. Guang has been teaching me how to mix some but I'd like to get better at that first before I try." She admits.

"What about food?" You ask, trying to calm An Bo down a bit before telling her what's going on.

"Oh, that's not ready yet." She says. "We're trying to find out what we should serve. Mr. Chuanli wants simple basic food but Guang wants to try some new things." An Bo giggles at that. "He's full of ideas."

"But what do you think?" You ask. "Remember that your opinion matters. No more letting people run your life."

An Bo nods. "I'm not sure to be honest, but I want to try and serve food that reminds people of home. At lot of the people I saw here are travelers so I'd like to make them feel more welcome or at least have them feel a bit of the home they leave behind when they travel. I think that would make them want to come back or at least give them comfort." You nod remembering how you and your friends always felt the most content and happy after a good meal. You're not sure about Xin Lan and Renshu but you were sure that you and Ming always felt better after being reminded of home while you ate.

"I think that's a great idea." You say. "Good food and drink always beat travel rations."

"Yeah but it's not an actual suggestion though." An Bo says. "Just a vauge idea."

"A vauge idea is often the foundation for a great result." You say. "Just look at Guang. He said it himself that his drink ideas are just based on what he thinks would go good together and you've seen the results."
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"Yeah but...Guang is so smart." An Bo says. "He's always coming up with ideas and suggestions. I don't think I could every do anything like that."

"Nonesense." You say. "All you need is practice and time. As long as your passionate and work hard, you'll acomplish your goals."

"I hope you're right." An Bo says. "I really want to help."

>What do you say?
>Tell An Bo that wanting to help is the first step. She's on the second one already which is doing what she can to help. Soon she'll be the one who others come to for help rather than offering it.
>Ask An Bo where the others are. She seems relaxed enough to hear the news.
>Ask An Bo if she's heard from her mother. Maybe she tried to make contact with the young woman.
>Order a drink and keep making small talk until the others come here. Best that they're here for what you're about to say in case An Bo needs support.
>Write in.
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>>4575921
>You're on the second step already, just keep at it.
>ask if her mother has tried to make contact
>Ask where the others are, they should be present.
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>>4575921
I'll back >>4575929
Though we might want to tell them individually to keep suspicion down.
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>>4575964
Perhaps, we could just tell the dad rather than the other two.

But it's official police stuff to inform them of potential threats.
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>>4575921
>Tell An Bo that wanting to help is the first step. She's on the second one already which is doing what she can to help. Soon she'll be the one who others come to for help rather than offering it.
>Ask An Bo where the others are. She seems relaxed enough to hear the news.
They at least need to stay all together, no kidnapping or ambush will happen on our watch
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>>4575968
I think An Bo needs to know if she's being a greeter
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>>4575996
Which is where the "official police" part comes in.
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>>4575929
>>4575964
>>4575973
Sorry about that. Chores got away from me. Writing.
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"Wanting to help is the first step." You say. "However you are already on the second one which is doing what you can to help. Keep at it and soon you'll be the one people to come to for help rather than you being the one offering to help." An Bo just blushes at that. Getting a bit more serious you lean in for a bit of privacy. "Has your mother tried to contact you at all?" An Bo stiffens a bit and shakes her head.

"No. I haven't seen or heard from her since I came here." She says. "But I haven't left this building either. Guang says it's safer for me to stay here until we know my mom has left...if she leaves."

"Where is Guang and his father?" You ask.

"Guang went to go buy groceries and his father is in the back room getting another keg ready since we finished one today." An Bo replies. "Did you want to talk to them?"

You nod. "It would be best if we had everyone here but you and Chuanli will have to do. Could we speak in the back?" An Bo nods and leads you behind the counter.

"Did you have a question?" Chuanli asks from the other side as he sets a keg down. "Oh it's you. Something wrong?" He asks clapping his hands out of habit as if he were removing dust from them.

"I have something to report. Thought it would be best if everyone heard it but I can't wait for Guang to get back." You say.

"Then you better say it." Chuanli replies.

"I've gotten word that someone is looking for An Bo." You say. "A tall man who smells of metal. It's not one of the villagers but no doubt it's all tied to her mother. Seems like she won't take no for an answer."

"You think this man is dangerous?" Chuanli asks.

"I don't know but until I do, I think it's best that both Guang and An Bo stay here and keep their heads down just to be safe. I'm already investigating this but I thought it would be best if you and your family had a heads up. As far as I'm aware, they don't know of An Bo's location. Otherwise they'd have checked here. The other townsfolk aren't talking so it's unlikely they'll find An through them. However, this is a public establishment and it's possible they'll simply start checking every store just to be thorough."

Chaunli crosses his arms. "So we're just supposed to hide, eh?"
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"I can't make you do anything." You say. "Not as a guard and certainly not as your friend. If you don't like that plan then the next best thing I can ask you to do is to simply be together with at least one person with the other. That way if someone tries something, it won't go unnoticed. You can still operate your establishment and both me and the law will be on your side if someone tries anything within here."

Chuanli grunts. "Well, if you insist." He says. "We'll have to wait for Guang to get back to tell him but if he doesn't show up, we'll come find you." You nods.

"Thank you. I'll come to you as soon as I find any developments or if this thing ends somehow." You say before departing and heading back out.

>What do you do?
>Go talk to more people. With a description, perhaps they can show you where to find the man.
>Head straight to the camp. If this person is with An Bo's mother then you'll probably find them there.
>Go back to the guard station and give the rest of the guards a heads up. Maybe they can help you.
>Simply wander around town. It's not that big and if you begin asking around then it could give the people you're going after a heads up.
>Write in.
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>>4576236
>Go talk to more people
>Speed around the town, moving quicker we can probably see him if we move fast

given that the man was talking to the mender a while ago, it's good bets he is still searching the town.
If we do find him, We can simply state that we've heard that he is looking for a young girl and that sounds sketchy as fuck, which is our job to investigate.
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>>4576244
Agree, I am picturing this person to try and do the whole physical intimidation to Tai Lung. Very amusing
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>>4576244
>>4576346

lol support
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>>4576244
>>4576346
>>4576350
We're gonna ask around town and look for the man. Let's see if he can bully someone who is a living weapon. Writing.
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You go around town once more, this time asking around with the description of the man. Your search proves much more fruitful this time around than simply asking for new arrivals. Various townsfolk explain that they were stopped by the very same man. Though his apperance and the air around him were menacing, he did them no wrong. The most incriminating act you can gather is the fact that we was quite blunt and to the point which most people found offputting if not slightly rude. You couldn't really fault the man for that. You, yourself, were the same often prefering to simply speak to the point rather than mince words. Nonetheless, he was looking for An Bo and many of the villagers did express concerns of what he might be up to which,again, you could relate to though this did force your hand a bit.

As a guard it was your duty to protect and serve, and as Guang and his family's friend you had a duty to make sure they were safe so you continue your search for this mysterious man. You search leads you around town a bit more before you find your mark. A large brown furred feline was exiting the general store. He was muscular and well built, almost your height as well, though from his frame and muscle mass you can tell he was no warrior. The muscle he built up, according to your expert eye, was through the repetition only achieved through hard labor. It was too focused and overbuilt to be that of a martial artist or weapon weilder who's training would lead them to develop their muscles in a more broader sense. Still, that didn't mean he wasn't a threat. The man walked swiftly and quiet confidence. This surprises you somewhat as you were expecting a more arrogant or cocky stride. One that belongs to a man who is used to getting their way through brute strength and knows people would not stand up to him. Not the quiet stride of a man who is certain of themself but feels no need to prove it. You watch him for a moment and he stops a random townsperson. The citizen seems rather frightened but the man simply speaks to them plainly and waits patiently for an answer. When he receives it, he shows no indication if he is pleased or upset at the response but simply nods and moves on which is when you decide to approach him.

"Hello." You say raising a hand in greeting. The man stops and looks at you but says nothing. Undaunted you continue. "I've heard that you've been looking for a young woman. Is this true?"

For a moment the man says nothing before responding with a, "Yes."
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You show the man your badge. "I'm with the guard. I don't mean to offend but you do realize that this would appear to be very suspicious and off putting to many? As such I've been asked to invtigate this."

Again the man simply nods and replies with a simple, "I know." You almost frown, you suspected that it would be hard to get information out of this man but you never thought it would be because of how brief he is rather than willing trying to be decitful. Perhaps a more direct line of questioning would be better.

>What do you say?
>Tell the man that the girl he is looking for isn't here. He should leave before causing trouble.
>Ask the man specifically who they're looking for. You've already been on one end of misunderstandings. Better to not put somone else on that end.
>Ask the man where he's from. How did he come across this town?
>Write in.
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>>4576524
>What is your business with her?
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>>4576524
> he likes blunt so ask why, if we get an answer that doesn't answer the question, keep asking why.
> If it is benign escort him, if it is not, warn him off
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>>4576524
>> he likes blunt so ask why, if we get an answer that doesn't answer the question, keep asking why.
>> If it is benign escort him, if it is not, warn him off
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>>4576524
>What's your buissness with the girl.

Best to be blunt
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>>4576524
>Ask the man specifically who they're looking for. You've already been on one end of misunderstandings. Better to not put somone else on that end.
Who he is, who he's looking for and why. You know, the basics.
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>>4576803
I think that's covered in the "whats your buissness". But if it isn't then forgive my assumption and I'd support.
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>>4576571
>>4576590
>>4576594
>>4576652
>>4576803
Being very annoying about asking questions. Writing. Spent all day yesterday doing chores and errands I couldn't do because of a cold.
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"I'm afraid I'm going to have to ask. Why are you looking for her?" You say crossing your arms. "You're aware as to why people would be suspect."

The large man seems unfazed by your questions nor do his eyes give away anything and remain stoic. Nevertheless he answers your question, "It's my job." He says. You raise an eyebrow somewhat surprised at the detail of that response. At least the man wasn't giving you short answers to be beligerent. It was just that we was quieter than even you.

"Who hired you?" You ask getting to the point. Depending on his answer, you might actually have something solid to use against An Bo's mother.

"My employers." He says. You nod patiently.

"And what's their name?" You press.

"The Feng family." That name didn't ring a bell though if you had to guess they might be an important trader family if they're tied to An Bo and her marrige.

"Do they normally hire people to search for others?"

"No."

"So why are they looking for the girl?"

"To bring her home."

"Did they tell you why?"

"No."

You stand there a both amused and slowly getting frustrated. The man whoever doesn't seem to be annoyed by your questions and he certainly doesn't seem simple minded. You study him a bit more to try and get a read on him. He was neither nervous nor agitated but his body was tense even for someone who did hard labor. You can't quite put your finger on it however but it doesn't seem that the current situation is the cause for it. Maybe if Renshu were here, he could figure it out. People walking about are casting glances at you and you feel that your slowly losing your covertness by hiding in the public slowly slipping away.

>What do you do?
>Ask if he's ok doing this? Looking for a girl and questioning strangers certain doesn't seem like the kind of job most people would want to do.
>Ask if he has any idea why they would send him looking for the girl.
>He does smell of metal as the mender said. Ask if finding people is his primary job.
>Ask how much he's being paid. Perhaps it can give you the idea of influence his employers have.
>Ask if he knows why the girl is no longer with her family.
>Let the man go. You're probably not equipped to interrogate this man.
>Write in.
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>>4578153
>Is finding people his primary job?
>Do you know why the girl is no longer with her family? [Does he give a shit?]
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>>4578088
Hope you are feeling better mate.
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>>4578153
>He does smell of metal as the mender said. Ask if finding people is his primary job.
>Is he the only one they send?
>Is the girl An Bo?
If there are more we go find Guang, if not we deal with him and the Feng family (ideally peacefully)
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>>4578170
Good idea. Though I'm not sure mentioning her name would be good.
Eh, I guess there is no downside, since we can just vanish or refuse him if he attempts to stop us.

But if he's not a bounty hunter naturally, then the Feng family could be holding a debt over his head.
But who else has the name "family" after their name usually? She could have been married off to the triads. Unlikely, but potentially.
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>>4578175
They could be minor nobility, be a family of bureoucrats, wealthy traders, arrogant people, the triad or all of the above.
I'm betting on arrogant traders simply because it's the kinda of people the Great Enemy would like to mingle with.
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>>4578175
What >>4578184 said. "Family" tends to be a bit of a status symble. When a ummm...family uses it, it's usually to claim great importance. A bit of showing off in the vein of "Yeah we're that family." The only reason that it doesn't crop up that much is because TL has only really hung out with people who don't have much to their family name and most of the people he knows don't actually have family names. Out of your group only Ming has a last name and it's Ming. Her first name is Chan. Xin Lan is a single name (because I don't know how chinese first and last names work and it sounds fancy) and Renshu's "first" name is Wu which is chinese for Shaman so technically Renshu's first name is Renshu. Tai Lung doens't have a last name either. He's adopted and Shifu I presume has one but it's never been mentioned and I like to imagine he went full Jedi and gave it up to become a kung fu master.
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>>4578157
Also, I'm feeling much better than a few days ago. Thanks for well wishes!

>>4578156
>>4578170
Asking these questions. Writing.
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>>4578184
>>4578191
I may or may not be going through "I want to keep punching criminals" withdrawl.

But I remmebered all our friends names.
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>>4578205
Hang in there, we will soon have an entire army to punch
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Or the Five. That's always fun right?
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>>4578211
Always fun!
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>>4578211
Oh, I was worried they would also deduce the location of the raiders, B line towards there with no care and cuck us out of a fight after we spent so much time planning.
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>>4578222
>Smash down the gate, Find the five there. Have a dreadful realisation that we've been delegated as clean up
TL: "Wait, that's illegal."
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>>4578222
I'd never do that to you guys.

>mfw
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>>4578235
The five has therefore bit off more than they can chew, and we come in at the end while they are surrounded, making for a humiliating trope reversal of classic chinese wuxia/xanxia fiction of the mentor coming to save their prodigal students, instead now being indebted to their enemy?
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>>4578235
It's ok, it just mean they have to give a fight in the bandit's place. Without us holding back.
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"Do you know why she's no longer with her family? If it's something underhanded, then I have to know. It's my duty as a guardsman to help." You half lie.

"Kidnapping?" The man says. "Mother was shouting it."

You give the man a look. "What do you normally find people for the Feng family?" You ask warily.

"No."

"What do you do?" You ask.

"Blacksmithing."

"Then why do this?" You ask and for the first time the man remains silent. You wait, assuming he was thinking but he doesn't respond. "Do you even care?"

The man remains quiet for a bit more before saying, "Yes."

"Have they sent anyone else?" You ask.

"No."

"What's the girls name? If she's kidnapped then why haven't her parents come to tell us? Is there a note?" You ask.

"An Bo." The man says quietly. "and I don't know."


>What do you do? (Writing for a man who replies in single words is harder than I thought.)
>Let the man go. Go confront An Bo's mother. Making false claims of kidnapping is too far.
>Go find the man's employers. Maybe they're under the wrong impression. Or they could be just as bad.
>Go to the tavern and get An Bo and Guang. It's time they settle everything once and for all. This is getting out of hand.
>Go get the captain. Things are starting to escalate and it's time the law comes down on it.
>Write in.
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>>4578279
>Find the man's employers, maybe get him to tell us if he can.
>Before we leave "It wasn't kidnapping, I can tell you that much."
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>>4578279
>Is there any reason for them not to simply ask the guard captain? Sounds more like she ran away.
Let's get him questioning his mission here
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>>4578286
Sure, that can work.

Lets not try her mother. Even if we have our excuse of "not been to see the captain" I don't want to use it.
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>>4578279
>Go find the man's employers. Maybe they're under the wrong impression. Or they could be just as bad.
Ok, since it's only him, An should be safe in the tavern. Let's go talk with the Feng, although they probably are assholes because no one with a brain would like the Thing, it's better to be sure.
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>>4578284
>>4578286
>>4578310
Looks like we're going to meet the Fengs. Writing.
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"Why hasn't your employer spoken to the captain of the guard?" You ask. The man shrugs surprising you over the fact he can emote.

"I don't know." He says.

"Even so, how do you know she didn't run away?" You say.

"I don't." He admits. "Not my job."

"I'd like to speak with this employer of yours. Where I can find them?" You ask. The man points towards the trader camp.

"In the camp." He says giving you a description of the man's cart and tent which was more verbose than you expected. You nod and begin to make your way towards the camp before stopping and saying.

"It wasn't a kidnapping, I can tell you that much."

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You quickly head over to camp and start your search for the Feng Family's cart. According to the man's description, it was fairly elagent with the family crest on the side making it easy to find. Asking the remaining campers, you unfortunately learn that it's at the far end of the camp and right next to where An Bo and her mother are residing. You try to glean some more information about the family but most of the residents have learned to steer clear of that area to save themselves a headache. All that you can learn is that the Feng family members are also foxes which keeps in line with the mother's views, however none can really tell you about the man you just spoke with. While many have seen him, few actually intereacted or paid close attention.

You slowly edge to the family's location, mostly trying to find someone else to talk to before having to actually go there and deal with it but before long you have no other option but to go there. When you arrive, you can already see An Bo's mother wandering around her camp. She seemed to be talking to another much younger fox who was sitting looking rather bored. The young man wore fine silks and to your estimate probably never worked a day in their life. As An Bo's mother rants and raves, he seems to be uninterested and rather put off by her and only seems to be there because he has to. You take some time to watch the camp but you don't see anyone else reside with them. It seems its just those two.

>What do you do?
>Go up and talk to them. It won't be pleasant but you have to do it.
>Try and listen into their conversation. They won't notice you. They're either too bored or to riled up to pay attention to their surroundings.
>Head back and go do something else. Wait a while to try and get the young man alone to talk to. You don't really want to deal with the mother.
>Go talk to your friends. Maybe you can do a few things with them to kill time while you wait for an opportunity. Perhaps they have an update to the work they were doing.
>Write in.
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>>4578461
>Try and listen into their conversation. They won't notice you. They're either too bored or to riled up to pay attention to their surroundings.
>Go up and talk to them. It won't be pleasant but you have to do it.
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>>4578472
Oh do we haaaaaaave to?

Fine, I'll support. But god damn this woman is worse than the maniac who wants to poison an entire city
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>>4578475
Be glad she is just a semi-rich woman. Imagine what she could do with real power.
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>>4578479
Hire an army of mercs to kidnap her daughter, allowing us to beat the shit out of them and arrest her on grounds of kidnapping.

Hmm, the blacksmith may just be the Fengs retainer.
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>>4578492
She'd probably go after best girl Renshu. Can't let her do that. He's got a younger sibling to look after.
>>4578475
>>4578472
Sneaky eavesdropping. Writing.
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>>4579347
>Best girl Renshu
First, that's some heresy.
Second off, it amuses me that she'd hire an army to kidnap Renshu in disguise, before he busts out his moves.
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>>4579363
Renshu wouldn't really look that good in a dress due to how muscular he is (Despite the fact his clothing makes him look rather frail and thin) but the idea of someone being fooled by it is hilarious.
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>>4579424
Victorian matrons clothing is really concealing.
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You move in closer to listen in on the two's conversation. Despite the fact you're utterly silent, you doubt they could have noticed you due to all the yelling An Bo's mother was making and because of this you didn't really have to get too close to hear.

"They've brainwashed my little girl I tell you! Useless mayor doesn't want to do anything! I don't know why I spend time with that buffoon!" She yells. "She thinks being some kind of harlot is ok! And it's all that boy's fault! Not to mention the guard are completely useless!"

The young man seems to sigh and wait patiently for a break in the woman's yelling before speaking up. "Yes, yes. I know. You've told me all this before." He says. "Honestly, you should be grateful that I'm even doing this for you. Any other family of our prestige would have simply left you. After all, you did fail to keep up your end of the arrangement. Why should I have to do all the work?" Despite his exasperation, you can tell he's hiding something else.

An Bo's mother immediately switches from outraged to fawning in a matter of seconds. "Oh yes. We're so greatful that you've taken the time to help us out. The fact that our families will be joining together is such an honor and we couldn't be happier." She says her voice dripping with so much groveling and flattery that it made you rather ill. "But..." She says trying to pitch up her tone to sound more innocent and fragile. "Can we trust that man? He's awfully scary. I'm afraid he might hurt my little girl." The young man sighs once more as if in agreement with your assesment of the woman's actions.

"Chongan will get the job done." He says now idly examining his clothes for dust. "He knows the consequences of failure and what it'll cost him." An Bo's mother adopts a curious look though her eyes reflect gleeful malice.

"What do you mean?" She asks sweetly.

"That is something you don't need to concern yourself about. Just see to it that my wife is ready when she's back." He says walking away to his tent evidentally tired of the conversation. "Once the wedding is complete, you'll get your dowry and we can return back to my family to discuss matters further." He adds and leaves An Bo's mother with a greedy glint in her eyes.

>What do you do?
>Go and speak to them like you planned. (What do you say or ask them?)
>Go and find Chongan, who is probably the man you were speaking to. Ask him something else or try to convince him to stop looking for An.
>Go and arrest An Bo's mother. She's planning to marry An Bo against her will after she said no. That might be enough to put her in jail.
>Go and confront the young man. He seems complicit with all this. Demand that he stop this at once.
>Write in.
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>>4579449
>Speak to the young man alone.
This feels like the time to establish what exactly he has over Chongan and why exactly he is so interested in An, since as he mentioned, he should really just fuck off.

Then I guess we can ask him politely to leave. There is nothing there that can be used to convict, though perhaps it may be an idea to get An Bo to make a statement to the guard that she has no intention of ever going back to her mother and any attempt to do so was coerced/force full
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>>4579454
Just realized that if Renshu were to face off against Tigress it would be Stripes vs Stripes according to Xin.
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>>4579449
>Go and speak to them like you planned. (What do you say or ask them?)
>Go and confront the young man. He seems complicit with all this. Demand that he stop this at once.
Cease and fuckind Desist.
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>>4579514
What threat can we leverage anon? Physical violence?

Nay, there is naught that these idiots will listen to or twist against us.
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>>4579524
The fact that the captai said he was already looking for excuses to lock up the woman? More importantly, he's talking like a mob boss, no need to actually resort to violence, just need to make sure you look like you won't be pushed around.
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>>4579533
But if we can get him alone, go for it.
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>>4579533
Aye, but he's more just an asshole noble.

But warn him that if he tries to move her by force, and we will know if he has, then we have grounds to arrest him.
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>>4579454
>>4579514
talking to the young man. Writing.
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Actually, what exactly do you want to tell him. Other than for him to fuck off. Do you want to ask him why he's so interested in An Bo? What hold he has over the blacksmith and to tell him to stop?
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>>4579598
Why he's interested, because there is SOME reason why he hasn't fucked off already for another one.
I'd like to find out why a blacksmith is out hunting for a runaway bride.
And warn him to stop/don't attempt a forceful relocation.
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>>4579601
I'm pretty sure this is all that me and the other anon wanted to ask/tell him.
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>>4579598
Why he is alone with just a blacksmith, shouldn't some of his family and some actual guards be here? And who he and his family arr for the matter.
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>>4579601
>>4579628
Sounds good to me.
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>>4579628
Oh, and why he is so insistented on getting her? Is it some political or economical move? Or is he some rich kid who fell in love al a fistance and takes what he wants no matter what?
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>>4579630
That could be it, I hadn't considered that a half wealthy woman would meet In high society
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You walk up to the camp and the woman's eyes grow wide before returning to a malicious look. Before she can say anything, you walk past her without a word and enter the young man's tent. He turns to glare at you for the intrustion and you point at your badge. "Official guard buisness. I'd like to ask you a few questions. ALONE." You say looking behind you at the woman. The young man waves her away before sitting on a pillow and looking at you.

"What can I do for you officer?" He asks professionally.

"I've gotten several reports of an employee of yours wandering around asking questions about a young woman. It's upsetting the citizens and upon questioning him, I've been directed to you." You explain. "So I've come to clarify a few things." The young man raises an eyebrow before motioning to you.

"By all means officer. Ask away." He says.

"Well for starters, why have you not come to the guard?" You ask. "If you were looking for someone, you could have come to us."

The young man shrugs. "Why would I bother the guard's valuable time with something that is so trivial in comparison to real crimes?" He asks. "Surely, you all have much better things to do than to search for something I can have done? You all look quite busy." He says with veiled mockery.

"Busy or not, our job is to keep the peace." You counter. "You are directly undermining that." The young man gives you a smug smile.

"My sincerest apologies officer." He replies. "If there are any fines to pay then I will gladly pay them as recompense." You resist the urge to frown.

"As of this moment, there are no fines. Just a simple warning." You reply. "But I must ask, the man you have looking for this young woman is a blacksmith? Why send him? I notice that you're alone too. Are you sure about sending him and leaving you here without guards?"

"I trust the guard to keep me safe." The young man says condesendingly. "Furthermore, my employee is quite capable. He is all I need to keep me safe on the roads, as you meant with your question, and to do any tasks I require to be done."

"I presume this it out of choice. Your family seems to be quite well off."

"Of course. The Feng family is well known across China. Even you must know who we are."

"Enlightmen me."

The young man gives you a scathing look. "We are the premire source of smithed goods in all of China. Our weapons and armors are widespread and almost directly requested by the royal family themselves."

"Considering that, you seem awfully insistant on finding this young woman. Seeing as this is an arranged marrige, surely you could find someone else willing to marry you?"

"Knowing that, then you must know she's my betrothed. I would do anything for the woman I love." He says, his lies obvious though he clearly does not care. "If this was purely out of political or economical desire then why would I put up with that woman if there are far more prominent families to seek out?"
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You say nothing, clearly caught by your own words. You start to wonder if you're not equipped for this kind of verbal fighting but you press forward. "While that might be true. If it turns out that you're forcing the young woman to marry you against her will. There will be consequences. Love or not, politics or no, she has the final say on if she wants to get married. Am I understood?" You ask.

The young man's voice goes soft and menacing. "Are you threatening me officer?" He demands.

You look right into the man's eyes and match his tone of voice. "No. I'm merely stating facts. An educated man such as you would know that." You turn around. "Have a good day." you say before exiting the tent.

>What do you do now?
>Talk to An Bo's mother. (What do you say or ask?)
>Go find your friends. Perhaps they're done for the day. You did say you wanted Renshu's help.
>Go do something else.
>Write in.
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>>4579688
Smug cunt, wanna smash is fuckin ead in.
>Go find your friends.
Must destress.

But I find the attempt at being threatening to be adorable. Little fox with a busy tail who's going to curdle like cream at the name of tai Lung.
No, bad anon, no reverting to evil.
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>>4579688
>go find your friends

Sounds like the blacksmith is under some sort of threat.

Might be best to bring both the smith and An bo + friends to a coffee shop or something and get an bo to tell the smith to bugger off.

Stops the smith from trying anything, as I don't think he cares, just does what he is told.
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>>4579711
Put a human face to their name. Good plan.
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>>4579698
He really has no leverage here. It's not like we can get more wanted if things get physical
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>>4579735
That would be true if he was targeting us, not a girl and her sweetheart who we need to leave unattended for at least a week while we sort out the raiders.

As it is, his money makes him dangerous
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>>4579698
>>4579711
Gonna find the friends. Writing.
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You shoot a quick glare at An Bo's mother before moving past her and heading back to the inn. You think you've had enough of dealing with duplicitous individuals, at least the ones that use deception to further their own selfish goals than helping those in need. You frown a bit and rethink that. As much as they have skills in manipulation, Xin Lan and Renshu rarely lied to you and you'd rather believe that they're open with you than you being unable to catch their falsehoods. You trusted your friends with your life and theirs with you. It was as simple with that. However, perhaps they could use their experience to help you. It was clear that you would need help if you wanted to catch the your current targets in a verbal trap.

You climb the stairs and enter your room where you're surprised to find Ming and the others there. "Sorry!" Ming says. "But we kind of spilled...some things in our room and we're airing it out. It's nothing dangerous! Just...stinky."

"You look tense." Xin Lan says as they lay on your bed, arms under their head.

Renshu opens his eyes from his meditation and eyes you a bit. "Xin Lan is right. Your energy is slightly off as well. Something has frustrated you. Something seems within your grasp and yet just out of reach. It's bothering you."

"Do you need a backrub?" Ming asks. "Renshu gives some pretty good ones."

You rub the back of your neck and sigh. You were pretty wound up and you shouldn't have expected to have kept it hidden from the siblings. "I'll...think about it." You say sitting on your bed next to Xin Lan.

"Do you want to talk about it?" Ming asks. "Maybe that can help settle your thoughts."

You nod and give your friends a rundown of your day, your meeting with the blacksmith and his employer. You find yourself venting mostly but it does help keep your mind clear. Once your done you just flop backwards on your bed and stare at the ceiling. "What a vile woman." Ming says crossing her arms. "She's losing her daughter and all she can think of what she's getting out of this. Can't we do anything?"

"Nothing that we haven't sworn we'd never do again." Xin Lan says plainly.

"It seems like this is one of those rare occasions where we cannot convince a person to see the error of their ways." Renshu adds. "The best we can do is have them leave the town and the couple alone. How we'd go about doing this I do not know. Perhaps have the guard tell them they are no longer welcome here?"

"I don't know." You admit. "I just want them to leave An Bo alone. She's happy now and wants to live her life the way she wants. The best I can do is tell them to leave her alone under threat of action on the guard's part." You say thinking for a bit. Your friends go a bit quiet as they too try to figure out some way they can rectify the situation.
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>What do you say?
>Ask Renshu about meditating. He seems to be free now if he and Ming are airing out their room.
>Ask Xin Lan if he's found anything out about the noble.
>Ask Ming how the formula is going.
>Go for that back rub? Maybe you do need some help easing up.
>Politely as your friends if they can keep the noise down. You need a nap.
>Ask your friends if they'd like to go get something to eat.
>Write in.
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>>4579832
>Ask about the noble
>Ask how the formula is going
>Ask for Renshu's help meditating.

The others don't have to leave, but once the sitrep is done, I think we should try and get back to trying to reach Shenlong. It isn't a nice feeling to be unable to reach our friends on the other side.
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>>4579832
>Ask Ming how the formula is going.
>Ask Renshu about meditating. He seems to be free now if he and Ming are airing out their room.
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>>4579838
Hell, we could invite the others to join in if they want. Meditation can be surprisingly relaxing, though Xin has said they don't really need it.
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>>4579841

Agree
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>>4579838
Oh definitely ask Xin if they found anything about the noble
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>>4579838
>>4579841
Talking not napping with the bun. Writing.
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You turn to look at Xin Lan who is still relaxing on your bed. "Did you find anything out about the noble?" You ask.

"Yeah actually." They say. "You don't know how much flattery and how dumb I had to act to get the information."

"What about paperwork?" You point out. "Couldn't you have avoided speaking with the mayor then?"

"Well that's the thing." They say. "I couldn't find any. Tons of useless expense reports, man loves bean buns and cheese, and several love letters but nothing that would indicate a visit from nobility. There's no letters saying he'd be there, no offical summons or anything. As far as a paper trail goes, the man was never here."

"Is that normal?" You ask your friends.

"Not particularly." Renshu admits. "Most nobles would send a letter ahead of time to have rooms furnished or things prepared for them before they arrive. In the case of official visits from the empire then a letter is always sent unless it's a surprise inspection and that only reserved when something is suspect. From what it sounds like, it simply seems this was a surprise visit."

"But if the noble arrived to ask the town to help a reconstruction, why didn't he simply send a letter asking for aid? It would have been much easier to do that and he wouldn't even need to leave his home." Ming asks. Xin Lan sits up and crosses their legs.

"See that's where this gets fun." They say. "After a bit of talking I managed to wring a name out of the mayor. Turns out our noble is someone very special." The room goes quiet as everyone turns to face Xin Lan with their full attention. "Seems like this town was blessed with the presence of one Lord Hien." Ming and Renshu's eyes go wide and you cough before asking rather embarassed.

"Who...is that exactly?" Everyone gives you a confused look. "I've been in prison for 2 decades remember."

"Right, you wouldn't know from first name alone." Xin Lan says. "So let me rephrase it. Lord Hien Yan, third son of Emperor Yan and third in line for the Yan dynasty."

>What do you say?
>Ask if the mayor could have somehow corroborate this. A prince visiting a town like this would not have gone unnoticed. Furthermore, if this was a son of the Emperor, why didn't the captain say anything?
>Ask if the mayor had any more information on what Lord Hien was doing this far from the captial city.
>Ask your friends for more information on Lord Hien. Last you checked, the Emperor only had 2 children. A daughter and her younger brother.
>Write in.
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>>4580556
So the Lord is using the mongols to steal the throne eh?
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>>4580556
>Ask your friends for more information on Lord Hien. Last you checked, the Emperor only had 2 children. A daughter and her younger brother.
Hopefully he is a just the youngest, because if he is a legalised bastard or from a concubine, the rest of his family would oppose him even if he just got rid of his brothers, so having a deniable way to remove those too would make it all easier.
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>>4580556
>Ask about the lord

This does seem suspect, but if he is only 19 years old or something.
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>>4580565
>>4580647
Asking about the Lord Hien. He's probably a bat or something. Writing.
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Sorry about that. Got pulled away from the computer due to something. I'll get to writing.
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"Last I heard, Emperor Yan only had two children. A daughter and a son. Daughter was supposed to be the next in line to rule." You say. "What do we know about Hien?"

Xin Lan shrugs. "Not much really, he's the third in line to rule should anything happen to his siblings, was born just around the time you were sent to prison if not a bit earlier so he'd be in his 20s by now."

"Much of the public's focus in on his sister." Renshu clarifies. "She the first main family empress China has had in nearly 200 years and the young lord hasn't done much to curry attention. Though there are stories of him being quite studious. Those that have spoken to him all claim he's rather well studied and spoken."

"Some say he's a genius." Ming says. "Others say that he simply works hard and even if he was that his siblings are far more intelligent and skilled than him. He's a boy overshadowed by his only peers. Some even go as far as calling him The Forgotten Paragon because of it. I can't even imagine the kind of pressure he's under. Not only he has to be fit to rule all of China in the unlikely event it falls to him but he has to live up to the standards his family has already set."

"So then why'd he be all the way over here?" You ask.

"Dunno." Xin Lan replies. "Even the mayor didn't say not that he'd have been smart enough to ask. Seems a bit too convenient doesn't it? Had it been one of the Emperor's other children there'd would have been an uproar. Just so happens that it's the one child that no one ever remembers."

"Is he that unknown that even the captain wouldn't recognize him?" You ask.

"That is the beauty of the scheme." Renshu says. When you and Ming look at him in confusion he asks, "Miss Ming could you please describe Lord Hien?" Ming nods then pauses.

"Umm...he's a lynx?" She says awkwardly. "All of the royal family is. I guess he'd be around my height and look younger?" Renshu smiles as if he made his point.

"Miss Ming is increadibly intelligent and yet she cannot describe the young lord. It would be far too much to expect anyone in a town as far as here to know what the young noble would look like either. With a simple cloak, he'd easily be able to hide his identity to passing gazes. He's out of the public perception enough and far away from the captial that most people would not know him at a glance. If he's as intelligent as he's described then he'd easily know that. More importantly, anyone attempting to disguise as him could also capitalize on that fact as well." Renshu explains.

"So the mayor's word isn't a guarentee that the prince was here." You say thinking. "But...how would anyone even prove it? Surely someone would ask for proof. And what about the captain? He was in the military. He should know of the prince's exsistence."
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"I wouldn't." Ming says quietly. "Demanding the prince prove himself is...I don't know, unthinkable. Their family was chosen to rule China. You know the stories. It's said that the blood of the dragons themselves flows through their veins. They were chosen by divine providence."

"True or not, I doubt anyone in this town would have the audacity to ask." Xin Lan says. "Considering he's your guys' ruler."

"He's your lord too." Ming says. Xin Lan shakes their head.

"Nope. Stripes and I were born outside of China. Close to the nation but outside just the same." They say.

"Xin Lan is right. We're not citizens of China." Renshu says. "I was raised in Japan as well pushing my nationality further away. However, should we somehow end up meeting one of the royal family, I expect a certain younger sibling to maintain proper courtesy at all times." He says crossing his arms and looking at Xin Lan. "Though they might not be our rulers, they are royalty just the same and demand the same respect that must be afforded to those that own the country." Xin Lan shoots a glare at Renshu.

"Fine..." They say grumpily.

>What do you say?
>Ask something else about the prince. (What do you ask?)
>Go on to ask about the formula.
>Ask about meditaion. The formula can wait until after. (Do you invite your friends?)
>Write in.
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>>4580822
>Ask about meditation, Invite the others.
Lets get some peace on. And maybe explain our new tracking ability.
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>>4580839
Agree with this
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>>4580822
>Go on to ask about the formula.
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>>4580822
>Go on to ask about the formula.
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Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>4580839
>>4580857
>>4580864
>>4580865
Steep tie. Just gonna roll for it then.
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>>4581032
ara ara~
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"Do you really think the Lord Hien is out here?" You ask. "Seems kind of hard to believe."

"Honestly? No." Xin Lan says. "Just doesn't make sense. The guy would probably be barely of age and I bet he's too busy being groomed for the throne."

Renshu nods. "I agree. The young Lord would be much too busy to come here. Even if he had heard of the attacks, it would be far simpler for him to send troops here to help then come on his own. Worst case, the young man would far prefer the luxurious lifestyle of the palace than the hard one of travel."

"Plus, given what we know about the raiders, it would make more sense that they were using it to trick the other villages." Ming replies. "It's the best way to get a good look of the town's defenses and build as well as deprive them of resources and defenses while bolstering their own." Ming adds.

You nod. "Given how the mayor has been described. I bet he'd fall for it if it meant he'd have a chance to increase his status. Just imagine what he'd do if the prince himself arrived to speak to him. We might be lucky that all he did was send supplies. Which is only more of a reason to work faster." You look at Ming. "How's the poison going?"

"Great!" Ming says smiling. "We've nailed down exactly how to make it. All that we need is time to do so. If my room is cleared by tomorrow morning then we can spend a day making it. So we're ahead of schedule. All that's left is to find the raiders."

"The powder is activated with heat as well. It'll break appart and become much more fine and lighter allowing it to be carried by the smoke and wind. Given enough time it should circulate around the camp as you and Xin Lan planned." Renshu explains. "Unfortunately we can't use this on indivduals. It's far too potent. The fact it's being spread out by the flames and wind means it's more diluted and thus safer. As Miss Ming said, we'll just need to find our target and see their camp before planning out how to inflitrate the camp."

"Good. The sooner we can deal with the raiders, the safer everyone will be." You say.

"And the sooner we can rub it into The Five's faces. I bet Mei Ling will be absolutely fuming." Xin Lan says grinning.

"If Mei Ling joined The Five then that would make 6 of them. They'd need a new name." Ming points out.

"I dunno. "The Group with the angry stripey lady who doesn't deserve my brother's nickname" just doesn't have the same flair." Xin Lan replies. Ming just rolls her eyes.
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"In anycase, we have some time to spend." You cut in. "Renshu would you mind helping me with meditation?" You ask.

"Certainly." He replies. "I would love to."

You look at Xin Lan and Ming. "Would you like to join?" You ask.

"Yes!" Ming says. "I always wanted to try it out. I heard meditation has so many health benefits and it looks rather pleasant." She admits. "I think it would be a great skill to learn."

"I think I'll pass." Xin Lan says. "Meditation doesn't really do much for me." They say. "Now a nice nap does wonders."

>Where do you go meditate?
>Suggest you go meditate in the woods. The quiet noise of nature can help you all relax.
>Say that you'll do it here. The room is nice and cozy plus it keeps most of the noise of city out. Perfect conditions for a clearing your mind...or napping.
>Near the shrine. It's not exactly a holy site but it might help you and your friends if you feel a certain spiritual sense.
>Write in.
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>>4581109
>Try to tempt Xin Lan into meditating with the promise of food. That seems like it'd work.
>Suggest you go meditate in the woods. The quiet noise of nature can help you all relax.
Hmm...we should meditate near a stream. And burn a small fire nearby, both to keep warm and to bring in the last of the four spirits - the breeze brings air, the stream brings water, the dirt brings earth, and the coals bring fire. Maybe put up a really basic shrine out of small rocks.
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>>4581109
>meditation in the woods

Gotta have some noises to learn to ignore.
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>>4581109
>Suggest you go meditate in the woods. The quiet noise of nature can help you all relax.
Our big friend is tied to the woods as well as the wind right?
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>>4581358
Wind rain and rivers I think.
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>>4581144
>>4581190
>>4581358
Going to the woods. Writing.
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"I'll buy you lunch?" You suggest. "It'd be nice if we were all there. There's comfort in being with friends." Xin Lan seems to think about it for a moment before shaking their head.

"Nah, you'd buy me food if I asked. And I'd do the same." They say and think for a moment before adding. "How about you buy me a drink instead?"

"Just a drink?" You ask confused.

"Yeah. Isn't that what friends do? Go out of a drink together?" They ask. "I want to go drinking with you sometime. I've drunk casually before but that was all lies to get information or steal something. I want to do it for real."

"Deal but I'd have bought you a drink if you asked anyways." You say with a grin. "Just no swapping out your drink with water." Xin Lan gives you a playful punch.

"I don't need to. I can out drink you without cheating." They tease.

"Aww Xin's making friends." Ming teases. "Or are you just trying to get him to buy you all the drinks on tap?" Xin Lan cross their arms.

"I'll have you know that I can buy my own drinks." They say haughtily. "And yes I am making friends. Next time we train I'm doubling you exercises."

"What? You can't do that! That's abuse of your power!" Ming shouts.

"And you're abusing our promise." They reply.

"I'm not. I'm just teasing you is all." Ming shoots back. "Watch your back. Next time you fall asleep you might fall prey to being dressed up. You could use a nice bow in your ears."

"Jokes on you, I can hear you in my sleep and I'm sure my sense of style out matches yours."

"Alright you two." You say gently. "How about we head out to meditate? We can go back to the training spot to do it. Beats trying to do it in a small stuffy room."

"But the bed is comfy." Xin Lan protest as they hop off your bed.

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The soft rustle of leaves fills your ears and puts you at ease as you step into the small training area again. You can feel the gentle breeze blow past you and you inhale deeply. "This certainly is a scenic location." Renshu says. "Perfect for meditation."

"You know, I don't think I've ever seen you meditate growing up." Xin Lan says. "You were just angry all the time."

"I was always meditating." Renshu says. "That is what a weapon does little one. Mental fortitude before raw strength." He ruffles Xin Lan's ears. "And I was never angry. Just focused. Someone needed to be cared for." He says smiling.

"Yeah...focused enough to break a few of my ribs that one time." Xin Lan mutters before stretching. "Alright, so how are we gonna do this then?"

>How do you want to proceed?
>Balance yourself on one of the poles. It could help you focus your mind through intense meditation.
>Take it easy and just sit on the grass. Relaxing may be the key.
>Try to use Chi somehow? Maybe that might have some special effect.
>Write in.
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>>4581574
>Take it easy and relax

The means of meditation is to push everything out of your mind, let it all wash away. Once we can do that easily, We can move up to things like meditating in difficult positions.
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>>4581574
> Form a massive funeral pyre for the two beasts and remove their taint from this world.
>Take a trophy from each, to present as proof of their death to the wild Vishnu, and find them
Try to focus on the flow of internal chi spots of the body or whatever they are called
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>>4581667
Yes...perhaps next time we fight a bat we shall do that.
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>>4581667
I think you are a bit lost mate. This is the kung fu china quest where we kick ass and save empires.
You want the Guandao china quest where we kick ass and usurp empires a few threads over.
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>>4581674
Now I'm suddenly interested. I'm sure that quest is really good.
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>>4581690
Primarch quest, playing the 2and primarch in what is basically china world that is covered in mist and fog.
The protagonist is Lieren the great hunter/benevolent Giant, a primarch who is big on his spirituality and bringing prosperity to the common folk who live under the yolk of corrupt and cruel noblemen.

It's

The vote he was making in this thread related with the killing of men turned monsters, If the context helps at all.
It's a great read, but not the vote for THIS quest.
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>>4581701
Interesting. Much to my shame, I know very little of the the 40k universe beyond surface level stuff. The idea of a Chinese styled world would have never occured to me if I ever ran a game/quest in that universe. Props to the QM. Posting is slow today, no doubt due to christmas being two days away. So i'll just take the single vote and write.
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>>4581708
They had a mongol themed world, so a chinese one isnt out of place. I would go on, but I dont want to turn our Tai Lung super star quest into a 500 post co creation about 40k. Its prevelant enough as it is
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>>4581708
Work needs everything done today. You know the stuff they said yesterday, that didn't need to be done until end of Jan.
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>>4581734
Ouch. Good luck with that my guy. I know when work says jump you need to ask how high and you can't do much about it but try not to push yourself too hard and take care of your health. Especially during these times.
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>>4581674
This is what I get from copy pasting without checking
The vote was for this:
>Try to use Chi somehow? Maybe that might have some special effect.
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>>4581763
Oddly the comment I made was for this one, but the vote was copied from the other one.
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You sit on the grass and cross your legs. "By keeping it simple." You say. "The point of meditation is to all your thoughts to wash away and to let yourself simply be. We can do more intense meditations some other time." You pat the grass next to you which Xin Lan takes and sits down cross legged.

"Nice and easy? Sounds good to me." They say flicking their ears and closing their eyes. Ming sits down on your other side and crosses her legs.

"So what do we do? Just close my eyes and not think of anything?" She asks.

"Think you can do that?" You ask smiling. "It's a lot harder than you think."

"Well seeing as you said think twice maybe not." Ming giggles and closes her eyes. "Ok. So no thinking. No...thinking."

"If you keep repeating it, you'll start thinking about that." You tease making Ming stick her tongue out at you. You chuckle and exhale before closing your eyes. "Alright Renshu, mind helping us out here?" You ask.

"Of course." You hear him say as he walks infront of all you. You hear the grass rustle a bit as you assume he takes the same position as you all. "Meditation is the art of nothingness." He begins gently. "Many think that to meditate one more think of nothing. To block out all thoughts but that simply is not true. Focus your mind. Allow those thoughts to enter. To try and stop oneself from thinking is akin to stopping a raging river by hand. No matter how hard you try, you will always be swept away. Instead, just as in martial arts, one must all those thoughts to flow through you. Acknowledge them and allow them to move on." Renshu breathes evenly. "Such a thing is difficult to do and even moreso to master. To start, focus on your breathing keep it even. Light. Steady." He recites. You calm yourself and grow still focusing on your breathing and keeping it even. After decades of martial arts training such a thing is as simple as walking now but you stick to the fundamentals. You invited your friends to partake in this so it would be unfair to expect Renshu to jump to something more advanced.

"Your breath is the source of life. It mingles in your body before returning back to the world around you. Can you hear it? The breeze in the trees? The breath of every living thing mingled within it. The wind flowing as it returns to you? Your thoughts are the same. Take them in, allow them to flow through you and let them leave your mind." Renshu goes quiet to all you and your friends to practice. You feel the wind on your face. It's soft and gentle but there's more to it. Like half of a touch, you can feel something within the air and yet at the same time you cannot. It lingers just outside the edges of your perception and when you try to focus on it, it simply vanishes.
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Renshu's voice fades back in. "Often times, it is said that meditation allows one to delve deep within yourself to unlock hidden potential. This is also a misconception. Meditation grants no secret powers. It merely allows one to examine themselves without reservation. True power and potential comes from knowing oneself truly. Take a thought, an aspect of yourself, or merely allow yourself to drift away. Focus on that and let it permeate your entire being."

>What do you focus on?
>Focus on the wind blowing around you. You want to get a hold of that feeling.
>Focus on your friends once more. That is what helped you last time.
>Look deep within yourself. Perhaps you have to find who you are to progress.
>Write in.
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>>4581783
>Look deep within yourself. Perhaps you have to find who you are to progress.
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>>4581783
>Look deep inside, Examine how much our terror and fear has shrunk/grown, and if we have internalized what our friends have given us.

Maybe by understanding our arcane bond with the others, it could be used to find ALL out friends.
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>>4581783
>look inside
Maybe we can see what the damage is
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>>4581786
>>4581792
>>4581804
Martial arts is often used as a means of self discovery and personal growth. Something we've long neglected for all of our life until recently. Now is the time we should face ourselves once more. Writing.
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You inhale deeply and exhale slowly as you feel yourself slip away. You head deep into your own mind, the place where you could once find solace, where now you only find fear and despair. You step forward and promptly stop. Mentally, you find yourself trembling and shaking. Just ahead you can feel it. You can feel the searing heat, hear the screams of agony, feel your muscles twitch as they anticipate being cut open once more. Your breath shortens and becomes shallow in reality. You feel your knees mentally shake as you stand at the precipice and they threaten to take a step backwards for the first time in years. You're stuck and unsure of what to do when you feel something touch your face and head.

"Relax." You hear Renshu say quietly, gently. "It'll be ok. Take that step forward. I am here for you but only you can make the journey." You feel a hand leave your face and rest on your chest. "Breathe. In...and out." You follow the rabbit's instructions and breathe in time with his instructions. You feel your anxiety recede and you steel yourself as you take the first step forward. There is no instantaneous effect, no screams threatening to swallow you whole or fires to burn you. Instead you wander in deeper and feel anxiety fill you up again. You wonder if you'll ever be the same again. If you'll be whole once more. Will you ever see your friends on the other side? Was this damage all worth it for just one man? You feel like your starting to lose yourself in the misery again. The anguish, the fear, the pain. It's all just too much to go through once more. Renshu wasn't worth it. No one was. It was just better to be alone again. At least then you didn't have to worry about trivial things like others or their feelings. Only you and your strength alone that mattered. You could make anyone do what you wanted. No raving old women, no plots against the throne. All these thoughts swell and grow louder, threatening to consume you. To make you go back to your old ways because that's what didn't hurt. That's what was right. That's what-

No.

A single word rings out. Loud and defiant, it stands over all other thoughts and clears your mind once more. It's not Renshu's, nor Xin Lan's, nor Mings. It's yours. "No more." You say as you get to your feet in your mindscape. "No more." No longer did you cower before what you face. No longer did you fear what you might find. Today, if only for a short while, you would face yourself once more.

>What aspect of yourself do you wish to face (and perhaps possibly change)?
>Your strength. What does power mean to you? What should others use their own power to do?
>Sacrifice. How much should you be willing to give for others? What lengths will you go for those that put their faith in you. That you have taken under your care?
>Fear. What are you afraid of? What now strikes fear into your heart?
>Write in.
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>>4581843
>Sacrifice
>Fear
>Our hope, the fire which tempered our will and gives us the strength to push on. What should we draw from beyond our friends? How much do others deserve of our hope?

Vision quest time.
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>>4581854
My plot and plan here, is to confront our limits, Where we would hesistate and where we would falter, then push them just a little further until we can move with complete confidence, unhindered by doubt.

How much are we willing to give up? Push it until it's "everything".
What terrifies us? Acknowledge that we fear hell and with that acknowledgment push past to be willing to do it again.
Our Hope and the old instincts to dominate and control? shore it up to the point where old Tai Lung has no more presence.
That's the gameplan, so I suppose I should add

>Doubts
to >>4581854
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>>4581843
>Sacrifice. How much should you be willing to give for others? What lengths will you go for those that put their faith in you. That you have taken under your care?
>Fear. What are you afraid of? What now strikes fear into your heart?
This two sound like they go would go together
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>>4581860
I like it, but don't want to make a draw
>fear
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>>4581913
There would not be much of a draw, the options dont conflict.
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>Sacrifice
>Fear
>Our hope, the fire which tempered our will and gives us the strength to push on. What should we draw from beyond our friends? How much do others deserve of our hope?
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>>4581854
>>4581860
>>4581884
>>4581913
>>4582399
We're going all in I guess. Are you willing to face the consequences? Writing.
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>>4582420
We have faced our dulled temptations, it's time to wrestle with our limits.
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Sacrifice and Fear

You grit your teeth and harden yourself further as you look inward even more. You find yourself wandering down a red carpeted court room. The halls are darkened and only lit by angry flames coming from bowls full of charcoal. The loud clinking of chains pull your attention to a striped rabbit walking laboriously, as if every step bore the weight of the world. Their eyes hollow and deviod of hope. You have yet to speak before you hear a loud voice boom and fill the room.

"You speak a great deal. Of honor and justice. Of redemption and rebirth. It is easy for you to do so in your position. Blessed by the Great Dragons, a record of sacrifice for the lives of others. A man can easily speak of the deeds they have done without regard for the difficulty of the task now that it has passed. You claim that he will change and yet you too have nothing to lose. So sure of yourself, the arrogance of mortals. So I will be the judge of your judge of characters. If you so desperately wish to save this criminal's life then I will offer you a counter offer. So sure of this man's ability to change are you that I will entertain this notion but you must face his punishments. Alone. You will bear the full weight of his sins and feel but a taste of his fate should you fail. Furthermore, I will return him to life. Fully but with only 13 years to live. At the end of his time he will face judgement. Should he succeed then I will allow him to live with his ancestors and perhaps, in the unlikely event that he has lived an exceptional life I may allow him to live until his natural death. Should he fail then his sentece will only be solidfied and his death will be added to your record forevermore. Should it seem that he is not making any progress after 7 years then I will add a portion of his crimes to you. This is my offer."

You look up to the source of the voice and you suddenly realize you stand before an impossibly large man, a Judge who bears a permanent scowl. You want to speak, you want to say that you accept. That you would willingly take such an offer for the man next to you but your voice dies in your throat, your heart races and threatens to burst as fear wells up within you. You feel the pain of infinite sufferings, infinite deaths. The burning pain of thousands of sins on your body. You instinctively feel all over your body for wounds and find yourself soaked in blood and injuries and at the same time are whole and healthy.

"Don't do it. Not like this, my friend. Not like this." The rabbit next to you says, his voice broken and void. It takes all you have to look at them, fear threatening to shatter your resolve.

>What do you do? What do you say? (You cannot change history. Events are long gone are forever written but a man's resolve, their ego, their mentality are forever malleable.)
>Write in.
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>>4582440
>Kneel down and Give Renshu a hug.
>"I don't want to do this Renshu, I can already feel their claws. But I once told Ming that when others break against us it's because we are trying to help others and the price of inaction is too much to stomach. Sometimes we have to break instead I guess. Losing a brother and having my best friends family lost to such tortures forever isn't a fate I can allow. No matter how much it terrifies me, it won't end for you if I do nothing. So I'll see you when it's over Brother."
>"Yanwangluo, I accept."

Steel yourself, son of wind. For friends and for hope, smash the limits.
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>>4582440
I think the way to approach these facets of ourselves is as a test of our mentality, to try and relive our old experiences with a new, maybe better, mindset.
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>>4582455
I have nothing better to say, so I'll support
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>>4582455
>>4582496
going with this. Writing.
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Your breath is heavy and labored and you feel like your ribs are cracking from the pounding of your heart. You look deep in to the damned man's eyes. Hollow and devoid of that spark of life, hope. That spark, you realize, is his younger sibling. All in all, Renshu was a far crueler and evil man that you if you compared sins. He murdered for gain and possibly pleasure. You only murdered out of spite and hate. You look at the Great Judge. Could you do it again? After all the people he killed, after all the people he maimed, did he deserve a second chance? Especially if it cost you everything you earned? The memory of the screams grows louder than ever before, threatening to burst your eardrums and render you deaf. But you don't need to hear because your own voice is loud and clear.

"Yes. He does."

You smile gently and kneel down to pull Renshu into an tight hug, the impossible weight of his shackles meaning nothing to you. After all, what kind of a brother would you be if you could not shoulder the weight of those you loved? You hold the rabbit close and pet their head. "I don't want to do this Renshu, I can already feel their claws." You say quietly. "But I once told Ming that when others break against us it's because we are trying to help others and the price of inaction is too much to stomach. Sometimes we have to break instead I guess. Losing a brother and having my best friends family lost to such tortures forever isn't a fate I can allow. No matter how much it terrifies me, it won't end for you if I do nothing." You pull back revealing a teary eyed Renshu and give him on last smile. "I'll see you when it's over Brother." You stand up and face the Judge, determination etched in your face.

"Yánluówáng, I accept."


The Judge's face remains the same as if frozen in time. It takes you a while to realize that everything is indeed stopped. At the edge of your mind you can feel the memory of your time in the Courts of Hell emerging.

>Now is your time to choose. Do you go forward and face these memories once more? Or do you take your chance and stop?
>Continue onwards. Face your time in hell once more in full detail and try to overcome your fears.
>Stop for now. You have your resolve. You know that if things need to be done. You're willing to go through anything for your friends.
>Write in.
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>>4582581
I don't want to do it. I really fucking don't. But they are memories of fire and if you want to forge a shield you need to break it down and burn it until it hardens. So fuck it, Once more unto the breach.

>Continue onwards, Remember what was done to us and digest it.
Once we know what was done to us, specifically, then we can start to rationalize it and try to remove the horror from it. Vague dreams that we don't remember will never help.
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In the midst of this horror show, Merry christmass eve and day to you all.

It's been a fuckin' trip and a joy to go through the year with you all.
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>>4582609
Merry Christmas. Sorry I couldn't deliver a double dragon adventure for christams that one anon asked for but I assure you, I'll get to is sometime.
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>>4582581
>Continue onwards. Face your time in hell once more in full detail and try to overcome your fears
To defeat pain, you must become one with it.
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>>4582609
Merry christmas anon
>>4582616
And to you too boss
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>>4582581
We pride yourself on being brave and selfless, we didn't fully know what we where doing last time but now we do.
> Once more a step forward
> When we are done get hugs
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>>4582646
After this, we still have Hope and Doubt to tangle with.
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It's cheesy but fuck it. Merry Christmas guys!
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>>4582590
>>4582642
>>4582646
We face our fears head on. Writing.
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Court 2: The Court of Judge Chujiang

"You have been found guilty of physical violence unto others! Your punishment shall fit the crime!" The large judge shouts and the imps drag you towards a large cloud of steam. Once again you feel the vapors burn you as you come into contact with them. You feel your skin split and tear as your body blisters and cooks. Your fur falls out once more and the imps push you into the boiling pools bellow...but not once do you scream. You grit your teeth, frown and focus. Your vision fails you as your organs are slowly cooked away and like before you wish for a death that never comes...but you do not scream. Not this time. You choose not to wallow in your misery because you have chosen this path. As your charred carcass is impalled by the imp's hooks and they drag you out of the boiling pools...you do not scream. You have chosen this path. This pain is nothing compared to the sorrow you would feel of failing your friends. Your failing body is dragged towards the judge once more and though you can no longer see, you glare at the man but you do not scream.

"Furthermore, you have defiled holy sites and such you are condemned to drowning in the Pool of Defiled Blood!"

You do not struggle as you are dragged across the sharp rocks on the floor. Though they dig into your fragile flesh and tear it apart, you do not scream. Instead you internalize the pain. It is not the reason you fear. Your punishment is severe and you know there is more to come but you know that it is not he reason you fear. It is only something that masks your true terrors. You are throwing into the pools of blood once more, and as you sink and your breath begins to fail you agian. You wrap yourself in the thoughts and memories of your friends. You want to protect them. You must protect them. You will protect them. Even if it means suffering through this again. Even if it means dying for them once more. But to do that you must overcome your limits. You may fail yourself. You may fall and stumble and break. But you will not fail the people you need your protection. You will not fail them...
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Court 3: The Court of Judge Songdi

"Your crimes include the disprespect of the lives of others. Your punishment shall be that of your ilk. Removal of your heart!" The shackles keep you immobile as an imp throws you on your back and his bony little hand punches right through your ribs. Your chest caves in and blood causes you to choke as your still beating heart is torn right out of your chest. You feel the blood pour down your chest, sticky and hot but you refuse to succumb. Not this time. Not ever again.

"For inciting the flames of unrest, your punishment shall include you to be burned by the very fires you stoked."

A chain wraps around your next as your dragged to a pillar. Your back is seared by the red hot column as your chained to it and your mind refuses to go out and give you respite from the torture. Flames erupt all around you and your body slowly begins to give out as you're cooked alive. But you take this time to seek enlightment through your pain. Why did Renshu do all this? Why was he like this? You think about everything he's ever told you. Everything he ever revealed. You slowly come to realize what a gift each time you spoke with him is. The trust he places in you. Each time you asked, he spoke openly. He bared his heart to you as he revealed everything without reservation or worry. He made himself vulnerable to you simply because you asked.

It is not his fault he is the way he is. You realize. He had no choice. He was bred for this, raised to do this. He was never given the chance to choose. Never given a choice to decide for himself what he wanted to be. He had no freedom, no autonomy. Even as he tried to escape through drinking he had no freedom. He didn't just turn to alcohol to silence the voices, it was his only means of expression he could call his own. Even then he was not free, he was shackled to his vices. You come to realize, fully, that you were the first person in his life to ever offer him a choice. To live as he truly wished or to die a puppet of his past. Even by sacrificing your inner peace you freed him once more from the burden of his bound soul. Is it no wonder that he wanted to pledge is life to yours as a servant?

Court 4: The Court of Judge Wuguan

"For crimes against your siblings, I sentence you!"

Once again your thrown into the concave rock and are crushed between it and another. You feel your organs crushed and a few erupt from your mouth but pain is merely an afterthought now. It is as sharp as ever but now you come to study yourself. You had failed because you got too arrogant at your successes. Perhaps if you had taken your trials like you do now, by attempting to learn from them rather than conquer them, you would have not come out as damaged. Or perphaps that is you remaining arrogant. Either way you will use this to learn from your mistakes. You turn inward once more as you are crushed again. Why did you fear? What scared you? It was the pain. But there was more to it.
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Court 5: The Court of Judge Yanluo
"For the crime of plotting the death of others for money. I sentence you!" You struggle to turn your body in the air as your push off a cliff into a mountain of knives. The knives, in their infinite sharpness, impale you with ease and refuse to allow you to stick. You slide down for an eternity as the knife continuously slice your body to shreds...but you continue to think as your body splits apart. Did you fear because you were worried this would be your fate? Were you afraid that you would not succeed in saving Renshu after experiencing the monument that is his sins? Was it the fear that you would end up as evil as he was not matter how hard you struggled to become a good man? Or was it the fear that all your work was futile when you see the reality of the after life?

Court 7: The Court of Judge Taishan
"For the crime of lies and decit. Punishment awaits!" You are chained to another pillar as imps circle around it, each one pulling your tongue out to clip it away with dull scissors. It seems that no matter how many circle around, they never finish cutting out your tongue completely and attempts to scream only cause the cuts to be incomplete, forcing them to tear the peice out by hand. Were you afraid of the fact that you saw the true man who stood before you? The Renshu you had met did not seem like the monsterous killer who's punishments you faced. Was it that, that scared you?

Court 9: The Court of Judge Pingdeng
"Those that have arrived in my halls have all sinned. Punishment here is not tied to a crime but to serve as a reminded of your past life so that your misdeeds will forever be seared into your mind." The judge says as you are forced to undergo your old punishments once again. No matter how much you struggled, begged, or screamed, the results were the same. There is no appealing to the courts of hell and their judges. No begging, no mercy...but there is learning. You were broken and you can never change that but you had failed to realize what you realize now. From the shatter pieces of what you once thought was the truth. Whether it was the idea that you would be the Dragon Warrior or your faith in yourself and your friends, there was a chance to rebuild and in rebuilding there was infinite possibility.

>What did you fear? Why do you fear it no more? What will you do now?
>Did you fear because you were worried this would be your fate?
>Were you afraid that you would not succeed in saving Renshu after experiencing the monument that is his sins?
>Was it the fear that you would end up as evil as he was not matter how hard you struggled to become a good man? Or was it the fear that all your work was futile when you see the reality of the after life?
>Were you afraid of the fact that you saw the true man who stood before you? The Renshu you had met did not seem like the monsterous killer who's punishments you faced.
>Write in.
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>>4582811
Great writing, I'm gona give it a few, some annons do nice write ins
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>>4582817
Thanks! I tried to recreate the horror of the first time but with a more hopeful twist to it. It's a painful memory but this time it's a learning a experience. I'll be heading to bed now. Stay safe this christmas!
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>>4582811
>In the deepest part of your heart, you realized that you feared for your friends. Could Xin Lan and Renshu ever wash themselves of the sins of their past? Is Ming truly safe from your group's darker influences? Would any of you be capable of virtue that could outshine the darkest parts of you all?
>You also feared for others, to a lesser degree. Any who had to suffer this fate when they perished, not knowing what awaits them. People like Kai who had noble intentions but failed to see where their path took them...and people like He Ling, who fail to see how harmful their obsessions and pride can be. They choose to do evil, but there is always a cause to that - wounds of the past that never healed, malformations grown in one's youth. How could you claim that your friends should be given chances at redemption and not others as well?

I'm wishy-washy on the second part, not sure if I actually want it or not, hmm...
I'll get anon opinions.
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>>4582857
I like, but I dont think it was more than a tangential fear for the wellbeing of those like He Ling.

A more deepset fear, it seems to me, is the terror that when we were broken we would never be able to get our strength back. That we had given up something irreplaceable for Renshu with a worry that they had no chance of being redeemed
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>>4582890
to expand upon the why we are no longer afraid, it's because we have already gone back to what terrifies us and pushed through it again. We have already bounced back and recovered some of the lost strength already so why not getting the more.

On the other side of it, we have seen Renshu at his most utterly crushed without any motivation at all and willing to go to hell, because he rightfully deserves it. But there was concern for us when we stepped into his place and the man hasn't lied to us so far. All this put together with one of the most serious oaths that can be taken should put to rest any doubt as to his sincerity. And it's not like he is incapable or lazy.
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>>4582811
>Were you afraid that you would not succeed in saving Renshu after experiencing the monument that is his sins?
>Was it the fear that you would end up as evil as he was not matter how hard you struggled to become a good man? Or was it the fear that all your work was futile when you see the reality of the after life?
I think the greatest fear Tai Lung has is that redemption is impossible. That no matter what he does he will fail himself and his friends.
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>>4583050
To expand on it, I'm thinking of the trials the water dragon gave us, they were very similar, and all were themed around failure. That shifu would not accept us, that the pool would do nothing, that we and ours friends would be hunted forever. I think this is just a expansion of that fear to touch on our own soul, and that of our friends.
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>>4583052
A fair assessment, but I've yet to really get that as a "fear" more than an "Anxiety".
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>In the deepest part of your heart, you realized that you feared for your friends. Could Xin Lan and Renshu ever wash themselves of the sins of their past? Is Ming truly safe from your group's darker influences? Would any of you be capable of virtue that could outshine the darkest parts of you all?
>You also feared for others, to a lesser degree. Any who had to suffer this fate when they perished, not knowing what awaits them. People like Kai who had noble intentions but failed to see where their path took them...and people like He Ling, who fail to see how harmful their obsessions and pride can be. They choose to do evil, but there is always a cause to that - wounds of the past that never healed, malformations grown in one's youth. How could you claim that your friends should be given chances at redemption and not others as well?
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>>4582857
>>4583050
>>4583580
And then OP never delivered. Oh wait, I'm right here. Excellent write ins gentlemen. I'll get to doing my own. Writing.
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Fear was always with you, you remember. A true man is not one who feels not fear, for they are a liar, but one acknowledges their fears and learns to come to terms with them. You remember what the Dragon King once told you before you died.

>"... Your fears are those of one of true courage and valor. Not monsters, not demons. But those of true fear. Failure, Rejection, the loss of those we hold dear..."

In the deepest part of your heart, you realized that you feared for your friends. Could Xin Lan and Renshu ever wash themselves of the sins of their past? Is Ming truly safe from your group's darker influences? Would any of you be capable of virtue that could outshine the darkest parts of you all? The answer, you realize once, is what you want it to be and for you the answer is yes. You never once let anyone dictate what your views or opinions were and this was no different. You changed your ways. Who's to stay your friends could not do the same? How could a man be irredeemable if they willingly chose, chose after a lifetime of servitude, to be a good man? The Great Judge Yánluówáng told you that he didn't care if Renshu wanted to be a good man and that is where you made your fatal mistake. You assumed that meant he was irredeemable, that his sins were too great. So caught up in the horrors you faced that you forgot that Yánluówáng said he did not care whether or not Renshu wanted to be a good man or that he had no choice in the crimes but that only meant he was judging the man as he was now not the man he would become. If you could become a good man, then so could someone like Renshu or Xin Lan.

Of course such a task was not as simple as deciding to do good. There would be hurdles, there would obstacles but that never stopped you before. When you encountered a roadblock you simply kept at it until you overcame it and this was no different. Not because you were so arrogant to assume success but because you have seen the darkest parts of both you and your friend and could still see and believe in the good in them. Ming was always at risk of becoming caught up in your group's darker side but you now know that you have to have faith in her and in yourself. Before you relied only on yourself, on your own strength. You only belived in what you could see and feel and that led you down the wrong path but over the past months, you learned to rely on others, on their friendship, on their hope. Your sentence in Hell may have broken you but now it has only strengthed your resolve in yourself and others. They would keep you from falling and you would hold your hand out to keep them from falling.
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Failure was your greatest fear. To fail your friends, to fail those who relied on you, to fail yourself. You feared failure because you wanted to take everything on your own. Even with your friends at your side you tried to shoulder all their burdens. To take them all and hold them yourself. But these past few days have shown you that you cannot do everything on your own. You would not fail but not because you were all powerful but because you rely on the strength of others and take them on as your own. You were a wall that evil would break upon, a wall made up of the hope and strength of others.

You awake once more in the vastness of your mind. There is no courtroom, there is no hell, there is no fear. But doubt still remains and with in that doubt lies a kernal of hope.

>Do you wish to continue?
>Yes.
>No.

>If you do. What does doubt mean to you? What is hope for you?
>Write in.
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>Yes.
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>>4583802
>Yes.
Doubt is the mind understanding the uncertainty of the world, for nothing is truly certain, and only a fool would believe it so. But if a person would doubt everything, they would do nothing. Hope is what shields one from despair, what allows faith and trust to exist. Doubt may be the basis of the nature, but hope is the building block of civilization. And they are both two sides of the same feeling.
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>>4583858
This was probably the most pretencious thing I've ever written
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>>4583802
>Yes.

>Doubt is uncertainty and a warning that something could exceed our limits, but if left to grow becomes an enemy that wraps us in rope of 'what could be's' and in turn dooms us to failure through inaction.

>Hope is the mother of faith and trust, that the unknown or the unknowable will bring good fortune over the bad. A promise of safety and comfort, that can spread like fire from person to person, if only given the right fuel, growing in strength as it spreads rather than diluting. A fire of virtue rather than a poison.

I debated way too long on how TL would look at it.
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>>4583850
>>4583858
>>4583879
Sorry about that. Doing some post holiday, pre birthday clean up. I'll get to writing.
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>>4583861
To be fair, you have to have a very high IQ to understand Tai Lung Quest. The humour is extremely subtle, and without a solid grasp of Chinese theological architecture most of the jokes will go over a typical viewer's head. There's also Tai Lungs's optimistic outlook, which is deftly woven into his characterisation- his personal philosophy draws heavily from Shonen literature, for instance. The fans understand this stuff; they have the intellectual capacity to truly appreciate the depths of these jokes, to realise that they're not just funny- they say something deep about LIFE. As a consequence people who dislike Tai Lung Quest truly ARE idiots- of course they wouldn't appreciate, for instance, the humour in Xin Lan's existential state "Almost completely emotionless" which itself is a cryptic reference to Helen from Wildbow's 'Twig'. I'm smirking right now just imagining one of those addlepated simpletons scratching their heads in confusion as Luo Gaunzhong's genius wit unfolds itself on their computer screens. What fools.. how I pity them.

And yes, by the way, i DO have a Tai Lung Quest tattoo. And no, you cannot see it. It's for the ladies' eyes only- and even then they have to demonstrate that they're within 5 cultivation levels of my own (preferably lower) beforehand. Nothin personnel kid .
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>>4583968
Truly I'm the greatest writer of our time and not at all someone who worries everything they write is in fact, overly flowery drivel.
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>>4583974
To be fair, Panic over quality is natural in doing work for other people that you wish to do right.

You just need a big enough ego to cushion it or the presence of mind to dissect useful information from the critisism.
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Just a bit more. You think to yourself. You were at the precipice of something, you could feel it. All you had to do was push just a bit more...and yet you could feel some weight on you, almost like exhaustion. Perhaps it was you just sitting too long or thinking too hard but you had to continue. If you stopped now, you may never have another chance to try this knowing how things go. You press onward and focus on your doubts. This time there is no senario for you to live out. Much like doubts themselves they are invisible but always tugging at your mind. Much like fear there will always be doubts and just like fear to know what doubts are, to come to an understanding about what they are, is the first step to overcome them. In understanding there is acknowledgement and in acknowledging you can learn to let go.

To you, Doubt is the mind understanding the uncertainty of the world, for nothing is truly certain, and only a fool would believe it so. But if a person would doubt everything, they would do nothing. Doubt is a warning that something could exceed our limits, but if left to grow it becomes and enemy that warps you up in the ropes of 'what could be' and in turns dooms your to failure through inaction. To accept doubt is to accept your limits and by accepting those limits one can shield themselves from failure. However, blindly accepting one's limits lead to stagnation and to stagnate is to blindly accept defeat. Therefore Hope is what shields one from despair, what allows faith and trust to exist. With Hope being the mother of faith and trust, that the unknown or the unknowable will bring good fortune over the bad it can then become a promise of safety and comfort, that can spread like fire from person to person, if only given the right fuel, growing in strength as it spreads rather than diluting. A fire of virtue rather than a poison. Doubt may be the basis of the nature, but hope is the building block of civilization. And they are both two sides of the same feeling.

You remember your friends, who so boldly bare their doubts to you, and ask why they would do such a thing? Because they hold fast to hope. They firmly believe that things will become better. They choose to expose themselves to doubt and danger because their faith in a better tomorrow gives them the strength to move on. Something you lost when you stood in place for your brother. So knowing what hope and doubt are. Knowing what they mean to you and what they represent in your journey, the limits you must face and the will to see them through, the question becomes simple.

>What gives you hope? Why do people see you as theirs?
>Write in.
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>>4583995
>Our hope comes from our friends experiences and joys, their inevitable triumphs and how they rebound from their setbacks. But part of our hope is the possibility that our hands can be cleaned and our father will not look at us with disdain and hate when next we meet.
>But others see hope in us because we appear, solid and reliable, our skills used in service of others without willful malice. Providing an example of trying to be the best that we can be is sure to inspire faith, and in turn Hope for what good we can do.

Not gonna lie, second half I'm unsure about. But I leave it to you lot to give final verdict. The gist is "doing good deeds creates expectation of further being able to reliably do more good deeds and greater deeds, both by the example and others who they inspire"
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>>4583995
>What give us hope is that while what is gone is gone, the future itself is uncertain, and that means that every path can be changed, that while a bridge may be burned down, another can be built. Redemption is not a book of debts to be repaid, but to do good for it's own sake.
>Our friends like to us because we gave then a chance to change, a new look to see life. They were following their path in life believing it was the only option. We try treat others as equals, and don't force our thinking onto.
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Judging by the rate of spiritual events ands self-reflections we keep doing in our journey, Tai Lung will either end up founding a new school of tought or a religion when he leaves the Pools. Or giving how things work in China, it will be both at the same time.
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>>4584014
>>4584060
Taking these. Writing.
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>>4584068
Doubt it. Perhaps he shall wander until his death and then wander further in Eureka.
Or perhaps he shall take an apprentice to bestow Dragon style upon, though that just REEKS of 'master must face his fallen student' potential. Maybe multiple people in succession who just want to do good like ming, and helping them grow or foster their own styles. But I cannot see Tai Lung as a philosopher or wise man primarily
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Your hope comes from your friends' experiences and joys, their inevitable triumphs and how they rebound from their setbacks. But another part is the possibility that your hands can be clean once more and the idea that your father's gaze will not be one of disdain and hate the next time you meet. It is a hope that comes from believing that while the is gone and unchangable, the future itself is uncertain, and that means that every path can be changed. While a bridge may be burned down, another can be rebuilt. Redemption is not a book of debts to be repaid, but doing good is to be done for it's own sake.

However, you are not the only one who draws hope form those around you. You, yourself, have become a symbol of hope. Before it becomes arrogance and you are blinded by your own hubris, you contemplate why that is and the truth behind it. Your friends look up to you because you have give them the option that no one else did. The chance to change, to see life in a new way and to become the person they wish to be not the one they have been told to be. They were following their path in life believing it was the only option and you had come showing them that there were alternatives. Others see hope in you because you appear solid and reliable. Out of nowhere you arrive and use your skills in service of others without willful malice. You serve as an example to others, to be the best that they can possibly be, and in doing good you strive to inspire other to do good as well. Your goal is not to dictate the lives of other nor to judge their morality. Every time you've come across someone you've done the same thing and that is to give them a choice. You don't impose your will or morals on anyone while treating them as an equal and that, you believe, is why people turn to you. When you offer a choice to someone who is downtrodden or malicious and they choose to change for the better, it inspires others in seeing that they too can change and that, you hope, is an effect that ripples across to others like a fallen rock in a still pond.

You breathe a sigh of relief as you come to your conclusions. It feels as if the weight has finally been lifted from your shoulders. There is no more hiding and no more shying away from the truths you had hidden within yourself. While not a complete fix for your woes, you have reaffirmed yourself. By facing the horrors your have faced head on, you have steeled your resolve into something far stronger than it has ever been before. There are still many more things you could explore but those are for your journey with your friends and not something you can discover on your own. You come to terms with what you have uncovered and decide that now is a good time to come back to yourself.
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You slowly come to awareness as you pull back from the deepest parts of your mind. The immediate sensations confuse you. You're on your back but it does not feel like grass. What is below you is much too soft. Furthermore, you feel something pressed firmly against your forehead and then you realize something is wrapped around your head rather firmly. It's around this time when you realize you can't see because something is draped over your face and you hear a soft voice. Renshu's voice. "I'm sorry. I'm so very sorry. I should have done something. If I had known...I'm sorry my brother." Everything seems to click together when you feel something wet drip onto your forehead and you come to the conclusion that the rabbit was hugging you and pressing his forehead against yours. Furthermore he was crying.

>What do you do?
>Ask what is happening.
>Say something.
>Simply sit up and look around.
>Write in.
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>>4584125
I sort of fell in love with the idea that the four will simply just travel for the rest of their days. That or they'd split up to live their own lives but they regularly meet up every so often. They've become that close as friends. Thinking of the inevitable fact that they will die of old age is bittersweet to me though. Perhaps they'll simply move on to Eureka and explore there as friends? I'm not sure how the game will end to be honest.
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>>4584134
>sit up and give the rabbit a hug back, and get that shit off of our faces.
>"Renshu, thank you for your help and concern. But I am not dead yet."
>Ask how long we were out.

>>4584139
Who knows? Ming will probably settle down though. She has daiyu.
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>>4584143
Also, I think we need a new group rule. Tai Lung must be left alone for 2 weeks before being declared dead, and if buried, put in a cave or other large area where someone could survive if they wake up.

I'm getting tired of being wrapped up in funeral clothes.
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>>4584147
Luckily for you, you're not. Your face is just pressed up against Renshu's shirt.
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>>4584134
>Ask what is happening.
>Simply sit up and look around.
Is Renshu blaming himself again for the sacrifice we made for him?
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>>4584125
We can always end up like Ogway in the give advice to others and they figure it out type of martial artist.
One way or the other, I think we should eventually write our thoughts and experiences. If it ends up helping even one person finding peace or redemption it would be worth it.
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>>4584143
>>4584156
Asking what's going on. We probably died again. Maybe. Writing.
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You sit up and feels Renshu step back and slide off your face revealing their stunned face. "Renshu, thank you for your help and concern. But I am not dead yet." You say gently as you pull them into a tight hug. Renshu stays still for a moment before he wraps his arms around your neck and hugs you tightly, sobbing into your shoulder.

"I thought we lost you." He says.

"What happened?" You ask looking around. "How l long have I been out?" You see Xin Lan kneeling next to you, presumably looking over your body as you lay down. Their eyes are cold and lifeless and they remain unmoving. Renshu pulls back and rubs his teary eyes.

"We were meditating lke you wanted. I sensed you. You were frightened...and then nothing." He says. "No feeling. No thoughts. Nothing. We couldn't rouse you from your sleep. It's been three whole days...We tried everything. We thought...we thought your mind had collapsed." Renshu looks away. "I should have been more attentive. I should have known something was wrong. Even if you wanted to shoulder it yourself, I should have known something was wrong. I shouldn't have pushed you like that." The rabbit says looking increadibly distraught.

>What do you do?
>Ask where Ming is. You don't see her.
>Ask if Xin Lan is alright. It's been a long long time since you've seen them like that and last time they threatened to kill everyone in the vicinity.
>Try to calm down Renshu.
>Write in.
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>>4584218
>Try to calm down Renshu
>Ask if Xin Lan is alright.
Pat the bunnies, both of them
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>>4584218
>Calm bunnies
>Ask about ming and Xin.
>Ask if anything bad had happened in the time we have been out/explain what we have been doing
>apologise for making him worry

Must make sure friends are okay.
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So has Tai Lung regained his Inner Peace?
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>>4584713
Very possibly, given our fear is lifted and our doubts are assessed. But we have to deal with our friends first.

If I recall, Inner peace is being perfectly aware of who you are and thusly not letting your thoughts cloud your mind. But I don't suggest going to meditate and test it right now, because if we have been our for 3 days, then we should have the poision made and need to start hunting down the mongols
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>>4584721
And we also are officially fired.
Oh fuck we got to check if the smug cunt managed to kidnap An Bo or not.
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>>4584802
Friends first, dealing with the world next.
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>>4584227
>>4584405
Taking these. Writing. I'll be slow today guys.
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>>4584930
Half surprised we are getting any posts this week
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>>4584954
Well I don't want it to seem I've abandoned the game.
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"It's alright." You say trying to soothe Renshu. "You didn't know and I didn't think this would happen. There was nothing you could have done and I didn't expect you to do anything either." You say patting Renshu on the back. You look down at Xin Lan. "What's going with Xin?" You ask. "What's wrong?" Renshu shakes his head.

"I don't know." He admits. "Ever since we've brought you here they've just kneeled next to you and haven't moved. They refuse to speak or acknowledge anything. As always I cannot sense them. I do not know what they're feeling or what they're thinking."

You look at Xin Lan, still unmoving. "What about Ming? Where is she?"

"She just left to go get food." Renshu replies still eyeing their sibling. "They haven't eaten either but still she brings us food." You nod.

"Have I missed anything?" You ask crossing your legs.

"No. A man who claimed to be the guard Captain came to visit after he noticed you had not arrived in the morning as you always do. Then the young woman who we helped and her beloved came as well to pay their well wishes."

"Is she ok?" You ask.

"Yes. She seemed a bit shaken over your state but otherwise appeared unharmed. The young man's father came as well to pay his respects as well though he mentioned you seemed to stubborn to let somthing like this keep you down." He says weakly. "If you would like, I can go find Miss Ming and get you something to eat."

>What do you say?
>Accept. You haven't eaten in three days after all.
>Ask something else.
>Tell Renshu you don't mind waiting.
>Get up and go do something?
>Write in.
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>>4585005
>Accept
>get up and try to get a reaction from Xin. Hopefully they are just asleep.

And Renshu can't sense them still. Curious
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>>4585005
>Accept. You haven't eaten in three days after all.
Try to interact with Xin. Sense their emotions or something.
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>>4585009
>>4585174
Sorry about not posting yesterday. Got a bit of a family emergency. Family memeber tested postitive for COVID and I spent Christmas with them so I had to go get tested and make sure they were alright. They only got mild symptoms so it's like a bad cold. All in all a pretty bad birthday for me. Still, gotta keep positive lest the cabin fever set in. I'll get to writing and not bore you all with the details.
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>>4585834
it's fine man, Happy birthday by the way.
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>>4585838
Thanks. Hope your new years goes well. Been a crazy one but this quest has been a blast.
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>>4585862
Happy birthday, how often have you heard " just to be clear this present also counts as your Christmas gift too"
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>>4585890
Pretty much every birthday I've had lol. Though that's if they want to be "clever" about it. Most of the time it's "This also counts as your birthday gift." When they hand me something on christmas. I'm not really the kind of person to demand gifts. I feel that kind of defeats the purpose of them and I'm the kind of person that sort of feels bad when someone spends money on me so I've grown up not expecting gifts nor asking for them. Just a simple homecooked meal is more than enough for me. Being broke sucks and I don't really want to strain anyone's wallets.

Though there was one time when I was younger that everyone pitched in and we skipped christmas celebrations to throw a massive birthday party after my highschool graduation. That was pretty awesome. I had more BBQ ribs and chicken than I ever had. But yeah, I got it alot. It's sort of become a running gag now.
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>>4585906
I grew up poor too, then I discovered that if I tell people who want to get me something, I want warm socks is a win win. Cheep but also needed. Cold day + super warm socks is the best
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>>4585918
Socks are great. I'm more partial to warm pants myself. That or a nice hoodie. Ironically, winter is my favorite season. I can't deal with the heat real well though summer means I can drink ice cold drinks as much as I want which I love.
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"Yes, please." You say. "I could use some food in me." Renshu nods and heads out. You half expected them to leave through the window as their younger sibling does but they simply take the door. You look outside the window, half expecting things to have gotten terrible while you were out but every is the same as it ever was. More importantly, you look down at Xin Lan who still hadn't moved. You reach out to touch them but hesistate and wonder what had come over them. No doubt they probably took your condition rather hard. "Hey." You say softly. "Xin, it's ok. I'm right here." You gingerly pet their head. "Everything is going to be fine." For a moment the rabbit doesn't react before they stir slightly.

"You died." They said. "Again."

"No." You reply. "No I just had to do some meditating. I simply stayed unconcious. Sorry about that." What comes next throws you off. You saw it coming and yet you don't do anything to move out of the way. Xin Lan's hand strikes you across the face and your head snaps to the side as they slap you. They seem a bit surpised themselves at the motion.

"Do you ever do that to me again." They say as tears run down their face. "I thought I lost you. You don't have the right to make me go through losing you again like that. Not like that. If I see you go down fighting then so be it. You chose that death and there's alway the chance I can kill them before they get to you. But not like this. Not where the only thing I can do is watch. I might not be able to understand things the way you do but I sure as hell understand that I don't like that feeling at all."

"Xin...I-"

"You're my best friend! How can you do that to me!" They shout. "Why didn't you tell me of all people?!"

>What do you say?
>Tell Xin Lan that you didn't expect something like this to happen. Even you're suprised.
>Apologize to Xin Lan. You didn't know this was going to happen but that's not excuse for putting your friends under that kind of stress.
>Pull Xin Lan into a hug. The amount of emotion they're expressing is something to be proud of. Though you wish it was under better circumstances. You're honored to be considered their best friend enough that they feel for you when you're like this.
>Write in.
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>>4585938
>Apologize to Xin, we really didn't know what was going to happen but actions have consequences.
>"I have never done that before Xin, I didn't know that you could do it but I'm sorry for scaring you"

Plus, now isn't really the time for a hug or to tell them that their progress is something to be proud of, though I think we should have that thought floating around in the back of our heads.
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>>4585946
Taking this vote then.Writing.
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"I'm sorry." You say. "I've never done anything like that before Xin, I didn't know that you could do it but I'm sorry for scaring you." Xin Lan crosses their arms across their chest as they hold themselves.

"It feels terrible." They say. "To be unable to do anything. To feel useless. Its as if I might as well not exist."

"I know." You say pulling Xin Lan into your arms. "And I'm sorry. You know I'd never do anything make anyone feel like that. Ever." Xin Lan simply rests their forehead against your chin. "It'll be alright though. The feeling will go away and we'll move forward."

"Yeah..." Xin Lan says quietly. "Hopefully..."

"It will." You repeat. "All it takes is time. Feeling what you felt is normal." The two of you simply stay still not really saying anything. You're unsure what else you can say to someone who is experiencing fear for the first time and Xin Lan isn't saying much either. You're not sure how long the two of you simply sit there before you hear the sounds of footsteps running towards your room. Out of habit built from a thousand repetitions, both you and Xin Lan let go and get ready. Ming bursts through the door holding bags of what you assume is food. They're promptly discarded on Renshu's bed before you find Ming throwing herself on top of you.

"You're awake!" She shouts. "You have to stop doing these things. It's not funny."

"Believe me." You say. "Xin's already let me have it and I don't do it on purpose." You admit. "It just happens. I didn't know doing some introspection was going to take 3 days."

"I don't think my heart can take much more of this." She says. "How is it that you always manage to find another way to scare the daylights out of us?"

"I'm wondering that myself." You admit. "I thought I knew everything about Kung Fu. Turns out I'm woefully incorrect."

"Perhaps it would be best if we allow our friend to eat before we continue to chastise him." Renshu says. "For now let us be happy that he is unharmed." Ming frowns but nods as she pulls away from you.

"Alright but if you do something like this again...Well I don't know what I'll do." She admits.

>What do you say?
>Tell her that it won't happen again. You're not sure if you can do something like it either.
>Say that you'll try to be more open about your plans next time. You can't promise it won't happen again but at least they can have a warning.
>Say nothing and eat your meal. You can talk when you're full.
>Write in.
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>>4586241
>Say that you'll try to be more open about your plans next time. You can't promise it won't happen again but at least they can have a warning.
We were all meditanting together, I don't know someone can warn someone else of something they don't know will happen.
Only apologizing to make them feel better really.
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>>4585834
I had a busy day, so couldn't answer you. Happy birthday boss. Hope you don't get the rona. I caught it it july and only had diarrhea for the entire day, but some of my family members got hospitalized and one died, so it's no joke.
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>>4586281
>Support
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>>4586283
Thanks for the happy birthday. Sorry about your loss though. This year's been tough on everyone and I wish we didn't have to have stuff like this happen to us. I just hope the next one becomes better.

>>4586281
>>4586286
Taking these votes. Writing.
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"I'll try to be more open about my plans." You say. "I was honestly just meditating with your guys and it sort of just dawned on me. Kind of like a flash of inspiration. I didn't realize where it would lead me." Ming sighs.

"I don't know what we'll do with you." She says half exsasperated half amused. "At least your safe." She says handing you some food. "I suppose you want to know how things are progressing right?" She asks.

You shrug sheepishly. "Yeah...you know I'm not one for sitting around for too long." You admit. "I'm sorry if this put you guys off track."

"Well we were mostly done by the time we went to meditate. During the time we thought you simply fell asleep form exhaustion, Renshu and I managed to make enough of that powder for our heist. All we have to do is decide when we leave." Ming says. "We're all stocked on supplies and travel rations too so we can head out and not need to come back for resupply in a while."

"Something else has come up however, in our talks." Renshu adds.


"What do you mean?" You ask as you take a sip of your juice.

"We're not going to kill anyone." Renshu says. "That much we've all decided long ago. However, that brings up the issue of what to do with the bodies. We can't simply leave an entire band of raiders unconcious. Barring anyone sumbling upon them and taking revenge while they're unable to defend themselves, the more likely problem is that they can simply go back to raiding and attacking towns once they wake up. Even as skilled as we are, we simply cannot transport such a large group on our own. Even if we take their leader alone, the rest will surely try to get her back and if they don't they could attack other towns in retaliation or as a means of holding them hostage for her return. It's a rather big dillema we've realized."

You think for a moment. Renshu and the others did have a point. You couldn't just move that large group on your own. Long ago when you fought the bandit clan it was easy. You had a caravan of merchants to help you and the trip was only about 2 days away. Not to mention that this raider group is far more ruthless and organized. Trying to take their entire group would be foolish and would put your friends at risk should any of them escape or break their friends free. "Do you guys have any plans on how to deal with this?" You ask. "I don't think I can think of any at the moment." Your friends shake their heads.

"No unfortunately not." Renshu replies.

"Sorry but I can't think of anything." Ming admits. "We just don't have the man power. Maybe if we had the Five's help, we could do it. Even those guys would have to be crazy to think they could out manuver 8 master martial artists. If we could somehow petition the government for a group of soliders that might help but the fact you're a known criminal would make that impossible once they arrived to help us."

You take a bite of bread and think, hoping to come up with an answer.
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>What do you think?
>Say that first and foremost, collecting the scrolls takes priority. Head out and figure out how to deal with that problem after.
>Say that there's not much to be done. You can try and take the leader as a prisoner and hopefully the bandits will fall apart.
>Suggest that you go look for the Five then. It might be time to team up with them once more.
>Go look for the noble. It might be a longshot but if the noble is actually the prince. He may have more influence to call upon for help.
>Write in.
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>>4586367
>Say that first and foremost, collecting the scrolls takes priority. Head out and figure out how to deal with that problem after.
>Say that there's not much to be done. You can try and take the leader as a prisoner and hopefully the bandits will fall apart.
The Five are contantly on the move, and they are fast, unless they are stuck in a town's celebration, by the time we find out about them and get there they will be already be gone.
If the noble isn't the prince but a scout for the bandit, or if he is on the conspiracy, that can make morr problems.
Did the spirit we sent ever come back? If the guards are still alive they could help drag thr rest of thr army.
Other than that I have no ideia. Maybe systematically break their leg so they can't run? Dig a hole for each one and put them in? A lot of rope? Chi strikes?
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>>4586367
>It's a longshot, but...Oogway once used a technique that banished someone to Eureka. If we sent them there, they would not die, and they could not cause harm to the masters or spirits that live there, since they lack the knowledge of how to steal one's chi. Perhaps there they could be safe, and...potentially learn the errors of their ways. And it's not entirely a permanent one-way trip.
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>>4586386
I'll support, but I do think that chi strikes are really long lasting unless reversed so walking about the camp and sticking nails in their pressure points or chi striking them can keep them largely subdued. It is just a matter of doing it while the drugs keep them unconsious.

I'm going to assume that the five will catch up with us eventually. But if they dont then we could send Xin back to town to get help.
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>>4586386
>>4586695
We have to focus on the scrolls first. Then we can try and take the leader prisoner. Writing.
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"First and foremost, the scrolls are our priority." You say. "I hate the idea of having to leave the raiders to their own devices but if the royal family is killed it can throw all of China into Chaos. No doubt that there are families who would love to take their place."

"Several." Xin Lan interjects.

You nod. "And the risk of some kind of civil war breaking out over who gets the rule is too dangerous. That's not what my master fought for and not what his friend was banished for when they tried to unify China. If we can, we can try to take their leader prisoner. Managing one person is easier than an army and hopefully, without their leadership, the raiders will fall apart."

"I guess that's as good as a plan as we can get." Ming replies. "But what about the Five?"

"It would take too long to track them down." You say. "Even if we hear about them arriving in a village or city, by the time we get there they might already be gone." You think for a moment. "Did that spirit ever return?" You ask Renshu. The rabbit nods.

"It did. Unfortunately, you were indisposed. I managed to discern some information from it though undoubtly you would have been able to glean more." He says. "From what I gathered, there are people in Xiqi. Raiders or no I cannot say and the spirit did not recognize them as either. Though it did mention that the people were were nervous if not hopeful. Many of them had carts and seemd to be rummaging around the ruined buildings."

"What about the guards?" You ask. Renshu shakes his head.

"I do not know. I'm sorry but it was rather difficult to understand your friend. From the sounds of it though, it seems that there being a reconstruction effort might be more likely than we assumed. Or it could be scavengers hoping to find treasures in the ruins." He says. "We should remain hopefull. Nothing the spirit managed to convey seemed to indicate these people were raiders or trying to be secretive about their activities." You nod. "It seems like we've done all we could here then." He says. "Perhaps it's time we move on?"

>What do you say?
>Agree with Renshu. Your week is up and Ming has finished her poison. Best you leave before you fall behind.
>Ask for a bit more time. There are things you still want to get done. (What do you want to do in town?)
>Write in.
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>>4587067
>Best we leave and try to determine the truth about Xiqui.
Maybe we should move at a "proper" pace, even if Ming needs to ride on our back to keep up. But given her training, I think she can handle it.
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>>4587067
> best to leave now
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>>4587071
>>4587075
Heading out now. I suppose I should have asked, where to?

>Xiqi. Where you hear there are people there. (2 weeks away)
>Yunnan. Where the library once stood. (week away)
>Another one of the raided towns.
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>>4587106
>Xiqi. Where you hear there are people there. (2 weeks away)
Let's check it out. Perhaps the raiders stayed there until they got the scroll and than left, so it still be worth investigating.
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>>4587106
> Xiqi
If the raiders aren't there (told by the spirit) we need to think of a way to track them
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>>4587106
>Xiqui.
We need ot be sure. And should we tell the captain that one of our friends is has confirmed that Xiqui looks safe but we are checking it out now.

Oh yeah, leave an offering to that spirit guys. We cant just leave without paying the man for his services.
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>>4587195
Or hell, we could try meditating again to talk to the spirit. But I feel like the others would threaten us with dismemberment.
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>>4587136
>>4587154
>>4587195
Heading to Xiqi. Our curiosity is piqued.
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>>4587195
Oh yeah we promised incense to little guy. Gotta keep promises.
Can we warn the captain and say bye to the tavern family first?
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>>4587232
I mean, probably.

And I remember the spirit liked sweets, I think it was. Made him feel happy or something.
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"Yes." You say. "We need to head out or we'll run the risk of the trail going cold. If anyone still has some things to they still need to buy or look for we should do that now. I don't know when we'll be in another village so we should make the most of our time here. We'll meet back up here in a few hours before we hit the road." You friends nod.

"Alright. I'll be good to hit the road once more." Ming says stretching. "I kind of miss the quiet walks in the woods."

"Some quiet might do us all some good." You admit. "Although, it's best we don't linger here any longer otherwise we'll start to slack off on our training and we'll need all the practice we can get if things go south."

"Do you think something will go wrong?" Ming asks.

"No but we can't always assume things will go our way. Keeping back up plans has served us well. I don't see any reason to stop now." You say standing up. Everyone follows suit and goes their seperate ways to get things done. Your first stop is to the bakery to buy some jam stuffed sweets. You make your way to the shrine and place them there with a small prayer. You don't feel anything immediate but you hope that the spirit finds them. It does however prompt you to wonder how the spirits enjoy food offerings. Perhaps it the emotion when giving the offering? Or maybe they can taste them by touching them? You're left pondering the mysteries of the universe as you leave the shrine to head out and find the captain.

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Unsurprisingly, the two guards are at their post when you arrive though they seem half asleep this time as one is heavily leaning against their spear and the other has his helm over their eyes. You sigh and nudge them both awake. "You're under arrest for stealing governement property!" The porcupine shouts. The monkey snorts and murmers something about his wife before coming to attention.

"Oh it's you." They say. You wave.

"Still sleeping on the job?" You muse.

"No. We were merely having a tactical respite. Have to keep ourselves energized." The porcupine says. "What can we do for you?"

>What do you say?
>Leave the captian a message. Tell him you're going to investigate his men.
>Ask to see the captian himself. You imght want to talk to him before leaving (what do you want to talk about?)
>Ask if the guard can spare some equipment. You normally travel light but perhaps you can ask for somethign to help.
>Write in.
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>>4587388
>Ask to see the captian himself. You imght want to talk to him before leaving (what do you want to talk about?)
Say that we are going to Xiqi to investigate, and the person we sent said that there is some sort of reconstrution effort there, so there's a chance the raiders were never there or left before his men got there.
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>>4587423
Do that, we are just here to assuage his worries and these two clowns are gonna be a security leak.
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>>4587423
Time for some theories about the raiders. If they really left before the army arrived they could have either been tipped off, or abandobed the region as soon as they got the scroll. Perhaps the raids on the surronding areas were just for loot, or were searching for it, or maybe were to thrown off any investigation about their true objetive.
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>>4587429
Lets not fill his head with baseless conjecture.
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>>4587423
>>4587426
Talking to the captain directly. Writing.
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>>4587454
I was just saying this ideas so the other anons could discuss. Probably should have clarified that though.
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"I'm here to see the captain. Want to thank him for hiring me before I head out." You half lie.

"Right this way then." The monkey says. "So you're gonna head out...you sure you don't want to come on board full time?" He asks. "You seem like a good fit for the job." You shake your head.

"No thanks. Job's fine but I kind of like the freedom of traveling." You admit. "Though there is something to be said about helping people. Maybe if I ever decide to settle down I'll think about it."

"Well I'm sure the captain will have a spot for you if you ever decide to settle." The man says leading you to the captain's office. "Town's really nice once you get to know it."

"Believe me, I have." You say. "And it is a nice town but I feel like have some more travelling to do before I want to find a place I want to live in permanently." You knock on the door and hear a muffled. "Come in." You give the monkey a polite wave and step in. The captain was busy writing some notes on a few documents when he looks up to see you.

"Come to say goodbye?" He asks gruffly. "Didn't think you were the type. I'm not one for them either."

"In a roundabout way." You say closing the door behind you. "We're leaving. Heading to Xiqi to look into it. My contact came back with news saying that there are people there and they're rummaging around the ruins complete with carts. It could be the reconstruction is going on."

"Or it can be the raiders scavenging the ruins." The captain points out.

"You believe that?" You ask.

"No. Carts for raiders is too cumbersome and they would have picked the town clean if they were the ones who raided it." The captain says. "It's most likely scavengers."

"Which means your men have a chance to be alive." You say. "If they are I'll make sure to give them an earful for you."

"Believe me, the only earful anyone is getting it the mayor." The captain says putting his pen down. "Nonetheless, if you can get them back to me, I'll be thankful though I'm afraid I probably won't be able to get a payment to you for it."

"Don't worry about it." You say. "You've paid me enough." The captain nods.

"When are you leaving?"

"In a few hours. I thought you should know what we were going to do." You say.

"Then I wish you good luck. If there's anything else, then I don't want to keep you." He says.

>What do you say?
>Ask the captain something. (What do you ask?)
>Say that you're fine and head out.
>Say that there's nothing else and head to a different part of town. You have enough time to do something else.
>Write in.
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>>4587568
God imagine going to start some shit in a small town and one of the guards that shows up is Tai fucking Lung.
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>>4587568
>Say that you're fine and head out.
Also this. Let's get this train wreck a rollin
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>>4587568
>Say that there's nothing else and head to a different part of town. You have enough time to do something else.
Say goobye to the couple, see if anthing happened the past 3 days.
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>>4587568
>Say you are fine and then say goodbye to An Bo and the Boars

Love our little romeo and juliet
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I don't like to leave votes hanging but I'm taking today and tomorrow off. Just gonna take a few days to decompress and send the year off. It's been a wild one and probably the first year I can say was a bad one in a long time though running a quest again has made it more bearable. So thanks for that and I hope your new years stuff is a safe and enjoyable one if not the second then at least the first one. Take it easy guys and I'll see you next year.
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>>4588272
Hey man, there is no problem, it's already impressive you took time from cristmas to write to random people in a tawainese surfing chat. Have a well deserved time off.
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>>4588272
I'm with the other anon Luo, you already delivered more than you needed to and more consistently than a lot of other QMs.

Have a good break and stop worrying about a Mongolian pillaging and assassination planning calligraphy forum.
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>>4587712
>>4587801
New year means new quest...but not more me! We gotta save China, say goodbye to the couple and there are still every head pats left to give. Writing!
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"I'm fine for now, thank you." You say extending your hand to the captain. "But I wish you good luck as well." The captain stands and gives you a firm handshake. You give the man a polite nod and leave the office and the station. The two guards wave at you and you can't help but worry a bit about the town's safety with those two around but nothing more can be done. The sun was slowly making it's way towards noon but you still had a bit left before you had to meet up with your companions so you decide to go to check up on Chuanli and his family.

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The town felt emptier than ever before now that many of the traders seemed to have left for other places. There was an almost unnatural and yet peaceful calm as you walk throught the streets for what may be the last time in a while. To compound this feeling, The Road's End felt emptier than ever before but it also felt a bit more welcoming now that there wasn't the constant noise of revelry. Now it seemed like a place to grab a drink and relax after a hard day's work before heading home than a festive hang out for weary travelers.

"Hello! And Welcome to The Road's-" You hear An Bo say warmly before the clatter of mugs. "You're awake! Guang! He's awake!" She shouts happily. The young boar pokes his head out of the backroom door.

"Sonofabitch...he really is!" He says warmly. "See I told you An. Nothing could take my man down. I'll get you a drink." He says before ducking back into the room. Very faintly your keen hearing picks up. "Hey old man! He's awake! Where do we keep the aged ale?!"

An Bo giggles. "He's lying. He's been pacing the past few days worried sick when there wasn't work to be done." She says motioning you to take a seat. "How are you feeling?" She asks.

>What do you say?
>Well though you'll feel a bit better once you're on the road again and feeling the breeze on your face.
>Say you're doing fine though you have to admit you'll miss the warm food and cold drink as you travel.
>Say the same as always. Oddly enough these kinds of things tend to happen to you more often than you'd expect.
>Write in.
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>>4590356
>We're doing fine, near death and spiritual trauma is part and parcel of our life. We will miss the food though.

It's all a day in the life of our existance. Will we be coming back here, you guys think?
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>>4590356
>Say the same as always. Oddly enough these kinds of things tend to happen to you more often than you'd expect.
The life of a protagonist of a martial artisi story is a interesting one.
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>>4590393
>>4590433
Taking these. Writing.
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"I'm fine." You say casually. "Being knocked out, life and death, it's sort of become common place in my life." You say with a shrug. "Wouldn't have though of it originally but I've almost gotten used to it. I will miss the food though on my travels."

An Bo frowns. "You're leaving?" She asks. "That's not good. Can't you stay here with us? There'd be a lot less of that going on if you settled down."

You shake your head but before you can respond Guang returns and interrupts. "You're leaving?" He asks. "I mean...I knew you were a temp guard but I didn't think you'd be leaving so soon." He says handing you a mug of ale. You take it and have a sip. It would be bad form if you insulted Guang's generosity by simply chugging the drink down. The ale was cool from it's time in the storage and it's flavors were smoothed out rather than having the overbearing taste most freshly brewed beers had.

Gently lowering your mug you say, "Yeah. My friends and I have some things we need to do and unfortunately it requires a lot of travel."

"Well can't you stay a bit longer?" An Bo asks. "New Years is around the corner. Surely you can stay for that right?"

Again you politely shake your head. "I'm afraid not." You insist. "We were only meant to stay a week and all of us would love to stay longer, I'm afraid we're on a bit of a timer. I'm sorry." An Bo nods sadly.

"Oh...I understand." She says.

Guang crosses his arms. "I get it. Man's gotta do what a man's gotta do but like...you'll visit right?" He asks. "It's not like you'll be gone forever."

>What do you say?
>Say you'll be back in time for New Years. It's still two months away.
>Say you'll visit next time you're in the area though you're not sure when that will be.
>Tell Guang that your travels don't really allow you to return places you visited but they have the convenience of being in a set location so you can send them letters at least.
>Write in.
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>>4590513
>We'll visit when we are next in the area, it should be sort of soon
>We will send you letters, if you'd like

We are going to return the mongolian leader here, aren't we? To the captain? Or were we going to drop them off somewhere else?
If we ain't coming back in a good long while, we should probably give them our true name.
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>>4590514
Come to think of it, did we actually give any of them our assumed name?

I'm pretty sure we just got involved and are only known as "The Snow Leopard guard bui.t like a brick shithouse". Which makes me laugh, actually
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>>4590534
Nope. Not a single person in this town knows your name. You're just as you said. "The snow leopard guard that's build like a goddamn brick fort." Hilariously the most you raised this entire week during your duties is your voice. You never actually resorted to violence. The most "violent" you became was when you scared the hell out of Guang's friends.
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>>4590513
>Tell Guang that your travels don't really allow you to return places you visited but they have the convenience of being in a set location so you can send them letters at least.
I'm unsure if the raiders still are in Xiqi, or with we can return away the way here after chasing them, so I won't make a promise we can't guarantee. But we always write a letter to Shifu at the end of each arc anyway, so might as well expand the habit to other people too.
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>>4590536
I'm laughing, I'm laughing so hard.

But yeah, we should enlighten them as to our identity. I hope they take it well but even if they don't, there's no point to keeping our name hidden anymore.
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>>4590514
>>4590555
Do you want to tell them who you really are?
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>>4590565
I do.
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>>4590565
I'd back that
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>>4590583
>>4590566
Alright. Time for spooks. Writing.
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"I can't make any promises." You say. "Our travels don't usually bring us back to the same spot but if we're in the area then we can certainly try and make a detour. But I'll definitely write you letters. Most of the people we've met tend to travel a lot as well but seeing as how you guys live here. I can certainly take the time to write to you about what we've been up to."

"Yes please!" An Bo says clapping her hands together. "I'd love that."

"Just don't go off using these as an excuse to brag." Guang jokes as he swaps out mugs. "We'll know if you're lying."

"Wouldn't dream of it." You laugh and take another drink. "So how were things while I was out?" You ask.

"Getting calmer." An Bo says. "With so many people heading out, we've been getting less and less customers but that just means the regular townsfolk are coming back. We've been making a few drinks but they won't be done for a few months."

"Yeah, so that just means we'll have that many more brews to have you try out when you swing by." Guang says. "You'll see, this place will be the talk of the town when you get back. If you make it for New Years, we'll have another small intake of traders but it shouldn't be as busy."

You raise your mug. "If your new brews taste anything like this, I'll gladly look forward to them." You say drinking a bit more. "And I'll look forward to the food. Anything to feel like I'm home again."

"I'll be like you never left." An Bo says. You smile and drain the last of your drink.

"I don't doubt that you'll succeed." You say. You look around the tavern to see if anyone was around. The only people around were just you and the couple leading you to say. "You know...I don't think I ever introduced myself." You say. Guang and An Bo look at each other confused before it dawns on them.

"Hey...you never did." Guang says before face palming. "And I never meant to ask. I'm an idiot."

"Huh...I never did think about it either." She says thinking about it. "You were just...I don't know. Trust worthy? I just felt like I could believe in you that it never occured to me to ask for your name. Like I'd known you all my life."

"Well I certainly never made a habit to give out my name." You admit. "So that's my mistake. But since you trusted me enough to help you two I think you do deserve to know my name. My real name."

"As opposed to your fake name?" Guang jokes.

"Exactly." You smirk. "My name is Tai Lung. The man who attacked the Valley of Peace."

The two give you a look and stay quiet before Guang bursts out laughing. "Nice one. How many people have you fooled with that?" He says smirking. "I mean you certainly look the part, you're even a snow leopard to boot but everyone knows that the real Tai Lung was imprisoned or banished like 20 years ago. He'd almost be my old man's age."
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>What do you say?
>Insist that it's really you. While you certainly do look young, about mid to late 20s, you were infact in jail for 20 years.
>Say that Tai Lung is you, you even have the Five coming after you to prove it.
>Laugh along with them and tell them your false name. Perhaps it would be best if they continued to believe that you're someone else.
>Write in.
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>>4590654
>Smile. "Believe whatever you wish."
Then take our leave.
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>>4590656
>Anyways, I go by Xinbao (thats the fake name right?) now, or atleast for people that aren't my friends. Call me whatever you prefer.
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>>4590656
>Smile. "Believe whatever you wish."
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>>4590656
>Believe what you wish. Smile.
If the five turn up, you can ask them I guess, but it is time I took my leave
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>>4590661
>>4590717
>>4590846
Remember when we were the mysterious stranger? Turns out we still got it. Writing.
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>>4591417
>Tips straw hat and adjusts quickdraw sword holster
>"See ya round partners"

You've given my chinese snow leopard gunslinger Tai Lung. I hope you are happy with yourself.
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>>4591428
We used to have a staw hat. Got lost on our adventures. Still have that sword of heroes though.

But yes, I'm very pleased with myself. Next arc is gonna be take TL and the crew to the future in the wild west. Samurai Jack style. Not really but Samurai Jack quest sounds kinda neat.
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You give them a smile. "Believe whatever you wish." You say mysteriously. "But I need to head out. My friends are probably waiting for me. We want to get some traveling done before the sun goes down. Good to hear the two of you are doing well." You place some coins on the counter and give them a wave as you leave and head back to the inn where you promised to meet your friends. For once, you're the last to get here and you find your friends milling about the entrance to the inn.

"Are you sure we can't get one last bite to eat here?" Xin Lan says kicking a rock.

"No because then you'll be too sleepy to walk and Xuěbào will have to carry you." Ming says adjusting the strap to her bag which was still stuffed to the brim with books.

"Its a sacrifice I'll make." They reply. Ming simply rolls her eyes and flicks their ear. Renshu adjusts the Guqin on his back as well.

"It seems like everyone is accounted for then." He says as you approach. "Everything in order?"

You nod. "Yeah, I'm good to go. Everyone ready to head out?"

"No." Xin Lan says immediately. Ming bats their ears.

"Yes." She says. "We'll eat later."

"It's not about being hungry. It's about the taste." They protest. You ruffle their ears.

"Then we should head out. Make some progress before it gets dark." You say.

>What pace will you set for your group?
>Average travel speed. About the same pace you took before you arrived and the same pace regular people travel.
>Fast paced. Not quite jogging but not quite running. Faster than average but more tiring.
>Full speed. All out running. Fast as possible but also extremely tiring.
>Write in.
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>>4591464
>Faster pace

Feel the burn
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>>4591464
>Full speed. All out running. Fast as possible but also extremely tiring.
We lost a few days meditating. Let's make up for it.
Ming...is just having extra training, haha.
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>>4591464
>Faster pace
Missed out on the mornings worth of travel
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>>4591464
>Fast paced. Not quite jogging but not quite running. Faster than average but more tiring.
If Ming gets too tired we end up losing time overall
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>>4591487
>>4591528
>>4591554
Gotta go fast but not too fast. Writing.
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You and your friends head out of town at a brisk pace. Several of the towns people wave goodbye to you on your way and you return the favor. It's still of an odd feeling to say goodbye. These people barely knew you and yet they treated you like someone who had been with them all your life. It was almost like the feeling you got when you were saying goodbye in Zhengyi though not as strong. Daiyu and the others at the temple had gone through a lot with you, having survived attacks from the Triads though you still couldn't help but feel a bit sad that you were leaving this quiet little town. Once your group had reached the roads outisde of the town, you and your group break into a jog. Not remotely close to your top speed but it was far faster than any regular person could travel. You're a bit surprised at Ming's progress. Even she was keeping up quite easily with your group right now. Even with all her bulk and heavy boots, she was jogging along with you and talking to Renshu and Xin Lan.

You can't help but grin and poke Ming's shoulder. "You sure seems awful casual for someone who's runng at the average person's top speed." You tease as you motion to your surroundings as they flowed around you like a river. Ming seems surprised herself.

Without slowing down so looks around. "We're...moving this fast?" She asks in awe.

"Told you, you'd be faster than anyone in the village. You just needed to nearly die a few times." Xin Lan teases with a smirk. "Made her run this fast for everything in town." They explain. "She already had the stamina, she just needed to teach herself a new base speed. The balancing and flexibility was to teach her to loosen up to facilitate it. Stay stiff and trying to move really fast as your normal speed and you're liable to rip or break something. Of course, Ming hasn't had much practice. But we'll stuff that in as we travel." You nod.

"It'll make travel faster, that's for sure." You say patting Ming's shoulder. "Good job." You say. Ming blushes and tugs at a strand of her hair.

"H-how much faster do you think we're going?" She asks trying to keep attention away from her face.

"Well..." You say looking around and trying to gauge your speed. "I think we can make it to Yunnan in about 5 or 6 days? Maybe we can lower it to 4 or 5 if we push ourselves but we're more likely to exhaust you."

"Wait, that's almost a third of a week shaved off and this is going to be natural pace from now on?" Ming asks in shock.

"No. It'll be faster than that." Xin Lan says. "Once we get some down time, we can dedicate another month or so and perhaps we might be able to knock down a week's worth of travel 3 or 4 days. You only have a week's worth of training. You're mostly relying on your endurance right now. But don't worry. You'll get there."
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"How fast can you guys go? Full sprint?" She asks. Xin Lan thinks.

"I'm not sure but we can certainly go much faster than our current estimates." They say. "But that's not really important. For now, we need to focus on you."

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You continue to travel onwards into the night. By the time you all stop to set up camp, the town is a distant memory lost among the trees. Ming starts a quick fire and you all huddle around it to bask in it's warmth. "So we're heading straight to Xiqi then?" She asks.

You nod. "That's the plan. Unless you had other ideas?"

Ming shakes her head. "No. I was just wondering if we were gonna stop at Yunnan."

"I would really rather not." Renshu says as he gently tunes his instrument.

"I don't think there's any reason to." You agree. "We've searched it top to bottom and found nothing."

"You thinking that the raiders might be there?" Xin Lan asks.

"No. But Yunnan to Zhengi is about 4 weeks both ways." Ming says. "I was thinking we might be able to run into The Five. Maybe they could help or they might have heard where we could look for the raiders. With their speed they could probably reach the town by the time we get there." Renshu and Xin Lan look at each other.

>What do you say?
>Say that stopping at Yunnan would cost you all time if you choose to wait for the Five. You might not even run into them.
>Say that you can take a day or two to wait around the town. With your current speed, you'd make it up on the travel speed considering you'd be on par with your speed if Ming hadn't trained at all.
>Say that you'll be avoiding Yunnan. There's nothing left there and it's unlikely the raiders might be there given that they found what they wanted.
>Write in.
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>>4591655
>avoid the town

While it's a novel idea, two arrows hitting eachother head on in flight is very unlikely. Best to continue as we are while the lead is still above room temperature
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>>4591655
>Say that stopping at Yunnan would cost you all time if you choose to wait for the Five. You might not even run into them.
I doubt the Five would be very willing to work with us unless pressured.
Also everytime I go somewhere to meet someone without planning a spot first we end up missing eachother, so I have a bias against that.
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>>4591662
>>4591673
Gotta stick with the leads. Writing.
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"Stopping at Yunnan would cost us time." You say. "And we might not even run into The Five. It would be best if we continued to Xiqi as it's our only solid lead. We'll eventually run into The Five I believe. We're all on the same goal."

"Plus I don't think they'll be wanting to work with us." Xin Lan admits. "Not unless they're hard pressed to do so. They have nothing against me or you. But TL is a known criminal and they could think that Stripes is a killer. You did admit to killing a few Triads though I'm not sure if The Five connected the dots on that one."

"I think they assume you did that Xin." Ming points out.

"Ok. So we're back to square one." Xin Lan says. "Everyone but you is a criminal."

"Regardless." You say. "You're all helping me. They do have a duty to capture us and turn us in for questioning or arrest. Avoiding them would be for the best right now." Ming frowns and rests her chin on her knees.

"Be easier if they could help us." She says quietly.

"It would but this is the hand we've been dealt." You say and smile. "Not like it stopped us before. Just makes things more interesting." You stretch. "Perhaps one day we might see eye to eye but for now we have to work with what we have. I think we should head to sleep. We'll be up early tomorrow."

"I miss my bed already." Xin Lan says diving into their sleeping bag. "And sleeping in. Feeling the morning sun during a nap is cozy." Renshu sets his instrument aside and unrolls his bag.

"For someone who is a master assassin, you've sure fallen far from grace if you miss a warm bed." He teases.

"Well just so happens someone showed me the light to nice beds. I can never go back." Xin Lan announces before yawning. "Goodnight."

You all bid a good night and soon your fall asleep to the sounds of the crackling fire.

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Your journey to Yunnan was uneventful and rather quiet. Despite the well worn roads, you hadn't met any other travelers on your journey. It was a bit unnerving how quiet the roads were. Even during your travels back in central China, you would have a cart pass you by as you traveled alone. Here all that accompanied you was the silence of the woods, only broken by the quiet chatter of your friends. You give the ruins of the town a wide berth, not wanting to bring back memories of that place. Even so, you can't help but feel a bit uneasy as you remember the complete destruction of the village. You move onward, still traveling as much as you can at your jogging pace, and keeping an eye for any signs of the raiders. Ming manages to keep up with you all and maintain a consistent speed which made you proud. Though she was no master martial artist, she had come a long way both emotionally and physically from when she left her home all those months ago.
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It was not until you were nearing the town of Xiqi that both the rabbits stop and motion for you to halt as well. "I can hear something." Xin Lan says as his ears twitch. "Lots of people but I can't make out what they're saying."

"There's the sound of hammering and axe chopping as well." Renshu adds. "The energy seems fine however, I sense no evil or fluctuations."

"Do you think it's the guards?" Ming whispers. "The captain did say he sent them here. Or could it be the prince?"

"I don't know." Xin Lan replies. "How do you want to approach this? We still have the cover of trees."

>What do you do?
>Send someone to scout out. Best to know what is going on.
>Go check it out yourself. It sounds like scavengers rather than raiders.
>Go to the town as a group. Better to stick together incase anything happens.
>Write in.
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>>4591745
>Send someone to scout out. Best to know what is going on.
This is still a sneaking mission.
Xin is the best bet, as usual.
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>>4591745
>Send in the bunnies, we will cower in cover

It's likely reconstruction crews, but things people let slip when no outsider is around can be very telling.
Tell them to find the man in charge, maybe he and his personal effects have some clues. And if they are worried about offending the third son of the son of heaven, I suggest they don't be, because they won't get caught.
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>>4591745
>Send someone to scout out. Best to know what is going on.
Send Renshu, he can ask the spirits of the dead if this guys are the ones that killed than, and he can spot a lie a mile away.
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>>4591749
>>4591752
>>4591784
Sending the bunnies in to scout while we hug Ming tightly because we're afraid. Writing.
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"Go and scout ahead." You tell the rabbits. "See if you can find their leader and get some information from his things. Maybe you'll overhear something. See if you can get the spirits talking. If that's their murderers, they'll know." The rabbits nod.

"Right, give us a day or two." Xin Lan asks. "We'll see what we can dig up."

"Power structure. Security." Renshu adds. "We should have detailed report by the time we return." The two rabbits dip into the shadows and vanish leaving you and Ming alone.

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The two of you spend the rest of the day hiding your presence and making a small camp. The campfire was relatively small compared to the ones you normally make but it was all for the sake of staying hidden. It wouldn't do you any good to be discovered while you were waiting for the others to return. Still the flame provided little comfort and only seemed to make the wait feel longer.

"Do you think they're ok?" Ming asks as she pokes the flames with a stick.

"I'm sure of it." You reply. "The two are the best in their art. But we did send them to spy on the village for a bit. It'll take them a while. Mostly because they're being thorough."

"I wonder if they'll find anything."

"If they don't then they'll be back before we know it." You say. "We'll probably see them tomorrow." Ming sighs and sits back as she serves herself a bit more soup.

"Well then what do we do while we wait?" She asks.

>How do you pass the time?
>Simple. Talk to Ming. You don't think you've had a casual conversation with her in a while. (What do you talk about?)
>Train. You can't approach the town but you can still do some quick jogs in the morning. Or push ups? Training is how you pass the time.
>Flip the tables around. Ask Ming to teach you something. There's definitely things she can pass on to you. (What do you want to learn from her?)
>Write in.
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>>4591867
>Flip the tables around. Ask Ming to teach you something. There's definitely things she can pass on to you. (What do you want to learn from her?)

Let's leave it to dealers choice (i.e let Ming decide
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>>4591867
>Flip the tables around. Ask Ming to teach you something. There's definitely things she can pass on to you. (What do you want to learn from her?)
Knowing a bit of medicine is always usefull. Also anatomy could help with chi strikes, or fighting without murdering someone.
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>>4591867
>Flip the tables
Dealers choice or a little bit of practical anatomy. Like how to deal with stomach ache or the fastest way to relieve a headache. Practical shit
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>>4591876
>>4591937
>>4592102
It's time for us to learn about stuff. Writing.
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"Why don't you teach me something?" You suggest. Ming looks at you surprised.

"I don't think there's anything I can teach you. You're the Kung Fu master not me, but I can teach you how to make a great veggie roll." Ming teases.

"If you're going to say that the secret ingredient is that there's no secret ingredient then I'll pass." You chuckle. "You're a doctor and the smartest out of all of us here. There has to be something. Martial arts isn't all about punches and kicks. We derive inspiriation from all around us. Pressure points weren't just pulled from thin air you know."

"That's true but you already know first aid." Ming points out. "Anything else would takes weeks of studying." She thinks for a moment. "Why don't you tell me what you want to learn and I'll see what I can teach you." Now it was your turn to think. Perhaps Ming was right, her medical knowledge came from years of studying on top of her genius intellect. It'd be the same as you trying to teach her a master's technique. Perhaps something small and practical would be best. You think for a moment longer and something comes to mind from long ago.

"There is something." You admit. "Back when we first met and I fought He Ling. He did this thing. It was like a loud screech that would paralyze me but it didn't do any damage. It just made my body feel funny and made me feel sick. I think it might have been Chi based but I'm not sure. Is there anything you can figure out?"

"Run it by me. Tell me exactly what happened." She says and you recount your fight in detail. There was only two or three instances you were caught in it but it seemed to serve enough for her. "That's motion sickness." Ming says. "When your ears, muscles and mind can't connect together."

"Ears? I've never heard of deafness paralyzing people."

"Not deafness." Ming says and pokes your ears. "Your ears. Deep inside your ears are small sacs of fluid. As you move, the fluid moves as well and tells your body what direction it's moving in, what position it's in, and so on. Combined with the senses you get from your limbs like standing on firm ground," She points to your feet then your eyes. "and your eyes that see the world around you, your mind figures out how it's moving and how to orient everything." She concludes poking the top of your head. Ming pulls out her flask of water. "So that's how the body works but what if I could do this to your inner ear?" She asks violently shaking the flask around. You distinctly hear the sounds of the water splashing around and swirling.
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"How many singals am I sending to your head? How many times is your mind getting conflicting information compared to the rest of your body? Your mind tries to send them all to your body and as a result, you begin to feel sick. Considering the fact that sea sickness can happen even on the steadiest of boats, it's fair to assume that even the smallest of discrepancies in movement of your inner ear can set up a chain reaction. It seems like He Ling knew how to do it on a larger scale."

You ponder for a moment. "So then how do I beat it?" You say, asking the obvious.

"You can't. There's no cure for motion sickness." Ming says.

"But I can do flips and move around really fast and I don't get sick." You point out. "Surely that must mean I'm beating motion sickness."

Ming shakes her head. "Not beating it. You're just used to all the movement. What might be happening is that your mind already knows the set paths your body is going. You can only flip around in so many directions right? Plus, you're not violently shaking in mid air. You're going in basically one direction. You're mind must be used to the constant but consistent movement. Remember, it was dark that night. Your eyes were already working hard to interpret everything. Your mind was thinking of the fight. But your inner ears, which you can't train, were being shaken unexpectedly and violently. By stuffing your ears, you were blocking out the sounds and dampening the ammount they were hitting your inner ears. While you can't beat it, there are some treatments you can take. Ginger helps. The nutrients in it help soothe stomach aches and nasuea helping you curb the symptoms." You nod as you listen intently and take in the new information.

>What do you say?
>Ask Ming if such a technique can be replicated. It would be a good option for nonlethal, nonharmful, takedowns.
>Ask Ming to teach you something else. (What else would you like to learn about.)
>Ask Ming if she wants to learn something. Take turns trading lessons.
>Talk to Ming about something else. Small talk helps kill time.
>Write in.
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>>4592884
>Ask Ming if she wants to learn something. Take turns trading lessons.
Fair's fair.
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>>4592884
>Ask Ming if she wants to learn something. Take turns trading lessons.
For learning, herb law is good
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>>4592922
>>4592938
Asking Ming if she wants to learn something. Writing.
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You look at the fire and then the darkening sky. "There's still some time left before we could call it a night." You say. "How about I teach you something?" You ask. Ming smiles.

"Will you teach me the super secret technique that can defeat anyone in a single blow?" She teases.

"I'm afriad you're far too powerful for such a novice technique." You joke. "Surely you should know half a dozen of those by now." Ming sticks out her tongue.

"You're just scared." She giggles. "Let's see..." She thinks. "I'm not sure what I could ask you about." She admits. "Most of the stuff I need to know is exercise and practice. Not really something that can be taught in a few hours."

"That is true." You admit. "But there's tons of little things you could ask about I suppose."

"Let me see..." Ming says wondering outloud. "I guess you can teach me how to throw a punch? But I feel like I should be more fit before I start practicing attacking. I'm really not sure. Maybe you can suggest something?"

>What do you want to teach Ming?
>Write in.
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>>4592995
Maybe train dodging? It could go well with the cardio training and the thrower/support she is traning to become.
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>>4592995
Teach her a bit about Chi, whatever we do know about it. Not necessarily on chi strikes of course, just...chi theory.
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>>4592995
Something basic like how to fall properly
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Grabbing dinner. I'll be back in a while.
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Rolled 2 (1d3)

>>4593015
>>4593024
>>4593046
Massive tie. But that wasn't ever a problem. I'll roll for it and keep the others for when it's your turn to teach. Writing.
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"I could tell you more about Chi?" You suggest. Ming's eyes light up.

"Oh! That sounds interesting!" She says. "I always wanted to know about you guys' magic powers."

"It's...not exactly magic." You say rubbing the back of your head. "Though I guess I can see how it might seem like that."

"I mean even Xin calls it witchcraft." Ming points out. "What else could it be?"

"Well...it is an energy." You say thinking about it. "It's what keeps us alive, gives us being...it's like a soul or the energy the soul runs on I suppose is the closest approximation I can say. It resides in us all and in all living things. Once we die, it is returned to the earth and helps sow the seeds of new life. There's ebbs and flows as more things are born and die much like a river. I've read that Chi is the purest sense of a person there can be. For the spirits of nature, it's their entire being. They have no concept of death or life as when they die they simply become Chi itself. There is no spirit or soul for them to become. They simply turn into the fuel to make more."

"So then how do you use it?" Ming asks.
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You think some more. "I'm not entirely sure." You admit. "Even I can only use it on a small scale. Striking someone's pressure points and forcibly manipulating the Chi in their body isn't really that big of a thing in the great scheme of things. I have learned how to heal with it, to urge my body to mend itself faster but I've never had the opportunity to use. I have also theorized how to apply that to others but like before I've not really had the chance to use it. Manipulating Chi or other's Chi is like...forcing your will upon another's spirit. Because it's the center of one's self, making it do something will force the material being to follow suit. Majority of the people are aware that this happens and even fewer are able to do anything about it. Though my master claims he doesn't force his will when he uses it but merely asks for the body to comply. It's very much like him. I suppose it would depend on the person." You admit and begin to wonder how Renshu manipulates Chi. You shake your head. "The basics all the same though. To be able to manipulate someone else's Chi, you have to learn how to manipulate your own. Otherwise, how will you flow yours into theirs?" You ponder for a moment longer. "I guess it's like this. Imagine someone else to simply be a vessel and Chi as water. As you strike the vessel the chi itself remains the same. Though it make flow and ripple, it will remain unchanged. But if you were to introduce your own Chi, your own fluid. Then you can manipulate the water. To change it, to make it flow as you wish. The more practiced you are, the more precise the changes. Soon Chi ceases to be water, something vast and vague, and becomes more pronounced. You know where to strike and manipulate that source to cause a muscle to seize up. To make the body recupperate faster. But it's not all on the material either. Because Chi is the life that flows through us, our purest sense of self, you can learn more about some. You can feel their emotions, see who they truly are inside. You may hide your outer feelings and apperance but you can never change who you truly are on the inside."

Ming thinks on what you said. "It all sounds rather vague though. How do you know what to do or how to do it if you have no refrence. No manual or books to go off of. If Chi is so different from person to person how do you know your principles apply to everyone?"
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At that you can only shrug. "I don't know." You reply. "It just...feels right. That feeling of 'You know it when you see it'. Kind of like deja vu or a sudden inspiriation. Once you know it...you just instinctively know." At that moment something dawns on you. "Maybe it's because Chi flow through everyone. It's possible that the Chi we have once belonged to our ancestors. Much like the blood that flows in our veins is the blood that belongs to our family. Chi binds us all together in a far more vast way. The Chi I have could have once belonged to Xin's ancestors. It could have mingled with your ancestors'. Yours could once have belonged to anyone else's family. Because it flows through out all living things and returns to the earth and the realm of the spirits it doesn't belong to any one person. It maybe that I simply feel a part of myself in someone else. It might be because of that that I can force my will on to them or my master simply ask for compliance. After all, when you tell your arm to move it doesn't argue with you. When you feel sad and want to cry, your body doesn't resist."

Ming crosses her arms and thinks some more. "It all sounds very philosophical." She admits.

"It is said that Kung Fu was created to discover the secrets of oneself. At the time, I assume they meant physically. To push their bodies as far as it can go but it has evolved. A tree may have many branches but they all come from the same roots as my master once said I think."

>What do you want Ming to teach you? Or should you call it a night?
>Ask Ming to teach you something else
>Head to sleep for the night. Ming can teach you something else tomorrow.
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>>4593298
>If their is time, common herbs and helpful plants that live in this area, if still too big a list focus on healing
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>>4593298
>Common helpful herbs and their locations in our immediate vicinity
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>>4593511
>>4593569
The wage cage beckons. First day on the part time job. Tons of downtime so how about I circumvent the security by doing write ups on the computer and post them via my phone? Hopefully the IP doesn't get banned but I'll definitely be slower. Still it kills time in between stuff and if it gets dicecy ill just stop. Looking for herbs. Writing.
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“So I guess it’s my turn to teach you something.” Ming replies as she leans back on her hands. “Let’s see...what can I tell you about?” She wonders out loud.

“The herbs around this area would be good.” You say. “It would help in case you’re unavailable or busy. Could help lighten the workload.”

“That’s a great idea!” Ming says. “It’d help keep our supply healthy if we have more people who can gather while we make camp. Let me get some samples.” Ming pulls her bag close and starts to rummage through it. “Ok so let’s start with roots. These you can find year round and will probably be our main staple now that the snow season is going to start.” She pulls out a few gnarled lumps. “Ok so these are pretty good for cuts. Its not the root itself that helps clot blood but the oils it produces. By grinding them up you can get it out and the root itself makes a good paste to hold the oil if you don’t have the bandages. In a pinch I guess you can chew it but that’s kinda gross and I think most of the oil will get in your mouth.” You nod and hold the root to examine it further.

“Where do they come from?” You ask.

“Underground.” Ming jokes. “You can usually find these roots growing mossy rocks. The flowers they produce are pink.” She pulls a book out and thumbs through the worn pages to show you a drawing of it which you commit to memory. Ming places the plants back into her bag and withdraws some dried herbs. “Now these are good for general pain. Stuff like headaches or sore muscles but in a pinch they can be used for deep cuts and bruises. They’ll take the bite out of it but they won’t kill it completely. For serious pains, it’s another plant but it’s pretty deadly if you get the doses wrong.” Ming draws upon her book again to show you the image of a plant that looks quite prickly. “You want the leaves but the leaves themselves have tiny little hairs that itch so be careful. Once dried the hairs aren’t a problem. It’s the stuff that causes the itching that actually soothes the pain. It’s pretty weird like that. These can be found near streams or rivers. Somewhere with flowing water. Sometimes you can find them near wells as well but I think most people exhaust that source first.”

“How do I administer the medicine?” You ask.

“You can brew it as a tea.” She says. “Or you can mix it in with food. As long as you consume it somehow. If push comes to shove, you can eat the plant raw and deal with the itch in your mouth.”

“I think I’ll take the tea.” You say and yawn a bit. “I think we should call it a night. We can continue in the morning.”

Ming closes her book and looks off into the distance. “Do you think they’ll come back to sleep?” She asks.
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“Probably not.” You admit. “It’s more efficient to stay over there if they sleep at all.” Ming nods and slips into her sleeping bag.

“Hopefully they’ll be back by tomorrow.” She says. “Goodnight.”

“Night.”

>What do you do the next day?
>Go for a jog with Ming.
>Continue the lessons.
>Start Ming on some other training.
>Write in.
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>>4594252
>Start Ming on some other training.
Chi training. She knows the theory, now she should get a feel for it. Let's do something simple like paralyze her pinky and give her the task of fixing it herself. We'll even tell her where she needs to poke...but it's up to her to be able to manipulate her chi into that spot, assuming that a poke alone can't undo it.
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>>4594252
>Jog and then move onto dodge training.

I think we should avoid the chi training, because that is a Cap Stone technique. She needs to know how to dodge more than strike. She has her endurance up but if she wants to get in close enough to start poking, she has to be able to avoid the hits they throw back.

And its gonna be unfortunate when it happens, but eventually we are gonna have to hit ming with out full contact matches without pulling back on the pain. Because a good deal of fighting is learning to ignore the pain.
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>>4594319
>Hitting the Ming
But can you do it anon? Can you hit best girl? Well you do hit Xin but they're a girl half the time so it's half as bad?
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>>4594319
Chi isn't only about striking. Thinking about it in only offensive terms is probably the biggest waste possible for it.
Besides, it hurts absolutely nothing to get her to be able to feel and manipulate her own chi.
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>>4594331
Shut up you. Get off my shoulder.

>>4594336
I'm simply considering what is more immediately useful to our situation, what with the incoming mongol battle/fight. I feel like the adage that prevention is better than a cure holds true.
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Seems like it's a tie between immediate dodge training or long term chi training set up.
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Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>4594362
I'll see if the dice want me to switch

1 is dodge
2 is chi
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>>4594362
Chi it is, so we go.
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>>4594287
>>4594369
Alright Chi it is. Writing.
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The two of you sleep soundly through the night, though you do take the time to wake up after a few hours to look around for trouble and add more logs to the small flame for warmth. The next morning, both you and Ming wake up at the usual time for your morning jogs. Just when the sun was starting to clear the horizon. “Are we jogging today?” She asks as she stretches and begins to slip her boots on. You stand and do some warm up stretches out of habit.

“Not today. It might not be a good idea to move from here in case the others run into trouble and want to warn us. Staying here makes it easiest for them to find us if that happens. However there’s still ways we can train.” You say as you sit down once more and poke at the remains of the logs to find a small spark or ember.

“What are we gonna do?” Ming asks as she grabs some kindling. “Not much left of the stew. I’ll get to cutting up more veggies.” She adds.

“Well...seeing as we were talking about Chi last night. I was thinking we could start working on that.” You say. Ming pauses and looks at you strangely.

“Are you sure?” She asks. “All that stuff yesterday sounded like it would take a lifetime to work to get to.”

“Even more reason to start now, right?” You chuckle. Ming sticks her tongue out at you.

“So then [i]Master[/i]. What do I have to do? Scream really loudly like you do? Eat some magical fruit?” She jokes. You snort.

“I’ll be sure to ask the Monkey King if he has any spare fruits of immortality for you.” You laugh and motion for her to sit down. “Right now, it’s just a bit of self reflection.” You say. “To be able to use something, you have to be aware of it. Just like the herbs you use for medicine, you can’t use them if you’re not aware they’re there.” Ming does as she’s told and closes her eyes.

“Ok...so do I just...think really hard?” She asks.

“No. Quite the opposite.” You say kneeling next to her. “Let go of your thoughts and try to feel it out naturally. Just relax and let your mind wander. See if you can reach past your normal senses.”

“That sounds kind of impossible.” Ming says.

“But you’ve seen Renshu and I do it.” You say. “Is it still impossible?”

“No...just...really hard to fathom.” She admits.

“Well, you won’t get anywhere second guessing it.” You say. “Just give it a try.”

“Alright but no funny business while I can’t look.” She teases.
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“I...would never do something like that.” You stammer and feel your face warm up at the implication. Ming giggles and settles down. Her face relaxes a bit as she tries to let go and slip into a trance though judging by the look on her face, it seems a bit difficult for her. You decide to take the time and prepare the rest of the food while she meditates. After a while, you turn to face her once more and find her snoozing. You’re rather impressed she managed to fall asleep without falling over. Unfortunately that wasn’t the goal of the exercise.

>What do you do?
>Wake Ming up and have her try again.
>Let Ming sleep. It’ll help her pass the time without worrying over the other’s safety.
>Try and sense the others. See how they’re doing or how Ming is doing. You’re not sure if that’s a breach of privacy to sense a sleeping person’s chi.
>Write in.
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>>4594414
>Try and sense the others, then wake her up.

It isn't a breach of privacy, right? It's just seeing how they are doing in their attempt.
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>>4594454
I wouldn't think so but you kinda have to admit that trying to sense a sleeping person's chi and feelings is kinda sketchy. Last time you did that, it was the dying head priest and it kinda helped save his life.
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>>4594458
I mean if we could sense their thoughts, yeah that's completely different. But you can sense someone's emotions by practicing facial reading and body language. This is just a mystic equivilent.
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>>4594414
>Try and sense the others. See how they’re doing or how Ming is doing. You’re not sure if that’s a breach of privacy to sense a sleeping person’s chi.
>Wake Ming up and have her try again.
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>>4594454
>>4594501
Sensing our friends. Writing.
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You feel out with your senses to try and find your friends. Focusing, you find it much easier to sense them than trying to contact the spirits even before everything had happened. Without even needing to meditate you feel your friend’s presence, though you can feel Renshu’s presence much more clearly than either Ming’s or Xin Lan’s. More importantly, you sense the two rabbits making their way towards you but at their current pace you’re unsure if their speed is due to urgency or if they were simply running at their unhindered pace. Either way, there wasn’t much you could about it so you decide to wake up Ming. You gently shake her shoulder and she wakes up with a tiny snort. “I didn’t fall asleep…” She mutters, rubbing her eyes.

“Clearly.” You tease. “Must have been quite the meditation. You really tricked me with those snores.” You joke. Ming gives you a gentle shove.

“No teasing. This stuff is kind of difficult right after waking up.” She says stretching. “Though...I think I felt something.” She admits vaguely. “I’m not sure. It was around the point where you’re asleep but also awake enough to know you’re sleeping. Then...I fell asleep.” She admits. “It might just have been me dreaming to be honest.” She stands up and goes through her usual stretches. “I could really go for a jog though.” She says. “And I blame you. You’ve made me into an exercise nut.” She says poking your chest. You chuckle.

“You asked for it.” You say. “But we don’t have time for a jog. Xin and Renshu are on their way.” You say feeling out a bit more. “Actually, they’re right here.” You correct yourself. Ming gives you a weird look before the sounds of grass moving is heard from behind her. Ming turns around surprised to see both your friends emerge from the shadows.

“An astute observation.” Renshu says. “I could have sworn we were dead silent.”

“I knew you’d give us away.” Xin Lan says grinning.

“Little one, if it was anyone who gave us away it would be you.” Renshu says. “You still have much to learn about sneaking around. Or rather your stomach does.” Xin Lan gives them a smirk before turning to you.

“Breakfast first. News second.” They say sitting down around the fire before you could ask. You chuckle and stir the small pot before serving people, making sure Xin Lan was last just to tease them. All the while Renshu kept you all up to date.

“As we’ve suspected, Xiqi is currently under construction. The workers do seem to be regular villagers who simply wish to rebuild their homes. Though why they wish to do so while the raiders are still at large is a mystery.” He says, gratefully taking his meal.

“It’s pretty unorganized though.” Xin Lan adds. “There’s no real leader though many of the villagers seem to refer to a Ru Ling for direction. He’s one of the older workers.”
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“Could they be raiders in disguise?” Ming asks as she pours everyone water to drink.

“We considered it. However, none of them match the description of any of the raiders we saw and none of them have the physique of a warrior either.” Renshu replies. “However all of that pales in comparison to our biggest discovery.” He says, which curiously prompts a snort of amusement from Xin Lan. Renshu simply gives them a look.

“Bad choice of words.” Xin Lan says. “But he is right in both ways. It’s our biggest discovery.”

“Well stop double talking and tell us.” Ming says excitedly. “What’d you find out?”

“No other than the Dragon Warrior himself.”

>What do you say?
>Ask why the Dragon Warrior is here.
>Ask if they saw the rest of The Five with him. Best you avoid them if you can.
>Say nothing at all.
>Ask if they saw your dad.
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>>4595302
>Ask if they saw your dad.
There's no other choice.
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>>4595302
> ask if any tracks out of town made by the bandits
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>>4595302
>Ask why the Dragon Warrior is here.
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>>4595302
>Did they see dad?
>Why is the dragon warrior here?
>Are the rest of the five here?

Step 1. Try to not become emotional when dad is here.
Step 2. Fail
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>>4595309
>>4595318
>>4595331
So many choices. Writing.
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>>4595342
So you're saying it's gonna rain today?
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>>4595346
Depends. I do think TL would be willing to try and get a meeting with his dad, in which there shall be emotions, if shifu does indeed exist there.

If only Po, nah.
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“Do you know why he’s here?” You ask. The rabbits shrug.

“We don’t know.” Xin Lan admits. “He’s obviously guarding the villagers but beyond that we couldn’t find anything. He’s only got food in his bags. A completely unguarded bag I might add.”

“We listened in on the townsfolk’s conversations as well. However we didn’t glean much from them.” Renshu says.

“We totally did. Li Na is seeing other men behind her lover’s back. Everyone is talking about it.” Xin Lan points out.

“Unsubstantiated rumors aside, The Dragon Warrior is simply there assisting the reconstruction. If he has ulterior motives then we can’t glean them and it doesn’t seem like the The Five are with him.” Renshu cuts in. “It’s safe to assume that they are either on their way or perhaps investigating the other attacked villages. It’s something we should keep in mind if we plan to investigate without wanting to run into their group.” You nod.

“Did you find any clues about our target while you were there? Any tracks?” You ask.

“Tracks? Those are long gone.” Xin Lan says. “Who knows how long the attack was on the village and with the construction going on, they’ve been stepped over and trampled by the villagers. If we want to find clues, we’ll have to actually head into the village ourselves and take a closer look.”

“What could we even find?” Ming asks. “Tracks are the only thing we could follow.”

“Not true.” Xin Lan says. “There still may be some hidden tracks in the rubble we can make use of or perhaps they might have left some other clue we can check. Some of the villagers could give us a timeframe of the attack as well. They might not be large clues but if we piece them together we could find a new lead.”

“It would be safest if we send in a small group to investigate.” Renshu suggests. “One or two people could reasonably pass off as travelers. It would give us a chance to search the rubble. The easiest would probably be Ming and Xin Lan. Ming is already a doctor and Xin Lan has already posed as her assistant before. Given their work, they would gladly accept one into their fold.”

“I think it would be better if it was you and Ming.” Xin Lan says. “You’re already somewhat known around these parts as a healer. You wandering with Ming who can also prove her skills as a healer would be far easier and be less obvious on your intentions.”

“And what will the others do?” Ming asks.
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“We’ll stick to the shadows.” Xin Lan says. “I doubt the Dragon Warrior will suspect you and even if something would happen, Renshu will be there. Us two will be on the outskirts. There’s still the possibility of the raiders returning here to set up camp. We can catch them off guard if they try to assault the ruins. They won’t stand a chance if the big guy and I launch a surprise attack. Isn’t that right?” Xin Lan asks, elbowing your leg. “Big guy?” They ask looking up at you. You shake off your daze and look down at Xin Lan and ruffle their ears.

“Oh yeah. They won’t.” You say distractedly.

“You doing ok?” They ask. “Seem a bit off.”

“No...No I’m fine.” You say as you think. “Hey...was...my dad there?” You ask quietly.

Xin Lan and Ming look at each other. “No.” Xin Lan says. “We didn’t see him there but we did hear talks of someone coming back soon. Maybe it could have been him.”

>What do you say?
>Say that all of you should just go to the village. Po would already know who you are so there’s no point in trying to hide it.
>Say that only you should go in. You want to go and wait for him and see if you dad returns.
>Say that you should check out some other town. Xiqi doesn’t have anything for you.
>Write in.
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>>4595422
>Lets all go

Lets just straight up ask Po if he knows anything about the raiders And Papa. If he doesn't then we'll leave without causing trouble.
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>>4595422
>Say that all of you should just go to the village. Po would already know who you are so there’s no point in trying to hide it.
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>>4595422
>Say that all of you should just go to the village. Po would already know who you are so there’s no point in trying to hide it.
Po is a good boy. He will understand.
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>>4595435
>>4595437
>>4595448
Po is a good boy. He should befriend his master's son. I hear that he too is a good boy. Writing
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“We should all just go to the village.” You say. “There’s no point in hiding ourselves. If The Dragon Warrior has met up with The Five or at least kept in contact with them then he’ll know who we are. We can simply ask him for information and move on. We don’t need to cause any trouble.”

“You sure?” Xin Lan asks. “We could get more information if we try to infiltrate. We don’t even know if the guy will cooperate.”

“He will.” You say. “The Dragon Warrior is a fool but in his heart of hearts he wishes to protect the weak. Our goals align and if we speak to him honestly then he’ll understand that we mean no harm. If he doesn’t wish to speak to us then as I’ve said we’ll simply leave. There are other towns we can check for clues.”

“If you think it’s ok…” Ming says.

“Then it would be best for us to head out.” Renshu says. “We can still make it to town before noon. I doubt it would favor us to arrive at night.” You and your group gather your things and put out the campfire before heading out. The town itself was close by, roughly two miles from your position making it a quick jog even for Ming. Even while under repair, you can still see the desolation left by the attack. Majority of the buildings were still charred husks that threatened to fall apart. You can see wagons and carts bearing wood and stone being pulled around the town as the villagers were adding to a skeletal structure of another building. In the center of the ruins, standing tall and proud, was a large community building. Villagers would walk in and out of it carrying food and water. Large smoke clouds would flow from the building’s chimney up into the sky indicating that perhaps there was a kitchen inside. All in all it made it obvious that this town was inhabited. “Wow.” Ming says slowing her jog down to a walk. “This is incredible. So much hard work.”

All of you slow down to all her to catch up. “It is indeed.” Renshu says, slipping his hands into his sleeves. “The indomitability of man. Their will to survive. It’s quite inspiring if you consider our own goals.”

“All the more reason to stop the raiders.” You say. “These people have lost everything. We can’t let them go through that again.”

You half expected to wander around the town as people worked to look around for the panda. So it came as somewhat of a surprise when a villager pointed to you and screamed, “Snow Leopard! The raiders are back! Help!” The village erupts into chaos as people drop what they were doing and begin to run in panic, all of them heading towards the community building. You hear a creak behind you and, “Stop right there!”

You and your friends turn around to see the silhouette of a large figure standing upon the beams of one of the ruined buildings. His cloak billowing in the wind, Po, The Dragon Warrior.

“That’s the Dragon Warrior?” Ming asks half in awe and in confusion.
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“That’s right! It’s me the-” Po begins before the wood underneath creaks once more and gives out. With a scream the panda falls to the ground and falls flat on his face. “That...that wasn’t supposed to happen.” He groans.

“Smooth.” Xin Lan says with a smirk.

You sigh and walk over to the fallen warrior and grab him by the back of the neck to plant him on his feet. “Hello Panda.” You say patiently.

“Thanks.” Po says distracted. “Was kind of trying to go for the cool entrance- Wait! It’s you!” He shouts hopping to a pretty good fighting stance. You’re about to reply when Po’s eyes flick over to your friends and they widen. “So that means...it’s you guys!” He hurries over to your friends excitedly. “Large bag, gloves...you must be Ming of the Mystical Hands!” He says giddily. “They say you can heal any injury and your hands are so swift and agile that your patients never even feel you operate!”

“Well I…” Ming stammers but Po was already moving on to the others.

“Stripes, grey fur, white tunic...Y-your Renshu the Immovable!” He squeals with glee. “No one could move you once you decided to stand your ground. They said you faced a hundred men and they all fell to your sheer strength!” Renshu simply smiles politely but says nothing as he let’s the panda have his fun. Po looks at Xin Lan and his excitement drops. “I don’t...I don’t know who you are.” He admits. Xin Lan frowns grumpily only for Po to grow excited once more. “So that means you’re The Shadow! The One Who Hides in Plain Sight! Everyone talks about how you strike from nowhere and yet are everywhere at once!” He places his hand above Xin Lan’s head. “Although I heard you were taller...and that you were a girl but still...awesome! Can I see your knives?” He asks.

You watch Po move around with uncanny grace and part of you wonders where he hides it all and somehow still manages to look foolish.

>What do you say?
>Say nothing and try to get a look of the town. Maybe find some clues while Po is distracted.
>Get Po’s attention and ask him some questions. (What do you ask?)
>Ask Po to tell the town’s people you’re not the raider and you only want to talk to them.
>Write in.
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>>4595302
ENTER
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>Say nothing and watch. It is funny to see your companions so flustered
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>>4595569
>Get Po’s attention and ask him some questions. (What do you ask?)
Where's the rest of the five (and dad), if Luo and the lynx found them, how long he's been here, any info they have on the raiders, and if the guards the captain sent are fine.
>Ask Po to tell the town’s people you’re not the raider and you only want to talk to them.
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>>4595599
>support
Also Po is great, really captured what makes him, him.
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>>4595569
Let Po have his moment while we examine the town as it is. Then question him for info on the raiders, the five and then Shifu.

Not gonna put it down now, but we owe this doofus a thank you before we part ways again. We owe it to him after all that has happened
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We're tied between asking Po some questions or letting him have his fun and snooping around.
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>>4595596
>>4595599
Support these two.
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>>4596380
Let him have his fun and then snoop. I'm sure he'll fill us in when he's done.
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>>4596380
Can we let him have his fun and then ask him?
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>>4596445
As in we just stand there watching, and not go snopping around
>>4595596
I think that's what this anon wanted (not sure though)
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Sorry got caught up in something so its taking me a while to get back to this.
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>>4595596
>>4595599
>>4595635
>>4596381
>>4596389
>>4596445
Ton's of votes and I had a busy, yet frustrating day. I can finally get to writing. We'll let Po have his fun then we'll ask questions. Writing.
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You watch the large panda hop from foot to foot as he speaks eagerly to your very confused friends. In truth, you couldn't really help but smile at Po's enthusiasm. The man bore a passion for Kung Fu that many lose over their lifetime. Eventually Po settles down for your friends to finally get a word in on the conversation. "So, how'd you become the Dragon Warrior anyways?" Xin Lan asks. Ming nods.

"What kind of training did you have to do?" She asks. "I bet it must've been really intense."

"Well...you know...I just did some things...probably not as cool as you but ya know." Po replies trying to pass off as cool but failing as he fidgets. Your friends stare at him curiously, only adding to the awkwardness. Before things got too awkward he asks, "So uhh...since you're with that guy...are you here to fight?" He asks nervously before trying to sound confident by saying. "Cuz last time we fought it was pretty close and let's just say I've gotten better." Your friends look at one another trying to ignore the tremble in Po's voice and Xin Lan replies.

"I dunno. Do you wanna?" They ask holding up one of their knives, backwards for Po to take. The panda simply flinches at the sudden apperance of the knife.

"I mean...if you don't wanna- We don't have to fight. Maybe...we can just talk it out?" He stammers. Ming responds by batting the back of the Xin Lan's head.

"Don't tease the poor man." She says. "They're just lying." She says. "They're really good at it." Renshu nods.

"Do not worry Dragon Warrior. We haven't come to quarrel with your or your team." He says. "We simply have come to ask you for information. Our friend figured it would be best to simply ask you directly than to attempt to hide."

"Oh! Right. That's good." Po says visibly relieved and wiping sweat off his brow. "You almost got me there." He says.

"Almost." Xin Lan teases rubbing the back of their head with the hand that used to hold the knife.

"We're here to ask a few questions. Nothing more." You say stepping forward. "After that we'll leave without trouble. On that we promise." Po eyes you warily though it was more as if he was contemplating something than judging you outright like so many others do.

"Oh...alright." He says nodding. "So..uhh...what can I do for you?"

"Did Mei Ling find you guys ok?" You ask. "She was supposed to meet you up back in Zhengyi City."

"Yeah! She caught us right we were about to leave." Po replies. "Told us all about the raiders and what they were after. It's pretty serious."

"That's good. Then where are The Five?" You ask looking around.

"They're uhh..." Po hesistates for a moment. "...somewhere else?" He says vaugely. You cross your arms.
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"I see...then I hope they're somewhere else with information on the raiders." You say. "Speaking of which, do you have any? How long have you been here exactly?" Po fidgets and doesn't say anything, clearly uncomfortable with the questions your asking. Though irritating, you couldn't truly blame the man. As much respect and awe he held for your friends, you were still yourself and carried all the reputation you earned in your life. What you were asking was very important information for their quest and you could understand why he would hesitate in giving you such details.

>What do you do?
>Tell Po that if he doesn't want to talk to you then to at least let you talk to the villagers. He can convince them you're not behind the attacks.
>Ask Po to stop being so vague. You understand he might want to protect his friend but at the moment there's a bigger threat out there.
>Ask Po about the rumors of someone returning in a few days. Perhaps it's The Five?
>Ask Po about the guards next. It's not as a large reveal and maybe easing into the bigger topics might help convince him you're not going to do anything.
>Write in.
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>>4596897
>Ask Po to stop being so vague. You understand he might want to protect his friend but at the moment there's a bigger threat out there.
>"I understand that all of those who stand in front of you today - except Ming, of course - have done terrible things in the past. But all of us have changed for the better, Po. We don't want to be the people we used to be...and right now, we want to protect China. We put our differences aside once before to work with the five, and we can do it again. This is bigger than any of us."
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>>4596897
>tell Po you are trying to redeem yourself, trying to do good they way you know how. Stopping the bandits is a part of that.
> if you don't want to help us that is fine, we will just have a look around for clues then leave.
>also how's dad?
Bit of guilt tripping yes, but all true
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>>4596925
I'll support

And add >Hows dad
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>>4596897
>Ask Po to stop being so vague. You understand he might want to protect his friend but at the moment there's a bigger threat out there.
We alredy showed we don't want to harm them back in the city, and that we don't care about aclaim. We just need to work together. Also talk about our journey for redemption, that's a classic trope and will turn his kung fu nerd mode into overdrive.
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>>4597053
>>4596925

Supporting.
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>>4596925
>>4597053
>>4597076
>>4597294
>>4597026
Asking Po to stop being vague and telling him of our goal of redemption. Writing.
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>>4597361
Just to keep things lively. Where do you think each member of the crew would enjoy spending their new years at?
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>>4597361
I sure hope Po doesn’t ask what our relationship to them is.
According to random citizens, Xin is our Wife, Ming is our Girlfriend, and Renshu is our Girlfriend’s lover.
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>>4597420
Renshu likes the parades. The roar of the crowds drowns out the dead, and the parades are so chinese that it takes his mind off bad memories of japan.
Ming is traditional as fuck and likes to watch fireworks from the local food stalls.
Xin spends new years goofing off at bars and showing off to drunks.
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>>4597421
Its all over the place but no Po most likely won't ask unless the conversation is lead in that direction for some reason. He'd be far more interested in everyone's fighting style or favourite food than relationship status.
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>>4597420
Soppy answer is "Together"

More realistically, I think Renshu would enjoy the wilderness overlooking a town or city. the peace and quiet punctuated with distant fireworks could be relaxing.
Ming would want to be in the city, walk the streets and laugh at the festivals up close.

Xin is going to scam a bunch of people with their drunk trick.
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You sigh. “Panda...we’re not enemies. At least not right now if you must come after us. I understand those who stand in front of you today - except Ming, of course - have done terrible things in the past. But all of us have changed for the better, Po. We don’t want to be the people we used to be...and right now, we want to protect China. We put our differences aside once before to work with The Five, and we can do it again. This is bigger than either of us.” You say. “I think you of all people would understand what that’s like. Wanting to be a different person and finally being given the chance to do so. So if you have any information that could help us stop these attacks, we could really use it.”

Po looks at you anxiously. Not out of reservation or wariness but out of conflict. It was obvious he was wrestling with something inside himself. Eventually his shoulders slump and he nods. “You’re right.” He says tugging at the fur around the three thin scars on his arm. Judging by their size and shape, you can easily deduce that they must have come from a bladed weapon most likely knives of some kind. Swords, even in the hands of a master, simply couldn’t make cuts that clean and thin unless Po was standing still for them to do so and even so cuts that thin from a sword would be too shallow to leave a scar. “Maybe…” He says. “Maybe it’s time someone gave you a chance. A real chance.” Po holds out his hand and gives you a soft smile. You nod and take his hands to shake. The Panda winces and bites his lower lip as he gingerly shakes your hand all the while muttering, “Firm! Frim, strong, clawy and shake.” You let go and the panda quickly shakes his hand as if trying to literally shake the pain off and immediately sticks it in his mouth. You sigh once again and can’t help but wonder how he ended up being the Dragon Warrior. As always, you couldn’t deny his skill in battle but perhaps it’s what made Po...Po that made him the chosen one and not you.

“Where are The Five?” You ask again. Po speaks but with his mouth full you fail to grasp his meaning.

“Your hand, Dragon Warrior.” Renshu says politely. Po removes his hand from his face and looks sheepish.

“Oh...right.” He says with an embarrassed smile. “Everyone else is in other towns. They’re trying to find survivors to ask about the raiders. We figure if we can search for clues while defending the remaining villages it would be the safest option.”

“But that would leave you spread too thin.” Ming points out. “You can’t realistically cover every village in northern China.”

“Yeah but...what can we do? We can’t just leave the people to live in fear. That’s not what we do.” Po replies. “But with Mei Ling, we can at least cover even more ground. If it’s a choice between protecting people and chasing bad guys, we’d rather protect everyone and wait for them to come to us.”
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“Noble but a tad foolish.” Renshu admits. Xin Lan taps their foot as they think.

“Well it’s the best way to gather information. By spreading out, they can sift through more people. Still, how will you share what you found? You can’t just have Crane fly everywhere. He’d be exhausted in a matter of days plus he’d be a vulnerable target.” They ask.

Po fidgets. “Oh uhh…”

“That’s exactly what you’re doing, isn’t it?” Xin Lan guesses. Po nods.

“Perhaps we’ve not realized how blessed we are to be able to pass messages through the spirits.” Renshu tells you. Po immediately perks up at that and hops from foot to foot.

“You guys can talk to the spirits? Aaawesome.” He whispers in glee as he looks from you to Renshu over and over.

You cut in before Po can go on another spree. “What about my fath- Shifu? Where is he?” You ask. Po stops his dancing.

“Master Shifu is on his way!” He says in a relieved tone. “He left to go investigate the rumors of Prince Hien traveling here. He should be back in a day or two.”

>What do you say?
>Share what you know about the Prince and see if it matches what Po knows.
>Continue asking about the Raiders. Ask what the Five know.
>Ask Po to speak the villagers. Let them know you’re not a threat.
>Talk to your friends and decide what you want to do. (Stay and wait for Shifu, head out, plan something else)
>Write in.
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>>4597458
>Share what information we know about the prince
>Ask what the five know

Knowledge for knowledge, faith for faith.
Also, Po really is the good boy
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>>4597458
>Share what you know about the Prince and see if it matches what Po knows.
>Continue asking about the Raiders. Ask what the Five know.
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>>4597461
>>4597472
Trading info. Writing.
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>>4597533
I'm actually looking forward to writing New Years. Just seeing the group enjoying the holidays together. And celebrating TL's made up birthday
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You think for a moment. “We’ve heard rumors of the prince as well. The last town we visited mentioned that he had passed by asking for other villages to assist in this reconstruction but he had only remained for the night. We’re not sure if its really him or some kind of spy for the raiders. Have you heard of these rumors?” Po shakes his head.

“No. We heard of the prince from these villagers.” Po says. “When master Shifu and I arrived, we were told that the prince had just left the village but none of the villagers could tell us where he was headed. So Shifu had decided to investigate the nearby areas to see if he could find any clues of where they were headed.” He says.

“Do you really think it’s the prince?” Ming asks. “Why would he be all the way out here?”

“Yeah. It doesn’t make sense for him to be here. He could have simply redirected some troops or money from the imperial palace.” Xin Lan points out. “Why leave his cushy palace when he can make someone else do it? If we stick to the raider spy theory, him being here is an excellent way to gauge the town’s defenses and supplies for another raid.”

“Y-you really think the raiders would do something like that?” Po asks.

“It’s possible.” Renshu says. “These raiders seem much more organized than any we’ve seen before and their leader seems to be privy to information they shouldn’t know.”

“Do you mean the scrolls?” Po asks quietly. Renshu nods.

“Those are some of China’s greatest secrets.” He says. “Many would do anything to get their hands on that information. The fact the raiders seem to have it is very concerning indeed.”

“Have you and the others discovered anything about the raiders yet?” You ask.

“Nothing you don’t already know.” Po admits. “But we haven’t heard from Crane yet. We’ve only been here for a few days and the others have been in their areas for even less so we haven’t gotten word from them just yet.”

>What do you say?
>Ask Po about the guards now that he’s being more open with information.
>Ask to speak to the villagers. You’re unsure if you can get anything out of them that they haven’t told Po and Shifu who’d they would trust more than you.
>Ask the others if they don’t mind waiting for Shifu to return.
>Thank Po and talk to your friends to decide where to go from here. You’ve probably gotten all the information you could.
>Write in.
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>>4597588
>Ask Po if he could vouch to the villagers for us. Let him know we want to look around for clues.
We might be able to find some stuff and having Po keep the villagers off our back is a plus.
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>>4597588
>Ask Po about the guards now that he’s being more open with information.
>Ask about the guards.
>Ask if he wants to learn about the dragon style in the future
Last one only because my mind demands that the Dragon Warrior should know it
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>>4597588

>Ask Po about the guards now that he’s being more open with information.
>Ask Po if he could vouch to the villagers for us. Let him know we want to look around for clues.
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>>4597624
>>4597705
>>4598038
Asking about the guards. Writing.
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"We also came here to find some guards from the last town we were in." You add. "Have you seen any of them here? The captain was looking for them or any word of their situation."

"Oh yeah! I know those guys." Po says. "They should be in the community house with the rest of the villagers."

"What are they doing there?" Xin Lan asks. "Shouldn't they be guarding?"

Po fidgets. "Well...Shifu and I decided that they should go with the villagers to hide in the community building if there was an attack. You know...so they can defend it if the raiders broke in."

"You mean as a last line of defense should you and your master fall." Renshu says. Po nods uncomfortably.

"So they're safe then? Why haven't they reported back?" You continue.

"Well they've mostly stayed here like they were ordered to. They also work on rebuilding as well and a few of them have kind of wanted to see this through themselves before heading back." Po explains. "We tried telling them that we could handle guarding but they pointed out that once we leave the town wouldn't have anyone to defend it and...we're kind of stuck." You frown and cross your arms to think.

"Can I talk to them?" You ask. "I worked for their captain. Maybe they'll be willing to send a least a few men to get word out while you and Shifu are here. Then they can return."

"I mean...I guess you can. They seemed a bit stubborn." Po admits and stands there. You all stay silent for a while waiting before you speak up.

"Could...you go tell them we're not raiders?" You ask.

"Oh! Right! You're...and they think...yeah. One sec." Po says pointing to you then the villagers before sheepishly making his way to the community hall. He knocks on the door and it creaks open. A muscular wolf stands at the door and the two have a hurried conversation which you choose to not peek in.

"Bit off an oddball isn't he?" Xin Lan says.

"I think he's sweet." Ming says. "But can he really be the Dragon Warrior?"

"He is." You say. "I've seen it. While his style lacks the finese and ferocity one would expect with the title, its nonetheless potent. I wonder what it will be like when he truly falls in with the role."

"They do say looks are deceiving." Renshu adds. "Perhaps he too is creating his own style much as you are Ming."
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"Well...I think I'll stick to running and nearly dying to you guys' training. I'm not sure I'm lucky enough to be a legendary warrior from birth." Ming admits before adding. "They seem to be taking a while though and the conversation isn't...going well."

"That's an easy explanation. The dingus told them the big guy's real name." Xin Lan says grumpily. Ming groans and covers her face.

"He didn't...did he?" She asks already knowing the answer.

"He did unfortunately." Renshu sighs. "It seems the Dragon Warrior lacks tact if not subtly." As if on queue the door slams on Po's face and he makes his way towards you looking extremely embarassed.

"Well...that could have gone better." He said.

"Enlighten me." You say patiently.

"Well...maybe I might have...made a mistake. But! But...they were willing to talk to you...the guards at least as long as I was there. Until then...they're not coming out." Po explains. You sigh and nod. At the very least you can talk to the guards. Convincing them would be another matter entirely...

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About 20 minutes later, you and your group are standing a few ruined buildings away from the community building. The same wolf and two other guards were standing a few feet away from you, weapons at the ready and fully armored. Surprisingly, their armor is well fitted and not at all like the two guards you met in town. "The Dragon Warrior said you'd like to talk and out of respect for him we've decided to oblige you." The wolf says. "What do you want?"

>What do you say?
>Tell the guards that their Captain is looking for some kind of sign they're ok. At the moment he thinks they're all dead.
>Say that you're looking for information on the raiders. Once you have that, you'll leave.
>Say that you'd like to speak with the townsfolk. You're not here to cause any trouble and once Shifu arrives and you've talked to him. You'll leave.
>Write in.
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>>4599077
>Tell the guards that their Captain is looking for some kind of sign they're ok. At the moment he thinks they're all dead.
>Say that you're looking for information on the raiders. Once you have that, you'll leave.
They should try sending a messenger sometime.
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>>4599077
>Tell the guards that their Captain is looking for some kind of sign they're ok. At the moment he thinks they're all dead.
>Say that you're looking for information on the raiders. Once you have that, you'll leave.
Can we ask them about the guards that were left behind as well? They seem...off
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>>4599088
Support.
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>>4599089
Supporting
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>>4599088
>>4599089
>>4599108
>>4599136
Telling the guards that their captain is asking about them and that you're investigating the raiders. Writing.
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"Your captain is looking for you." You say simply. "He thinks you're dead. Hasn't heard from you since you left. You should send someone to keep him up to date with your situation now that you have The Dragon Warrior to cover for you." The guard looks at you for a moment.

"Before you start asking why you should believe you, maybe it's because your mayor is an idiot and your captain isn't. We know the whole story of how he promised to send troops and supplies here for some noble he only met for a night." Xin Lan says. "Didn't it strike you as odd that you were going to a ruined town to deliver supplies? It could have been an ambush." The wolf glares at Xin Lan who remains unflinching. Renshu places a hand on their shoulder and steps forward.

"What my sibling is attempting to say is that we've been sent on behest of your captain because of those circumstances. This village is directly in the center of all the attacks. It's quite possible that the raiders have been using this town to hide their tracks and camp out. Given the water from the lake, and the fact that most people steer clear of ruins, it would make an excellent hiding spot. One of them posing as a noble asking for help is a convincing cover up, especially when the disguised person only stays for a night and vanishes without a trace." Renshu says. "I understand that you've probably met the Prince and have asertained his identity as well as have personally seen to helping with the construction but from an outsider's perspective, it seems increadibly dubious."

"All we're asking is to please send a few people to go and let the captain know you're ok." Ming says. "The Dragon Warrior and his Master are here. They could help defend the town while you're gone."

"And that's the proof?" The wolf asks. "Just the word of a mass murder and his friends?"

"Is there more you need?" You ask. "Perhaps my word isn't enough but the integrity of my friends is. They've not done anything to earn your ire so I ask that you treat them with respect. If you need more reason then listen to what they've said. The Dragon Warrior and the master of The Five will be here to defend your work. Even if I wanted to attempt anything, would they not stop me? Or do you have so little faith in them that you're not willing to trust the word of the man you claimed to respect enough to speak with me?" The guards glower at you and Po steps in.

"Guys, guys. Let's all relax. Everything is alright." He says. "Listen, I know Tai Lung was a bad dude before but can't you give him another chance? He just wants to be one of the good guys." Everyone is quiet for a moment before another one of the guard, a pig, speaks up.
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"I can't." He says. "I had family there and I haven't heard from them since his attack. More than likely they're dead and I bet the bastard doesn't even have the decency to remember the people he killed. Only reason I haven't buried my axe in his skull is because I wouldn't be able to look my ancestors in the eye and tell them I stooped to his level."

"I don't care what your reason is here but I'll be damned if you ruin everyone's hopes and dreams of rebuilding this town. So either you kneel and die with what little dignity you have left like a real man should or you get the hell out." Another says. "We don't want you around."

"Guys come on. He's just wants to ask some questions. Can't you at least answer them?" Po pleads.

"That's fine." You reply calmly. "As the Dragon Warrior said. I merely have some questions. Answer them as you've promised and I will leave. Do you have any information on the raiders? Perhaps some tracks to follow or some clue of where they're headed?"

The wolf speaks up, "By the time we arrived, majority of the village had been picked clean by the villagers as they tried to salvage what they could. If there were any footprints they'd been trampled over. However, there is a section of town we haven't had the chance to go through. We've been digging up any wood or beams buried in the ground to make way for new foundations for buildings. Maybe if you check there you'll find something."

"There we awnsered your questions. Now take your psychopath friends and get the hell out." The pig says.

>What do you say?
>Ask some more questions. Though the guards don't seem to be very keen on awnsering anymore. Still this might be the one chance you get.
>Tell the guards you still plan to speak with the villagers. They might also help your investigation.
>Go investiagate the area mentioned. Best you get this done soon before anything else happens.
>Write in.
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>>4599387
Thank them politely and go to the other area
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>>4599387
>Tell the guards you still plan to speak with the villagers. They might also help your investigation.
>Go investiagate the area mentioned. Best you get this done soon before anything else happens.
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>>4599563
>>4599788
Being polite. Writing.
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"I see...thank you." You say politely while restraining the urge to snap back over the comment about your friends. "But I would still like to speak to the other villagers. Maybe they might have more information." You say. The guards all raise their weapons and point them directly at you.

"Like hell we'll let you do anything of the sort!" One of them shouts. Ming lets out a squeak of fear and Xin Lan draws their knives in a blink of an eye. Renshu takes the initative and stands between both groups.

"Gentlemen!" He shouts. "That is enough. It's best both groups go their seperate ways before this gets more heated. Both groups have parlayed and it seems nothing is changing. You'll be insulting the Dragon Warrior's attempt to mend the situation if you escalate this and we'll only bring shame to the efforts we've gone to change as well as only add fuel to a fire we don't wish to consume any one of us. After all the safety of China is something we all want. Whether or not you believe our intent is of no concern to me. Our efforts and quest are for ourselves and not about how we're viewed. That we've attempted the diplomatic solution is more than enough for us. We shall be heading to that location to investigate. You and those in your care may return to what you were doing. We'll not bother them. The only thing we ask is you go inform your captain of your situation as he has asked us to tell you."

The pig grips his ax tightly and shouts, "And who are you to tell us what to do rabbit?"

Renshu stops with he back turned and simply says, "Simply put, while I care to change and wish to protect these lands, the safety of those I love take precedent above all else. My family, my friends. They are the ones who risk their life and limb to keep me safe and I'll do anything to preserve their lives. But I honor their commitment to me and our cause so I will do what I've never done before. I will give you one chance. The mercy of a real choice. To leave and live or go to plot your revenge and see where that leads you. This is your final warning." Renshu looks behind him at the guards, all serentity and diplomacy gone, now replaced with the merciless glare of comtempt and anger. "Because If you dare attempt to harm them while I live then I will break where you stand. You and all those who come after."

To your surprise, Xin Lan puts away their weapons and gently tugs at the frightened Ming's sleeve. "Come on." They say quietly. "Stripes is mad. Legtimately mad. You don't want to see him cut loose when he's like that." Ming nods breathlessly and follows Xin Lan to the untouched part of the town. "Keep an eye on him." Xin Lan tells you. "He won't do anything stupid but...he'll need saving."
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The guards, for their part, attempt to return the glare but their resolve weakens considerably under Renshu's. You gently place a hand on their shoulder and gently say, "You've made your point. Let's not push them further." Renshu closes his eyes and takes a deep breath. He runs his hand over his ears to comb them back before they spring upright once more.

"You're right. I...I seemed to have let my emotions get the better of me." He says steading his emotions. "I apologize." He says as he opens his eyes though it's more directed to you than the guards. Renshu quietly adjusts his sleeve's cuffs emotionlessly and nods. "Let us be off then, my brother. Perhaps we might be able to stop the raiders before they harm anyone else." He continues as if nothing had happened, his tone serene and disciplined once more. You look at the guards and give them a nod of goodbye before the two of you go to find your friends. Po can only look on helplessly as the two of you leave...

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You and your friends work quietly through the day. The confrontation with the guards having soured the mood. You all work to dig through ash, charred wood and broken stone as you try to find any clues on the raiders. Your conversations are short and to the point as all of you are unsure how to broach the subject. As you work over the next few hours, you slowly hear the sounds of construction start back up. They're not as loud nor is there the sound of much movement in the main part of the town as you assume the workers are all still very catious about you and your friends. By noon, your group has stopped for a break and have set up a small campfire to heat up your food.

You're all surprised however, when you see Po half wander/half sneak towards you. It's clear he wishes to approach but seems unsure of how to approach your group. At first he attempts to be casual and simply strut towards you but then decides that maybe a more somber walk is more appropriate then he attempts to feign running into you all while on "patrol". Between each attempt, the large panda jumps back behind the same house before emerging with his neck attempt. Such a sight brings a giggle out of Ming, much to your relief. You were afraid that perhaps she had been frightened into silence and fear.

You shake your head and wave the man over to your camp indicating that you saw him. Po goes rigid at the revelation his supreme stealth had failed him so he sheepishly makes his way towards you, with a box in his hands. "H-how's it going?" He asks trying to stay casual and break the ice.

>What do you say?
>Apologize to Po. He attempted to set up a peaceful meeting and it all kind of fell apart.
>Ask Po what's in the box. Did he find some kind of clue?
>Ask the Panda if he should even be here. Your relationship with the townsfolk is shot but you don't want to ruin Po's reputation by having him socalize with you.
>Write in.
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>>4601043
>Thank him for trying but should he even be over here? His reputation could be jeopardized
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>>4601043
>Ask Po what's in the box. Did he find some kind of clue?
Reputation is for those that want to hide behind it. Do good for good's sake.
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>>4601168
And thank him for the setting up the meeting and vouching for us.
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>>4601168
That's not really true. Po has a reputation as a hero, having that damaged on our account could see others withhold their trouble or aid from him, leading to worse events.

I'm not saying that it will, but it's for more than hiding behind it.
I'll also support this >>4601170
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>Apologize to Po. He attempted to set up a peaceful meeting and it all kind of fell apart.
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>>4601061
>>4601168
>>4601170
>>4601190
>>4601256
Taking these votes. Writing
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“Swell considering the whole town probably wants us dead and someone threatened it’s armed forces with death.” Xin Lan says patting Renshu in the back of the head. “I’m glad I’m rubbing off on him though.” They say with a smirk.

“I said break, not kill.” Renshu replies stiffly. “And I meant every word of it though it would behoove me to admit that perhaps I might have let my attachments get the better of me.” He admits pulling Xin Lan into a one armed hug, much to their grumbling. Though it does allow the younger of the two to sneak a few bites out of the older brother’s bowl. You shrug.

“I’m sorry.” You apologize, a sentiment that surprises Po. “You tried to set up a peaceful meeting and we managed to make it fall apart.”

Po looks at you stunned for a moment before he shakes his head to clear it. “O-oh...well...you know...it happens.” He says. “Better than not trying right?”

“You’re right but are you sure you should be here? We are not the most well liked group at least I’m not. We wouldn’t want to damage your reputation by socializing with us.” You say. Po shrugs.

“It’s alright.” He says nonchalantly. “It wouldn’t be much of a difference. Last year I was nobody. Just some fat panda serving noodles and dreaming of Tig- the Five. Now look at me. Everyone thinks I’m a great hero. I’ve stopped some bad guys and saved some people but I don’t think I’ve changed. Doesn’t mean I haven’t. So I figured...If someone like me can become a hero...why can’t someone better like you do it too?”

>What do you say?
>Tell Po that there is a lot different between the two of you, none of which makes you better than him. Quite the contrary in fact.
>Say that you only wish it was that easy. You’re not really sure that people will ever see you different.
>Say you don’t care what others think of you. You’ve learned you’re more worried about what effect you have on other’s lives because of who you are.
>Write in.
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>>4601669
>>Tell Po that there is a lot different between the two of you, none of which makes you better than him. Quite the contrary in fact.
>>Say that you only wish it was that easy. You’re not really sure that people will ever see you different.
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>>4596897
>Thanks for the vote of confidence.
> While every one here is different, and have strengths and weaknesses, no one is better than any one else. But by saying that, you are one of the few people who have fought me to a draw
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>>4601669
>There are a lot of differences between us, none that make us better than him
>>>4601730 this too
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>>4601739
I feel like we should warn him against the danger of low self esteem and calling it humble.
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>>4601701
>>4601730
>>4601739
Taking these. Writing
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“Thanks for the vote of confidence.” You say. “But there is much more different between us than you can imagine. None of which makes me better than you. Quite the opposite in fact. At least that is how I personally feel in terms of what kind of man you are. In reality, while we’re all different, and have our strengths and weaknesses, no one is better than anyone else. That being said, you are one of the few people who have fought me to a draw.”

“Actually, I lost.” Po says sheepishly.

“That I can see.” Xin Lan says. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen anyone beat the big guy and we’ve been through some pretty bad fights.”

“Though we mustn't rest on our laurels.” Renshu warns. “Our next fight may be harder than the last.”

“Then we better win.” Xin Lan replies shortly. “Because if we can’t stop them then I doubt The Five will. Not if they can’t keep up with us.”

“Come on guys.” Po says earnestly. “They’re The Five. You know, the greatest warriors in China?”

“And the very same the big guy and I fought to a stand still while holding back. With Stripes on our side, they’ll be very hard pressed to pose a threat.” Xin Lan says matter-of-factly. “Soon, there'll be a fourth on our side and the gap will only widen as we convert our styles to a less than lethal variant.”

“Not that we want to fight The Five!” Ming blurts out. “It’s just...The Five do tend to focus on more...lenient styles. Tai Lung and the others are more...pragmatic.” She says hesitantly. “They’ve all been raised in rather extraneous circumstances. Like we said, they’re willing and trying to change but they have experience The Five don’t and they’re willing to use it to protect people. I guess to put it bluntly-”

“We’ll break those who want to hurt the innocent.” You say. “We were evil people Po. There is no denying that and it is something we refuse to make ourselves forget. However, we now choose to turn that against those who wish to do evil. Our cruelty and our malice. We give everyone the chance to change. If we could then so can anyone. However, if they choose to refuse our offer then we in turn offer them no quarter. They have made their choice and we’ll not give them the chance to harm another.”

“Y-yeah…” Po says, a bit uncomfortable. “But...what do you guys plan to do? Are you guys gonna wander around China for the rest of your lives out of the law’s eyes? I mean...that sounds really cool and there should totally be a story about you guys but maybe there can be a way for you guys to be like The Five and have people think of you as heroes?”
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“Truth be told, I don’t think people will ever see us any different.” You admit. “And while there is one person who I’ll gladly allow to abandon us if that meant they could live a normal life for the rest, we will just have to be content wandering China doing what we can. Forever shunned we may be, we will defend those very people with our lives.”

Po simply looks at you in awe at that.

>What do you say?
>Ask Po something else. (Right after you ask about the box.)
>Tell Po about your plans for the library and the Pools.
>Send Po back to the villagers before any problems arise.
>Write in.
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>>4602173
Try to lighten the mood
> want me to teach you some of the dragon style I picked up? Where did I learn it? From whispers on the wind of course.
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>>4602173
>So what is in the box?
>But you can tell the others we should be gone soon enough tommorow

>>4602196
Don't teach him dragon style. He is developing his own style, to interfere would rob it of it's own nuances.
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>>4602659
Supporting
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>>4602171
>Tell Po about your plans for the library and the Pools.
>Tell him about Eureka and Oogway
>Mystery Box
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I just had a thought, since we are on a mission to protect China and the safety of the imperial family, couldn't the emperor give us a pardon as reward?
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>>4602885
While in theory yes, the emperor isnt going to pardon kung fu joker even if he does seem to be on the mend
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>>4602887
I'm not so sure, we killed what? A few thousand innoncent people? That's chump change compared to the chinese emperors that are remebered as good. Didn't even eat their flesh and bathed in their blood.
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>>4602944
A few thousand innocent people because we were denied the secret of infinite cosmic power, a secret which we then attempted to take by force.

The death isnt really the crime, it's that if we got the scroll and used its power.
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>>4602659
He is already getting taught the styles of the 5, one more would not hurt, intact I think it would do him some good. The more styles someone is exposed to, the more they can update and change their unique style.
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>>4603002
We would be aclaimed as a wise ruler and start a dynasty. If we won. Cause thats what the emperors did. Chinese history is fucking hardcore.
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>>4603073
And we didnt, we lost and we were consigned to die in prison as a supervillain.

>>4603051
Eh, he is shown the other styles but doesnt learn them himself, a demonstration of our moves would be fine but we dont have the time to actually teach him the style proper and again, I think it would taint the process for him.
I view this like someone developing technology or drawing artwork, the more of the media they consume, the less they take to be fluid and more parts are held as 'how things should be done'.

The less of these influences Po has, the better for his style to make it his.
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So to consolidate votes, we're asking about the box, telling him we'll be gone by tomorrow. Do you want to tell him about oogway and the spirit realm? And about your group's quest?

Teaching him dragon style is still under debate.
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>>4603109
I'd say yes to everything except showing him dragon style. We can mention it to him but if he wants to learn it then he has to put in the work like we did. Hopefully without dying first.
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>>4603109
We don't need to teach him, I feel like it would be cool to teach Po. But others don't so that's fine
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>>4603109
Tell him about oogway, tell him about our style if he asks. But dont teach him yet, maybe at some point when his own style is strong and distinct.
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>>4603150
Well not doing it now doesn't prevent you from doing so later so maybe some other time should the chance arrive. I'll get to writing.
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>>4603202
We must not deprive the world of Jackie chan fighting.
Plus I want to learn how he will fight himself, something new for we ourselves to study in be future.

I have considered proposing learning Renshu's cruelest mercy, but there hasnt been a time where we havent had more important concerns.
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>>4603109
I have no problem teaching him, because it's thematic.
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>>4603207
Renshu's mercy was more of his philosophy. You either live with unfathomable guilt or you die a useless death. Either way he gets what he wants. In essence, their lives were meaningless and their choices pointless. Only Renshu's decisions mattered. Basically Tai Lung's old might makes right mentality but cranked up to 11 with a heavy dash being a complete scio/psychpath. The fact the people who stood between him and his goal were even given a choice was just to twist the further. By living they suffered and by dying they ceased to exist. The mercy was a cruel joke on his name (which he despised) and on the fact sparing them, the "merciful" option, left the people in just a bad a state. It was a really dark place the bun was in during those years.

If you meant his fighting style, then bun bro is willing to teach it. There's nothing inherently evil about it. Its simply the way it was used that was evil. Actually if it is used with Oogways teachings in mind, it can be one of the most merciful styles out there. Block and follow up with a stun or a disabling strike. No bloodshed and possibly no pain if Renshu adjusts how he uses Chi.
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>>4603231
Well, guess we have a new training objetive for our friend.
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>>4603231
I know the joke, but I do mean the style.
If we wish to help him over his killer instincts, I thought it best we learn HOW he moves, because we know he has some lethal talents amongst its moveset
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OK so I'm calling the votes. As for dragon style we will mention it but not teach it. However the offer will be there once he has completed his own style to trade. Master teaching another master his personal style can be considered the highest of honors because it shows your both open to critique and don't mind the other altering it to suit them.
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>>4603263
That is a fair way to look at it.
Tai Lung has already said in the past that a personal style is rugged and suits its owner and that is as it should be. I dont think he is that attached to it himself to be terribly angered by someone changing it to reflect themselves if he shared the knoweldge
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“So,” You finally ask. “What’s in the box?” Po jumps with a start as he’s pulled back to reality from his awe. He opens it and shows you it’s contents.

“It’s bean buns.” He says shyly. “I didn’t know if you guys had to eat so I thought you’d like some of my food.”

“Aww, thank you.” Ming says reaching over to grab one of the buns. “Well if you’re going to share, then you might as well have some of our food. We only got some soup but you’re welcome to try it.”

“Yes, please!” Po says eagerly as he takes a bowl and eats a spoonful. The panda’s face scrunches up as he chews carefully as if examining the taste. You and your friends exchange glances unaware that the Dragon Warrior was an epicurean. Soon however his face relaxes into one of pure bliss. “Oh! Oh gods this is sooo good. Are these scallions? Oh I love them in noodles but this is great! How long have you had this cooking? They’re so soft and tender not to mention the carrots and beets.”

“Seems like our friend here has many talents.” Renshu muses. “One would not think the Dragon Warrior would have skills in cooking.”

“I’m glad you like it.” Ming says a bit embarrassed. “But really we just threw in whatever we had. There wasn’t much rhyme or reason.”

“No no. This stuff is [i]good[/i].” Po replies with his mouth food as he scarfs the soup down. “Seconds please.”

You serve the panda a second helping as Ming asks, “You said you used to serve noodles? What was the shop called? Maybe we can go visit it sometime.”

Po swallows another bite and wipes his mouth. “Oh you mean my dad’s place? Yeah I used to help him make and serve the noodles there. [i]Golden Harvest Noodle Restaurant[/i] or at least that’s what it was called. Now he just calls it [i]Dragon Warrior Noodles & Tofu[/i] after me even though I don’t really work there anymore.” He says shyly.

“Golden Harvest?” You ask. “You mean the noodle place run by the goose?”

Po looks up, carrot attached to his cheek, and nods. “Yeah. What about it?” He asks sheepishly.

“Shifu and I used to go there often.” You muse as you eat. “I wasn’t much of a fan of noodles but he was. We would go there every holiday or special occasion.”

“Wait Shifu likes my dad’s noodles?!” Po shouts in surprise.
“Wait, your dad’s a goose?” Xin Lan asks in equal surprise.

“Why’d he never tell me that?” Po asks.

“Why’s your dad a goose?” Xin Lan continues before getting poked in the back of the head by Renshu.

“I assume because of me.” You say. “We had many happy memories there. After what I did, I assume those memories were tainted. Better to let the past die than languish in it.”

Po nods quietly before brightening up. “But you can change that now right? Master Shifu is returning soon, you two can talk it all out!”
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You freeze for a second. He was right. Your father was on his way here. Maybe...maybe now would be the perfect time to talk to him. After all you’ve been through, you certainly weren’t the same man you used to be. Maybe he could see it. Maybe...maybe you might have done something for him to be proud of...maybe… You shake your head clear. “No…” You say a bit shakily. “No I think it’s best we don’t linger here. The towns folk are already upset and we should continue chasing the raiders. We’ll be out of your town by tomorrow.”

Po’s face falls at that news. “Oh...are you sure? I mean if you are I can’t stop you. Do you want me to tell him anything for you?”

“Hey big guy.” Xin Lan says. “It’s your dad isn’t it? You sure you don’t wanna see him?”

“We don’t mind waiting a few days here.” Ming says. “The townspeople might be upset but we’ve been through worse before. It’s ok if you want to wait.”

“It may be much longer before we have another chance to speak to your father.” Renshu adds. “Perhaps it would be healthy to speak with him and air out your differences. Your emotions are still conflicted when you speak of him. Even when we first met.”

>What do you say? Stay and wait for Shifu to arrive?
>No. Not yet. Not when you still haven’t arrived at the pools.
>Yes. Perhaps you should speak to him.
>Write in.
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Rolled 10 (1d100)

>>4603303

>1 = Yes
>2 = No
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Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>4603305

I meant to flip a coin
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>>4603303
>No. We are not ready, we havent done enough, havent repented enough yet and the raiders are still at large. We cannot linger.

Even if a simple solution was to camp outside the town a good distance. Anyway, if we do leave him a message, perhaps let it be something along the lines of "when we meet in person next, I will have made you proud of me father"
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>>4603315
Also, fuck these raiders are a slippery bunch.

But we have no idea where they can be hiding. They know where the branch families are and who and how to strike, all things we dont.

So I'm thinking that maybe we should try hedging our bets if there are no more tracks to follow back, and find the nearest large town near the map and try staking out there.

Or asking the spirits. But I dont think there are any distinguishing features about the mongols which can set them apart and the area is too big.
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>>4603303
>Yes. Perhaps you should speak to him.
Better to try and make amends now, you never know if you will ever get the chance again.
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>>4603303
> Yes, stay and talk with your dad. Its been 20 years, one angry fight, and then your redemption ark. Letting him know you are working on it is better that a letter.
Also not doing it is the cowards way out. It is more running from your issues.
We went to hell twice, we can do this
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>>4603303
>Yes. Perhaps you should speak to him.

maybe we will introduce he to him future daughter/son xin lan.
I continue to support the leopard x rabbit
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>>4603389
>maybe we will introduce he to him future daughter/son xin lan
That would be an interesting conversation for sure if it ever happens.

I'm tied up with a few things at the moment but I'll count votes in about an hour or so. Thanks for the patience guys, I know I've been less consistent these past few days due to my part time job. Its up and down but I try to squeeze in a post here and there.
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>>4603340
>>4603372
>>4603389
We will stay but are we ready to face our past? Writing.
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You think about it. You think long and hard about all that you've been through. All that you've accomplished. You've been redeemed, at least in your eyes and your friend's eyes. You've acheived inner peace and now you feel like you've achieved it again though you've yet to attempt anything you've been able to before. Should this be more than enough to face your father once more? "Alright." You say quietly. "We'll wait."

"Really?" Po asks surprised. You nod but don't say anything.

"Looks like we'll be here for a while longer then." Ming says. "We'll just keep to this end of the towns. Maybe stay in the outskirts while we wait. Could you let us know when his dad arrives?" Po nods.

"Don't worry. I will. What are you guys gonna do while you wait?" He asks.

"We'll be combing the ruins some more." Xin Lan says. "There's gotta be something here."

"But the villagers have already done that." Po says. "We didn't find anything." Xin Lan shakes their head.

"No, you've salvaged and disposed of things." They say. "You didn't search. A scrap of paper, the remnants of a box, even something as simple as a scrap of cloth is enough. These raiders came searching for the scrolls and were willing to raze an entire village to the ground but more importantly, they could have camped here. They're bloodthirsty but they're not professionals. Someone must have gotten lax, something must have been left behind. Unless they're as inhuman as I am, they would have made a mistake. All we need to do is find it and exploit it."

"They're right." Renshu says. "Though well coordinated and directed by their leader, they are still wild at heart. None of them seemed capable of being that meticulous and judging by the size of their army, it'd be impossible to keep them to maintain that level of standard."

"You guys make it sound like you're planning on taking them head on." Po chuckles nervously.

"We are." You say taking a drink of water.

"What?! But they're an army!" Po says.

"And there is three of us." You reply. "I like those odds." Po smiles nervously and looks at your friends as you've clearly have gone insane. Xin Lan sighs and shrugs.

"He's right. It's a grossly unfair fight but we'll find a way to stave off the boredom." They say with mock pity. "Really two of us would be enough but we can't really deny Stripes a chance at good fight."

"I appreciate the sentiment." Renshu says as he takes a light sip with a soft smile on his face. "I will endeavor to not hog so many of the raiders as to let you two have a fair shot." He muses before looking Po in the face. "After all, we are stronger than the Five. Are you saying they cannot handle a simple army?" He jokes.

"N-no." He stammers. "I'm sure they could handle it."

"Then we most certainly can." Renshu replies politely. Po nods warily as he looks to the last of you.
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"Don't look at me. I can't fight and these three are crazy." Ming say exhasperated. "But they're not dumb enough to fight an entire army." She says. "We have a plan set out. It involves a lot of sneaking but they're also pretty good at staying hidden."

"Of course if things go south, there's always our secret weapon." You tease lightly.

"Secret...weapon?" Po asks.

You chuckle softly. "Dragon Style Kung Fu." Is all you say.

"D-dragon...style? No way." Po says breathlessly. "No. You don't know it. You're joking...right?" He asks slowly growing excited once more.

"The winds themselves taught me." You say. "As I explored the land of spirits."

"The spirit lands..." Po repeats as he tries to contain himself. "I've only heard stories about that place."

"If you master your style, then perhaps we might trade forms. It is what Kung Fu masters do right?" You ask. Po nod eagerly now ignoring his food completely. You finish your drink and look at the sky. "But that's not all I did there." You say, now serious. "I met an old friend. I learned I'm not the only one with regrets." Po snaps out of his excitement and looks at you confused. "I spoke with Oogway, panda." You say. "We met up in the land of the spirits."

"Oogway..." Po says quietly.

"We spoke for quite a while." You say. "He's as enigmatic as always but he seems happy." You say before telling Po of your time in the spirit lands. Po clings to every word you say, enthralled by your tale. Once you're done, Po just sits there looking at you in wonderment.

>What do you say?
>Tell Po that's not even all your adventures. You've done much more than that.
>Tell Po that he's been with you a while and that he should head back to make sure everyone is alright while you and the others investigate.
>Ask Po if he can ask around the town for information for you. Though it'd be fairly obvious he'd be doing it on your behalf.
>Write in.
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>>4603713
>>Tell Po that he's been with you a while and that he should head back to make sure everyone is alright while you and the others investigate.
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>>4603713
>You should check on the others panda
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It'd be nice to do a small sparring session with Po sometime soon.
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>>4603713
>Tell Po that he's been with you a while and that he should head back to make sure everyone is alright while you and the others investigate.
Keep them distracted
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>>4603860
It could be nice, but may give the wrong impression to the townspeople.

Any false move we make will be taken as its polar worst light. Punching the dragon warrior is one of them.
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>>4603717
>>4603764
>>4603976
Sending Po back to his duties. Writing.
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You look at the setting sun before turning to Po. "It's starting to get a bit late." You say. "The townsfolk will be wondering where you've gone off to. Perhaps we should all return to our tasks." Po snaps out of his wonder once more and scrambles to his feet.

"R-right." He says dusting off his pants. "Thanks for the food!" He says before running off and stopping. "I umm...I'll bring noodles next time?" You nod and politely wave him away. Ming giggles.

"Looks like someone can eat more than Xin." She teases. Xin Lan stick out their tongue.

"I eat to keep up my figure. All the exercise is very taxing. Besides, I'm playing the long con. Once you start to eat more to keep yourself going that's when all my teasing will start. You're just setting yourself up for a trap." Ming flicks some of the soup's water at Xin Lan with the spoon with a smirk.

"Try it, see what happens." She says. "Maybe some one won't get fried rolls next time we set camp." Xin Lan hops to the side to avoid the water droplets at pouts at her. You and Renshu stand as well to stretch a bit.

"Certainly an interesting meal." Renshu admits. "But a welcome one nonetheless." He adds as he starts to put away the remaining bean buns back in their box. "Perhaps with a bit of oil, we might be able to fry these."

"We could sprinkle some spices on them afterwards. Might give them a nice taste beyond oil." Ming says shrugging as she helps put the cookware away. "Xin, can you find us a nice spot to camp?" She asks.

"On it." The rabbit says. "I'll be back in a bit."

"Guess that leaves me to do some searching." You say. "I'll start in this area and work my way out."

"Just don't wander too far." Ming warns and looks up. "I'm worried that maybe one of the townsfolk might take it the wrong way." You raise your hand in acknowledgement as you walk off to the nearest building.

"I will. Best we start from here and work out to the outskirts then." You say. You approach a ruined building and wonder how to approach your search.

>How do you search?
>Dig through the ash and soot. Perhaps something survived the flames.
>Move fallen debris aside with your massive strength. Perhaps the raiders left or hid something before they left.
>Simply look around. You don't want to disturb anything before you start rooting around. (What do you keep a look out for?)
>Write in.
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>>4604633
>>Dig through the ash and soot. Perhaps something survived the flames.
>>Move fallen debris aside with your massive strength. Perhaps the raiders left or hid something before they left.
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>>4604633
>Root around buildings just before the outer edge buildings
Then >>4604638

See my thought isnt that we will see anything out of the ordinary, my thought is that the buildings just by the buildings on the edge of town are the areas where the raiders would get sloppy
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>>4604645
Plus, they may have his some caches there, though that seems more he preview of edge houses.

Oh yeah, I forgot. Root around for tracks/disturbed earth firstly before we start moving shit.
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>>4604638
>>4604645
Going all out in our search. Writing.
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>>4604633
Does this town have a library? The raiders would definitaly try to check it out. The townhall too, but we can't acess that one.
Maybe a granary or jewelry shop? Any raider that would be thinking more about looting than the mission would go there.
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>>4604703
No libarary as far as you know or the rabbit's invesitgation has revealed. The town hall has been rebuilt. But there are the remains of what looked like an old mill by the near the lake, which is close to the town hall.
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You roll your neck and shoulders and get to work. You start near the edge of the town, far away from the building hub near the lake and hopefully far enough to grant the villagers some peace. You start off by lifting a sorched but still intact beam and use it as a make shift shovel or,more accruately, digging pole. One of the major dangers of digging around the ruins was the fact that there was still plent of glass around and though not visible could still be hidden underneathe the soot and ash. As you meticulously push ash around with your pole, you take the time to pause and move aside any of the heavier object that lay around. Suprisingly, you sometimes find the remnants of old cupboards or dressers. With a bit of ingenuity and patience you break apart your beam and take one of the flatter remains of the old furniture to create a "proper" makeshift shovel. The result allows you to work much faster and efficiently.

"Find anything?" You hear Xin Lan ask as their shadow covers you. You turn to look at them, finding them perched on a remaining support beam.

Sheilding your eyes from the sun behind them you shake your head. "Not really, just the remains of old furniture at the moment." You admit. The rabbit hops down from their perch and draws a knife.

'"Let me help. Here." They say handing you a knife. You take the weapon and use it to whittle down your shovel and make it less bulky as Xin Lan does the same to build a second shovel for them. You never had the chance to weild your friend's weapons, despite carrying them for about a month or so in your bags, and are surprised how sharp they were. You had some inkling to their sharpness when you saw them cut through the floor back at the library but you assumed that was just the rabbit's desperate strength. Despite how light and thin they were, the blades cut through the wood as it if were thin paper. You actually had to exercise extreme caution or risk the blade simply slicing through the handle you were making and most likely a few fingers with it.

The two of you work your way through several houses, taking care not to get injured or drop something on your heads as you dig and move through the ruins. By the time you and Xin Lan make your way to your 4th house, Ming and Renshu catch up with you. "There you two are." Ming says. "I figured you two were up some kind of trouble. What are you doing all the way out here?"

"I thought it would be good if we stay as far away from the locals to put them at ease. Plus the edge of town is the first point of attack since it's on the opposite end of the lake. I figured this would be where the least amount of effort would have been placed seeing as most of the focus would have been in the center near the town hall." You explain.
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"Perhaps, though I doubt they would camp out here and leave clues." Renshu says. "Though no harm would come from staying away from the villagers." He rolls up his sleeves and begins to assist with moving the larger objects out of the way. Ming assists with examining some of the smaller objects for clues. With her gloves, she was more equipped to move ash and soot around without the risk of cutting herself on glass and her medical trainning allowed her to keep up with the rest of you in noticing small details.

Eventually, the four of you work through another handfull of homes and buildings before your eyes catch something. A fallen beam from the roof of a house with a few stones around it. Normally such a thing wouldn't stand out but it was the way the debris seemed to...bludge is what caught your eye. You wander over to it as your friends take a quick drink and use your strength to push the beam out of the way. The wood groans but is no match for your power and you quickly pull it out of the pile, toss it aside, and start to remove the rocks.

It was the smell that hit your first. Your nose scrunches up and your stomach twists but you keep your food down as you remove more rocks. You didn't need to see it to know what you would find. The smell alone gave it away. Underneath the debris was a corpse, now rotting after being left out for so long. Your heart skips a beat as you uncover more and more. The woman was armed to the teeth and wearing unfamiliar armor that certainly wasn't something a villager would own. She was once a raider but not their leader. Not even a snow leopard.

>What do you do?
>Call your friends over. Ask ming to see if she can find out how she died.
>Give the body a quick if not slightly disgusting search in case she died of poison or something that might be contagious.
>Call over Po. It might be best if he is involved in your investigation.
>Write in.
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>>4604780
>Call your friends over. Ask ming to see if she can find out how she died.
>Call over Po. It might be best if he is involved in your investigation.
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>>4604780
>Call your friends over. Ask ming to see if she can find out how she died.
Po can know the results, no need to show him a rotting corpse
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>Call your friends over. Ask ming to see if she can find out how she died.
>Call over Po. It might be best if he is involved in your investigation.
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>>4604780
>Call our friends over

Yeah, the dragon warrior can hear about it later, but there isnt a need for him to see this.
Is it too much to hope she has a map? Anyway, let ming autopsy the body then we can strip it.
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>>4604780
>Call your friends over. Ask Ming to see if she can find out how she died.
Po can be told later.
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>>4604804
>>4604846
>>4605186
>>4605216
>>4605423
Call our friends over. We can tell Po about this some other time. Writing.
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You open your mouth to shout but close it. You don't want to bring trouble over by shouting you found a body and simply shouting you found something might attract curious villagers. It wouldn't look good if they found a dead body. You know how easy people can jump to conclusions. You make a mental note to devise a system to contact one another without shouting later. Perhaps whistles or calls. You find the others rummaging around another building as you approach. "Hey." You say. "I found something." The others stop and look at you but you simply jerk your head in the other direction and lead them back to the body. Everyone scrunches their nose as they arrive but soon Ming gasps and covers her mouth.

"Is that?" She asks but you shake your head.

"No. It's not a villager." You assure her. "The armor matches that of the raiders. Do you think you can find out how she died?" Ming nods and puts her mask on as she kneels to examine the corpse. Ming tenderly touches the body and your sharp eyes can see that bits of rotting flesh cling to the tips of Ming's fingers as she removes her hands to touch another area. It doesn't take her long before she looks up at the rest of you.

"It looks like the rubble killed her. Caved in her skull." Ming reports. "She has a few broken bones but no burns which is odd."

"Why's that?" You ask. "I doubt any of the villagers had the skill to hit her over the head with a rock. Looks like the building simply fell on her and killed her."

"I agree with that but the rubble wouldn't have protected her from the flames or the heat. Nothing on her body shows she suffered burns even with the rot." Ming replies. "Just look around. The area is scorched. Her body would have been consumed by the flames."

"So she died after the fires." Renshu concludes.

"What was she doing here then?" Xin Lan wonders. "It'd make more sense to camp near the lake."

"Searching?" You suggest. "Maybe wandering around?"

"It would have to be something worth standing in a ruined building." Renshu says looking up. "Especially one that still hadn't finished collapsing. It would be safe to assume it might have been right after the town was attacked if not a few days after."
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You kneel to inspect the body with Ming. The dead woman's gear was mostly intact. Due to the rotting of her corpse, it had rendered her armor useless. However, her weapons were still in useable condition. She carried hatchet and,though a bit chipped, it was still useable. Along her belt were five knives. Not throwing ones from what you can see but they were balanced enough to function as them in a pinch. You pick up the hatchet and weigh it in your hand. Also balanced. Perhaps this woman enjoyed throwing her weapons to pick fleeing enemies off. Or perhaps she focused on throwing weaponry as her main form of attack. Either way, you would hazard a guess she trained to throw common things rather than carry specialized throwing weapons on her. It would allow her to simply resupply from any attack rather than having to worry about keeping track of her items and having to find them to reuse them.

You continue to search the body when your feel something underneath her armor. It was square and a bit flexible so it wasn't a weapon of any sort nor some kind of forgein armor. You gingerly extract it and try to ignore how sticky it felt and the disconcering sound it made as you peel it off the woman's body. Soon enough, however, you find yourself holding a small book. Quickly flipping through it doesn't reveal anything to you other than you can't understand the language. You hand it to Renshu and ask, "You've been overseas. Is this Japanese?" You ask.

Renshu skims through the book as well and shakes his head. "No, unfortunately not." He says. "Have you had run ins with the Japanese?"

"Only one other than you." You say. "A pirate captain. It was a thought I had while we investigated. Perhaps the japanese pirates had decided to move their plundering to the main land. We're getting close to the ocean."

"It would be possible though I'm afraid the language the raiders spoke was not Japanese." Renshu says. "Judging from the book however, it seems like a journal or notebook of some kind. There are still blank pages." Xin Lan takes the book and looks at it.

"Doesn't look like any known code we had in the Brotherhood." They say. "So I doubt it belonged to the villagers."

>What do you do?
>Try to read the book and decipher some meaning out of it? You have absolutely no idea how to start but maybe you can find something that might help.
>Hold on to the book and continue with your search. Maybe you'll find somethign else. (Where do you go search?)
>Ask your friends to help with something. (What would you like them to do?)
>Write in.
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>>4605625
>Hold onto the book and continue our search

What was this building I wonder? But now we have evidence of them coming back, so let's keep the search up, first fine scour this building then we can check others like it. That she has a book on her speaks of a scout book.
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>>4605625
>Hold on to the book and continue with your search. Maybe you'll find somethign else. (Where do you go search?)
We need to find some kind of shop that would have valuables in it, if it would be a place a looter would get sloppy it would be while looting. Perhaps try to find what this building was and search for similar ones.
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>>4605625
>Hand the book off to Renshu, the spirits of the dead are bound to be useful in translating it.
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>>4605625
>Hold on to the book and continue with your search. Maybe you'll find somethign else. (Where do you go search?)

Also take the hatchet and the knives. No reason to leave useful gear. The hatchet might even help us search the rest of the area, if we have to break something with a little more finesse. Offer the knives to anyone who might need them in the group?
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The identity of the raiders is giving me more questions about the setting. For example: are we pre or post mongol invasion? Is korea a thing? Are the japanese pre or post samurai? What is the name of the dynasty? What year is it? I know the three kingdoms period happened, but is there any other real life event mirrowed?
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>>4605707
I'm afraid I can't really give awnsers to those questions. Mostly because asian history isn't something I really know about but Japan is currently in it's samurai period, mostly because it fits with the Kung Fu Wixia setting. Three Kingdoms period happened but mostly in it's romantizied setting, remember Oogway and his friends played a major role in it so the actual book is mostly refrenced as a neat little call out.

Most of the history I make up and try to peice together to keep with the genre. The setting itself is mostly held together by duct tape, dreams and players' sense of disbelief because as you start looking at it, it begins to really fall apart. The fact that all the people you meet are animals is a pretty big one because it starts to imply slavery, cannibalism, and various other unplesant things. I just don't have the answers to your questions. I'm sorry.
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>>4605628
>>4605674
>>4605674
>>4605677
>>4605696
Searching around. Wanna give the book to Renshu?
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>>4605723
I am fine with giving the book to Renshu. He is probably one of the least likely to accidentally destroy the book, and as one anon said the spirits might be able to help him read it.
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>>4605720
It's okay Luo, I just wanted to feed my lore addiction. It's just that the setting was giving vibes of the Tang, Song and Ming dinasty and each one is around 300 years. I will try to hold my worldbuilding autism for now on.
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>>4605723
Also either him or Xin will be the ones with more experience with cyphers or translations, so sure.
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>>4605723
Give him the book. Maybe some of his voices know some shit
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>>4605731
And I'd love to feed it. I love when players ask questions and I can awnser them. Lore questions are fun but I'm afraid yours are outside the scope of this quest banditry. Not that I'm a great lore/world builder myself. I don't really have any plans on going to Korea and didn't think of that until you brought it up but giving it some quick thought. Probably not a thing in this setting.

To be honest, I'm surprised this quest lasted this long. Maybe the next quest, if I survive to run a new one, will take place in the semi modern era. Have a few ideas bouncing around.
>>4605727
>>4605732
>>4605742
Letting the buns handle the book. Writing.
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You take the dead woman's gear, though you don't find any pack or bags near her corpse oddly enough, and hand each one of your friends a knife as a precaution. They may not fight with it but having a sturdy dagger or the like might come in handy for utility purposes. You then hang the hatchet on your other hip, the one that didn't have the replica Sword of Heroes. You also choose to hand the notebook to Renshu and say, "I can't really do anything with it. Perhaps the spirits of the dead might be able to assist you in translating it?" Renshu takes the book once more and seems to ponder.

"I will speak with them. Perhaps they might but I am not sure." He says then wanders off to a seculded area.

"Keep an eye on him." You tell Xin Lan. "Don't want the villagers to try anything funny."

"You really think they can do anything?" Xin Lan asks amused at the idea.

"No but if something does happen it's better that there's someone to act as a witness than just make it an entire village against one. Plus you might be able to do something about the book as well. You've worked with codes before right?"

"Yeah. I'll see if theres something I can do to crack it but without some kind of refrence or cipher it's basically gibberish." They say as they move out to follow their brother. Ming stands up and gingerly tries to finish cleaning her gloves.

"I can't use these with my medicine. Not until I've done a lot of disinfecting." She sighs pulling them off, turning them insidie out and then stuffing them in her back. Ming's fingers are long and delicate, perfect for the precise and dexterous work she does and more importantly perfect for precise strikes. "What do we do now?" She asks tugging at her hair.

"I was going to search the building some more. If what Renshu said is correct, then there must have been something important here. Important enough for that woman to stand in a building that hadn't fallen over." You say. "Have any ideas?"

"No." She admits. "Maybe she was hiding something?" Ming thinks a bit harder. "If I was Xin...they would hide something where no one would look...what if you hide something and then it becomes more hidden later..." She tugs at her hair a bit more. "If she hides something here and then the building collapses. It'll be more hidden, hiding the hiding place from scavengers."

"But what would be worth hiding that much?" You wonder and begin to dig around the debris. You hand Ming a shovel and the two of you begin to move fallen rocks and ash.

"That I don't know." Ming says struggling to push a rock out of the way. You lean down and lift it up with your free hand, hoping to see a buried treasure but ultimately lead to more dirt. "Maybe loot from their raids? Or maybe it could be the scrolls? It would be pretty risky carrying them all over the place right? Someone could lose them." She suggests moving aside some more ash and finding an old peice of furniture. "Hey this is a safe!" She says excited. "Maybe this is what she hid?"
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"A wooden safe?" You ask skeptically. Ming gives you a playful push.

"No silly. Mr. Wong had one of these. The safes are disguised are regular drawers. The whole thing is hollowed out in the back and the drawers are smaller than they look so they leave a gap inside to have a safe there. So when it's all put together the drawers hide the actual important part. The safe. The idea was that theives would only pull open the drawers but not actually dismantle the whole thing and thus your things are protected." She explains pushing away burnt wood to reveal a stone box. "Oh..." Ming says disappointed. "It's locked."

You chuckle and pat Ming on the head. It was rather endearing when she forgot who she traveled with.

>How do you open the safe?
>Smash it open. It's simple stone. You could do it in your sleep.
>Go call Xin. He could pick the lock no problem.
>Leave the safe alone for now. Continue searching and come back to it later. Not like anyone could steal it.
>Write in.
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>>4605893
>Go call Xin. He could pick the lock no problem.

No reason to brute force the safe. Could have something fragile in it.
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>>4605938
Actually no. I have rethought that.

>Leave the safe alone for now. Continue searching and come back to it later. Not like anyone could steal it.

Let Xin and Renshu finish up before we have Xin or Renshu pick the lock.
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>>4605893
>Go call Xin. He could pick the lock no problem.
Who knows if there is a mechanism that ruins the contents if smash.
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>>4605893
>Pick it open yourself. If you were able to pick the lock on your chi-blocking shell with a feather and your tail, this one should be no problem.
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>>4605893
>Use our gentle claw to remove the lock

Just dont let it break the contents. We can do that
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>>4605989
If we go this route we should have Tai Lung tell Ming on how we made our escape from prison
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>>4606779
Ming: OH NO, HOW WILL WE OPEN A LOCK?!
>Looks at the greatest escaped convict in china

Ming: OH HOWEVER WILL WE DO IT!?
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>>4606907
You're the greatest but you never once mentioned you picked your way out. All of China would assume you simply broke out with your crazy Kung Fu skills and murdered all the guards.
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>>4606931
I feel like the chinese are making several assumptions about our capacity for wit. Especially given that our bindings made movement nigh impossible.
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>>4605893

>Smash it open. It's simple stone. You could do it in your sleep.

Listen, we're Tai-freaking-Lung.

If we can't break open a safe without destroying the contents inside, then we don't deserve to be called kung-fu masters.
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>>4606941
That because you're aware of the plot to Kung fu Panda. The average person wouldn't know any of that. Remember your prison was built just for you and mostly in secret so that no one could bust you out.

The average person knows you went to prison. They know you're a martial arts god. So naturally they'd assume you busted out using your martial arts skills. It's a really far leap to assume that things such as Chi blocking suits of armor exsist let alone they were used on you. Most people probably would have guessed you were sent to a high security prison and punched your way out. It's less of them thinking you're a muscle head and more of them not really knowing the facts. Even Ming doesn't know of your imprisonment conditions. You don't really talk about yourself and she only knows you as the good person you are.
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>>4605989
>>4606538
Looks like picking the lock ourselves wins. Hope you're not rusty. Writing.
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You kneel next Ming and look at the safe. Truth be told, you didn't know much more about locks than the average person would if they paid attention. Why pick locks when you can simply break them off? The answer was in the unlikely senario that you'd be chained down by several ton boulders and imprisoned in an armor that pushed at your Chi points...or perhaps when you didn't want to make too much noise. Xin Lan and Renshu would defintely know more seeing as that was their job. Still the lock itself was a simple one used on doors everywhere. The trick really was just to listen, something your keenly trained ears could do easily. You extend a claw and slip it into the key hole. Gently raking it across the key hole you feel the tumblers raise and lower. Your ears flick as you listen for them to click into place with each attempted turn of the lock. The mechanisms were basic and not very well made so the clicks rung out fairly loudly and greatly speeding up your work.

A few seconds later the lock pops open and you pull it off. "Oh. Right." Ming says. "I forgot that was something we could do." She says. You laugh.

"Forgot that we can break the law?" You tease.

"Yeah. Sorry about wanting to be a law abiding citizen." Ming shoots back with a smirk. "I'll remember to listen to your bad influences next time. Now let's see what's inside..." She says opening the small door to the safe. Even in the setting sun, the gems within the safe glimmer and sparkle as they show off their radiance. "Whoa...I've never seen so much treasure." She says as a few coins fall out of the box. "Do you think this was what they were hiding?"

"Maybe?" You shrug looking at the gems and coins. "But it seems too small."

"What do you mean? Most people could live comfortably for a few years with all this." Ming says grabbing a gem and holding it up to the sky. "Or do you think they're fake?"

"I don't actually know. We'll need to ask Xin." You say. "But this is an army of raiders who pillaged several towns. You'd think the ammount of coin they robbed would be much more than this not counting the gems." Ming looks at the money and frowns.

"You're right. For an army of raiders, it doesn't seem like a lot." She admits. "Maybe there's more to this?" She asks rummaging around. "Oh!" Ming says in surprise as she pulls what looks to be a sheet of paper. "A ledger perhaps?" She wonders outloud as she unfolds it. You peek over her shoulder and see that the paper itself held no numbers or purchases but rather it was a crudely drawn map complete with the same strange language the woman's book contained, both in front and on the heavily written back. "Hmm...this looks familiar." She says as she digs out her own map. The two of you compare them and realize that the map is just like yours. A map of the this area of China, complete with every single town that was attacked and nearby.
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>What do you do?
>Go find Renshu and Xin. See if they have made any headway on the translations.
>Go find Po. Appraise him of what's going on.
>Continue searching around the area.
>Write in.

>What do you do with the treasure?
>Keep it. They're yours now. A reward for chasing the raiders.
>Give it to the townspeople. It might be from their town if not from several towns. Either way, they could use it more than you and technically some of it has to be theirs.
>Give it to Po. He and Shifu can decide what to do with it.
>Write in.
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>>4607008
How much are we strapped for cash? I don't think we are.

>Go and give the map to Renshu and Xin
>Give the treasure to Po, suggest that it be used to help rebuild.
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>>4607008
>Find Po
>Give money to Po and Shifu

Time to bring him in. We've got some leads and he should know them too
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>>4607008
>Go find Renshu and Xin. See if they have made any headway on the translations.
>Give it to Po. He and Shifu can decide what to do with it.
If the map is written in the language of the raiders, then it could help with the book.
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>>4607379
could be even simpler, a few scratchings off where the raided and a big circle pointing to where their camp is.
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>>4607018
>>4607379
Talking to the buns and giving Po the treasure. Writing.
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You flip over the map to look at the mess of symbols scrawled on it as you stand. All of it indecipherable as always but at least you're a bit relieved that these raiders use the same numbers you do. Ming hugs your arm and tiptoes to try and get a look. "What do you think the numbers mean?" She asks as you lower your arms so she can see. You shrug, slightly lifting Ming off the ground, and flip the map over to see if perhaps the drawing contained any clues that could help.

"Not a clue." You admit. "Maybe it's the ammount of money they've stolen? Try and split the shares evenly to prevent a mutiny?" The front of the map yeiled no clues though each town was assigned a number. It's fairly easy to guess that these were probably the designations the towns had seeing as the raiders might not know the town's actual name. "Perhaps the others will have better luck in figuring this out." You and Ming gather the rest of the treasure and make your way back to the small camp you made and find the two rabbits sitting next to each other pouring over the map and talking quietly to one another. You have to admit that it's an eerie sight to see two rabbits immediately snap up and look directly at your direction as you approach, in sync.

"Any progress?" You ask. Xin Lan shrugs.

"Not on the nonwitchy front." They say.

You tilt your head in confusion. "What does that mean?"

"We haven't made much progress on the code I'm afraid." Renshu explains. "At least not ourselves. The dead townsfolk have proven equally as unhelpful. They simply don't know the language. They are still the same as they were alive. If they didn't know the language while they were among us, they will not know it as the dead. However, they are not my concern. There are others who linger around here as well."

"The elementals?" You ask. Renshu shakes his head.

"While true, I doubt they will understand the writings. They cannot read." He says. "The spirits of the dead raiders, however, can." Renshu casts a look towards the area of the woman's corpse. "Unfortunately we are at an impass. I cannot understand her...at least not yet. However this is something Xin Lan and I feel we should discuss with you. Seeing as we are both...somewhat low on morality."

You and Ming sit down next to the dying flames. The enroaching darkness and dim light only seem to add to the morose atmosphere of the ruins. "What's going on?" You ask.

Renshu steeples his fingers and stares into the fire. "I can make her talk. Break her will and force her to give me the information I want. She doesn't need to speak nor do I need to understand her words. I will make her give me meaning. It'll be roundabout. I won't be able to speak or read the language but the exact meaning of the book and it's contents will be mine." Ming looks troubled.

"I don't understand." She says.
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"Imagine...imagine a story you know by heart. It can be any story or tale. Now imagine I give you that story in a written form that you cannot understand. You could still tell me word for word what the story and it's contents are. Perhaps you might be able to even point to the page on which that information is on. Though you cannot read the book, it's contents and information are already known to you."

>What do you say?
>Ask Renshu a question. (What do you ask him?)
>Tell Renshu to do go on with his ritual. You can speak to Po about the treasure in the meantime.
>Ask your friends about the treasure. You've made your decision but perhaps the others might want it for something important you're not aware of.
>Write in.
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>>4608018
>Then what's the catch? if it is simply exacting the information, then while it could be unpleasant there is no lasting harm done and we've gone on to do good by it.

I may just be looking at this from a place of ignorance, but this seems to be hurting a ghost for information. Not nice but neccercery, the point where this becomes 'iffy' is if we are going to damage the spirit or destroy it.

>Ask your friends about the treasure
Use dragon king logic. If they can't figure out a way where we do greater good by holding onto the money, we hand it over because it doesn't belong to us.
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>>4608018
>Ask Renshu a question. (What do you ask him?)
Can you do the ritual without breaking their will? Maybe repeat the questions until the ghost gets bored. We need to atleast know their nacionality, it would make finding someone that knows the language easier.
Also could we show the ghost the fight in memory town? Make it scared of us? I don't know how Renshu powers work.
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>>4608051
Fear doesn't really fix the problem of being unable to speak the same language.

The main problem here seems to be that we don't speak mongol, and Renshu's solution is "lets ignore that and just take the MEANING rather than the words, but it may hurt" in some unspecified manner.

I'm not quite sure how breaking someone's will would damage them, it sounds bad, but how bad is bad?
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>>4608061
If only he could share memories, so we would just be able to look were the raider is from and deduce the rest. So far we either think they are more steppe raiders or wokou pirates.
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>>4608034
>>4608051
Asking questions. Because knowing is half the battle. Writing.
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I have learned my lesson. Keep phone charged in case someone decides to be drunk and crash into the power lines a block away from your house. Then hope that 4chan hasn't ipbanned your phone's ip for whatever reason.
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"So then what's the catch?" You ask warily. "I trust you two. Despite your claims of low morals, I think otherwise. So if you feel the need to bring it up then there must be some drawback." Renshu gives you a look.

"It is torture. Plain and simple." He says. "There is no pleseantry about it. The spirit will give me what I want regardless of their objections. If I must tear it from their soul then so be it. If there is nothing that remains after that then it is none of my concern."

"That's horrible!" Ming shouts. "Why would you ever do that?!"

"Information is power and those that weild it have power over those that do not. Regardless of where and how it was obtained." Renshu replies. "Though I have been blessed I supposed to never been forced to use the ritual but that does not mean I do not know it. Most spirits are greatful enough that they have someone who can hear them that they're willing to part with any information if it means having one final conversation. Tai Lung is friends with the spirits of the elements. They are always willing to assist them so long as he is curteous and respectful. However, the ritual is merely an option. One that I haven't employed out of respect for him."

"We didn't think it was the right choice of action." Xin Lan explains. "Doesn't really match our vibe but we felt that we should tell you about it."

"Whether or not you want me to use it is up to you." Renshu says. "This information could reveal to us everything we could want to know. Perhaps even the hideout of the raiders."

"You know I'll say no." You protest. "Why even leave the decision to me?"

"Because you're our leader." Xin Lan says plainly. "It's no secret we defer to you when it comes to these kinds of decisions. As Stripes said, we're not entirely qualified on the subject of morality here." The rabbit tugs at their ear as they seem to debate something before adding. "And...we owe you our lives. Despite your protests...we'll follow you where ever you'll lead us. Even if it requires us to get our hands dirty. Even if it means we have to be your weapons or your shield."

>What do you say?
>Write in.
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>>4608474
Torture. . . Eh that's not Beuno my brothers.
But you two knew that and I hope you two also remember that I'm never going to ask you to get your hands stained with something like this, ever.
There's a difference between breaking force and torture and it's a line that we can all see.

Guess we need a new means of getting the information, just keep at the raider spirits and the book. It'll take longer but it keeps our hands clean.
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>>4608474
No torture of souls please, we already had enough of it in hell.
>We are friends here, I don't want to be a leader that forces others to follow me, neither that you sacrifice yourself for us. I'm glad that you respect me enough to share the plan and ask for advice, but it is exactly because of your past that you need to not even consider it anymore. We may support each other as moral compasses, but to travel the path of redemption, we need to refuse the ideia no matter what.
I think I lost what I was trying to say around the middle of the speech.
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>>4608719
it was coherent and somewhat to the message of "we are a fellowship, not a leadership" until about 'moral compasses' at which point it sort of goes into a line about "To get better, refuse the idea of inflicting suffering out of hand"
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>>4608720
Rhan I managed to say what I wanted, that we are friends and need to refuse temptation at all cost.
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>>4608808
Your message is a good one. We won't ever ask for our friends to engage in torture, for anyone's sake.
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>>4608714
>>4608719
We won't torture anyone. not ever. Writing.
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You plan a hand on each other the rabbits' shoulder. "Torture...is not something we will ever lower ourselves to. Living or dead. But you two knew that and I hope that you will also remember that I'm never going to ask you to stain yourselves like that, ever. We are friends here, I don't want to be a leader that forces others to follow me, neither that you sacrifice yourself for us. I'm honored that you resptect me enough to share your concerns and ask for advice, but it is exactly because of your past that you need to not even consider such ideas anymore. We may support each other as moral compasses, but to travel the path of redemption, we need to refuse the idea no matter what. We may need a new way of getting the information but it'll keep our hands clean."

The rabbits look at each other and Xin Lan shrugs. "I guess this is where we'll have to disagree." They say with a smirk. "Because we'll still follow you whereever you'll lead us. Nothing you can say will change that."

"I'm afraid they are correct." Renshu adds. "As we've stated, we owe you our lives in more ways than one. Even if refuse to have us commit such acts, we can't simply walk away from this. To battle or for peace. We will follow."

"You're stuck with us whether you like it or not." Xin Lan says. "That being said, what do we do? Even if we can get the ghost talking...we can't understand it."

"It's either willfully ignoring me or it really cannot speak our language. I am inclined to belive the latter. Though their leader may speak the language, it would be no surprise she is the only capable." Renshu explains.

"Is there no other way?" Ming asks. "We'll never be able to read their map if we can't understand the language."

"You have a map?" Xin Lan asks.

"Yeah, we found one in a hidden safe." She explains pulling out the bag of treasure and opening it. "It was full gems and coins. Probably what they got from the raids. But there was also coins and this map. It's full of writings and numbers." Xin Lan's eyes widen and they hurry over to the bag.

"Shiny..." They say reaching forward. "And it's all ours..." They grab a gem and look at it with an expert eye. "Genuine as well. We could live like kings with this kind of cash." The rabbit looks at you. "We could buy a house! Or a mansion!" Ming takes the bag back and pulls out the bag.

"And what do need those for?" She asks. "We're constantly traveling."

"Because...I always wanted a house." Xin Lan says. "I mean we could have a place to lay low and stash our things away. Or just...live in?"

"We don't have much to begin with little one." Renshu counters.

"But we can! It's not like we can't find stuff we want to keep." Xin Lan points outs.
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"I was thinking of handing it over to the panda." You say offhandedly. "That is what we learned after our events on the Gale Cutter. If we can't find a way to do good by holding onto the money, we should probably give it up." Xin Lan looks at you horrified.

"Buying a house is good. And that was only because the treasure belonged to the Dragon King. This is ours, right? Or I mean...it was the raiders but she died and it was stolen. It's like a reward. Maybe we can...give a tiny bit away but think of the mansion!" They plead. Renshu stands up and politely takes the map from you. He looks it over and thinks.

"Well...this is might be something we can work with." He admits. "This map is of the area, correct? Perhaps if we compare it to ours we might be able to extract some information. Though it may simply be a waste of time."

>What do you say?
>Tell Xin that maybe there's better things they can think of to spend money on. For now, you'll hold on to the treasure. It is late and walking into the town at night might distrub the people.
>Ask Xin exactly how much do they need to build a home. Maybe not a mansion, it seems a bit to gaudy, but your heart can't help but ache for a place to call your home. A house with a training area would be nice.
>Ask Renshu to study the map and it's writings. Maybe he might find something and since you're waiting on your dad, it's not really a waste of time.
>Tell Renshu to hold onto the map but focus on something else. No point in trying to decipher something that'll lead to nothing or worse, simply use time with no results.
>Write in.
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>>4609214
>This money belongs to those that lost their homes to the raiders that stole this money to begin with. Xin...trust me when I say you don't want to see the consequences of ill-gained money and greed.

>Ask Renshu to study the map and it's writings. Maybe he might find something and since you're waiting on your dad, it's not really a waste of time.
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>>4609214
>Ask Renshu to study the map and it's writings. Maybe he might find something and since you're waiting on your dad, it's not really a waste of time.
A reward is something that is given, not taken, the money goes to the five and they redistribute to the people that it was stolen from. Also if we ever decide to make a base of operations, I think it would be cooler if we built it ourselfs.
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>>4609214
>Ask renshu to study the map.

>We will be handing the money over, but we will keep a small amount for food and other essentials.
I get that a house would be nice but we aren't made for settling down. And the money doesn't belong to us, remember bunnies
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>>4609223
I feel like they have seen plenty of consequences about Ill gained money and greedy. Lets try not to be so condescending when talking to the poster children of "Criminal life and it's consequences"
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>>4609338
Xin clearly doesn't understand the full gravity of the potential consequences if they're still asking for it.
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>>4609342
Nobody can understand the full gravity of their potential consequences, but they certainly have a good grasp on them. Just drop the "I know what you don't" sort of tone is my suggestion, they aren't a child.
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>>4609355
I think you're reading too much into it, brother.
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>>4609360
that's possible, I'm very tired.
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>>4609223
>>4609227
>>4609336
No house. Treasures go to the people that need it more. Writing.
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"Give the map a try." You say. "There's no harm in putting some time into it." You turn to the younger rabbit. "Xin, you know better. I know you do. The money belongs to the people and we have to return it to them. If not to their original owners then to the people who need it more. Everyone wants a nice house, I get it but we just can't settle down just yet. Still need to find the pools and even then I'm not sure I'd like to retire so soon." Xin Lan gives you a large pout and sighs as they flop down and sit on the ground.

"Yeah...yeah..." They say relenting. "I'm just saying. We deserve some nice stuff too. Even if we aren't gonna retire, it'll still be nice to have a place to just go and get away from it all. Besides...when do we get anything? I get we're trying to be better people and it's not like these people have anything to give away but we gotta think about ourselves too you know. Not everyone is going to be generous and we can't just keep stopping every few months to scrounge up some cash. Having something to our name would be nice. All I'm saying is that we should be working towards something material as well. Or at least saving up for it. And if you suggest we save up for a boat, I'm going to let you do that and sink it right in front of your eyes."

Ming fidgets and, to your surprise, says, "Xin's...kinda right." She fidgets a bit more and chews her lip. "It'd be kind of nice to have something to fall back on if things go bad. We're doing good right now and there's no shortage of food or money but what if any one of use gets injured? What if we all do and are unable to work? What do we do then?" Ming rubs her shoulder nervously. "I'm not sure about a house or a hideout. It sounds nice but I think we should also think we should maybe have some money set aside for emergencies. I know Kung Fu masters are all about letting go of material goods and the like but having a safety net couldn't hurt right?"

You scratch your head. "You're right. We're not help if we're too injured to do our jobs." You admit. "While we are set for food and travel. It wouldn't hurt to be a bit prepared. We can take a few coins to save for emergencies only. Next time we settle in a city for a while, we can set aside any earnings from that to add to the savings. Everything else goes to the villagers. No matter how we can try to wave it away, this isn't our money to take and there are people who are in far more need of it."

Xin Lan leans pack and rests their head on their arms. "You're the absolute worst treasure hunter I've ever met." They tease.

"Good. I'll make sure to bring you down with me." You joke as you sit down. The rabbit gives a melodramatic sigh and looks up at the night sky.

"So what do we do now? Your dad's coming day after tomorrow." They ask.
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>What do you say?
>Say you'll do what you always do. Train. Best to keep in shape when things do go sour.
>Say that all you can do is wait for Renshu and Ming to see if they can glean any information out of the map. They're the smartest people here.
>Suggest that you try and find a way to help the townsfolk. Perhaps you can try and mend the relationship? Though that seems highly unlikely.
>Write in.
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>>4610124
>I'll do as I always do and train, since we can't help Ming or Renhu
>Maybe keep looking through the destroyed section of the town for more caches or ghosts.

It also doesn't hurt to keep our nerves steady with some regular training.
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Cant wait to meet Shifu and get the family drama on the road
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>>4610194
Oh yeah, sparks gonna be flying so much that the town may well burn down. Again.
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>>4610194
As a thought, treating him as a master is how we probably should, he deserves the respect.

But at the same time, we did that the previous two times and there is something to be said for the definition of insanity.
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>>4610124
>Say you'll do what you always do. Train. Best to keep in shape when things do go sour.
Meditate a bit, but without the go unconscious for 3 days part.
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>>4610221
Oh yeah, See if we can talk to Shenlong. We haven't got a shrine but we should at least try
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>>4610176
>>4610221
Looks like we're training then. Writing.
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"Suppose we do what we always do." You say. "Train." Xin Lan laughs.

"Figured." They say, stretching and getting comfy. "I'll find something to do. There's still the other section the people are working on. I'll snoop around there and see what I can dig up."

"Don't go bothering the villagers." Ming says counting a few coins and putting them in her own bag. "We're already on their bad side and we can't ruin Tai Lung's chance to speak with his father." Xin Lan gives Ming a dismissive wave.

"Please. If the villagers manage to catch me, I'd do you all a favor and die from the shame." They say. "But think about it. One raider had a hidden stash right? There's a chance there might be more stashes around the village."

"You're still thinking about the treasure?" Ming asks, putting her hands on her hips.

"Forget the treasure." Xin Lan says sitting up. "The big guy says we're giving it to the Dragon Warrior and that's final. I'm thinking we might find more notes like that map in the stashes. Better yet...what if we find a note written by their leader. She speaks chinese right?" The rabbit taps their head. "So it's reasonable to think that maybe she might have something to translate chinese to their native language. Just incase her troops need to know the language. It'd be increadibly irrespossible to only have one translator in an entire group as big as that and judging by their tactics, I'm not inclined to believe they're that foolish."

You think for a moment. Xin Lan's arguement did make sense. Your group was doing something similar. Ming wanted to learn to fight so she wouldn't hold you back while you and the others picked up skills here and there to increase your versatility. It didn't sound that unreasonable to assume that the raiders would have some kind of book or scroll to help them traverse a country who's language they couldn't speak. "Where do you think we'd even find something like that?" You ask.

"I'm thinking at the other edge of town. Near the lake." Xin Lan says. "They may have searched but considering they focused on rebuilding the more central part of the village. I'm guessing their search was only surface level not to mention they weren't aware that the raiders might have hidden something."

"It is a low chance but if such a book exsists that may be a great boon to us." Renshu says as he looks up from the map. They put it away in their tunic and begin to gather wood for a fire. "Being able to understand their language would be a great asset to us. They would not longer be able to hide their intentions and we can properly counter their attempts."
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You move to help the others set up camp as you say, "Then it's worth investigating. If we manage to find something, I'm willing to risk the ire of the villagers. For now let's exercise caution. Xin can keep themselves hidden and we shouldn't go poking around there beyond that. The rest of us will stay on this end and continue our work. If Xin finds something that needs all of our attention we'll deal with that when it occurs." The rest agree with that sentiment and eventually, after a light meal, all settle down to go to sleep.

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Your sleep was light and restful. You feel as if you dreamt something, though you can't quite recall what it was. Only that it was not unpleasant just simply there. As you sit up to stretch, you find Renshu quietly sitting on a fallen beam and reading the map once more while comparing it to your group's map and the journal. Xin Lan was gone, their bedroll and gear neatly tucked away in a corner of the camp. Ming was still fast asleep, curled up in her sleeping bag and ears barely poking out the top. The sun had just cleared the horizon and off in the distance you could hear the sounds of some light construction going on.

>What do you do?
>Go search around the ruins again. Perhaps you might also find something else.
>Meditate. You haven't properly tried to contact the spirits since you asked the sprite to investigate this town.
>Go speak to Po. Give him the treasure and apprise him of the situation.
>Train. Practice some martial arts or do some exercise.
>Write in.
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>>4610600
>Meditate
I want to speak to our friends again. We have already neglected them long enough due to our inability.
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>>4610600
>Go speak to Po. Give him the treasure and apprise him of the situation.
You know, I almost want to see if he'd like to try meditating with us.
It'd be funny, his failure.
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>>4610600
>Go speak to Po. Give him the treasure and apprise him of the situation.
I only want to meditate with someone watching over us in case more mystical shit happens.
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>>4610626
>Inner peace. Inner peace. Inn-
>Valley shattering grumble
>"Sorry, I guess inner peace makes me hungry"
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>>4610682
And four of The Five wonder where all their hidden snacks vanish off to.
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>>4610692
>Only one of the five doesn't have hidden snacks

I could have swore only Monkey and Crane hid their confectionary. Mantis employed the mantis method of stealth, hiding it in the front of the fridge where everyone ignores it
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>>4610694
I didn't actually know that. I was just making the joke that Tigress is the least likely to have any hidden snacks. Doesn't seem the type. I do remember Monkey having hidden cookies in the movie.
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>>4610697
I know all
Yeah, I made all of that up. I just figured that it fit for Mantis to hide his sweets like that while everyone else but Po and Monkey doesn't really have that much characterisation as someone to hide food. Going pure canon, only Monkey has hidden sweets
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>>4610626
>>4610662
Talking to Po. Giving him the loot and telling him what's' going on. Writing
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You stand up and wave at Renshu who returns the gesture. After a few stretches to limber up, you quietly grab the bag of treasure and motion in the direction of the village. Your brother nods before going back to the maps and you make your way toward the construction. You take the open roads that were once streets to make sure you're in plain view as to not scare the villagers. Nonetheless, when you get about a block away, someone screams, "He's back! Call the Dragon Warrior!" People scramble to get to safety and you sigh. Granted you were simply going to call out that you wanted to speak with Po but you really didn't want to put up with the theatrics.

A few moments later you see Po, rather sleepily, running towards you. He still had his sleeping hat on and what seemed to be a sleeping eye mask dangling from his ear. To his credit, he doesn't demand why you were here nor did he ask you to leave to speak later. Instead he asks, "Is something wrong? Everyone alright?" You nod.

"We're alright." You reply. "However, we found a few things that we felt should be brought to your attention." You open the bag of treasures to show him.

Po leans in to look as he removes his hat and mask only for his eyes to go wide. "What is- Whaaaa..." He stammers as he points to the gems, glinting and shining in the morning sun. "Tha...thats..."

"Money." You confirm. "We found a safe while rooting around the ruins on the other end. Since it's not ours we decided to return it to the people it belonged to. You and Shifu can decide how to distribute it." Po swallows and nods vigorously. He gingerly takes the back as if simply touching it would cause the gems inside to shatter.

"Thanks..." He says still a bit breathless.

"There's more." You say before lowering your voice. "We also found the body of one of the raiders. She died from the building collapsing but on her person we found some kind of notebook as well as a map. We think it may have some clue on the raider's location. At the moment we're trying to translate their language." Po nods as he tries to be discreet.

"W-what are you gonna do if you find their hide out?" He asks.

>What do you say?
>Tell Po of your plan to steal the scrolls back with sleep powder.
>Simply say that you'll go to their camp to take care of the problem.
>Say you'll wait for Shifu to get back. Perhaps the 6 of you can all go to the camp to deal with the matter.
>Write in.
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>>4610892
>We plan to steal the scrolls back and deal with their leader.

All our cards are on the table
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>>4610892
>Tell Po of your plan to steal the scrolls back with sleep powder.
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>>4610900
>>4610905
Telling Po of our plan. Writing.
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"We plan to steal the scrolls back." You say. "And if possible take the leader prisoner. Hopefully that'll cause the bandits to dispand at least."

"Steal?" Po says looking around. "But...they're an army. They're not gonna let you do that with out a fight. Espcially if you want to take their leader."

"We have a plan." You say shrugging. "It'll be a stealth mission. Ming's created something that put the raiders to sleep. After that it's just a matter of finding the scrolls and their leader."

"Whoa..." Po whispers. "That sounds like something out of the Monkey King's stories." He says. You're not sure what he means by that but you assume it's supposed to be a compliment.

"At the moment we simply need to find to find the raider's camp." You say. "Once we do that, we can proceed with our plan. After that it's only a matter of finding someone to deliver the scrolls back to the royal family...or simply destroy them. I'm not sure we should have them on us. They'd be safe but it might just end up being more trouble for us."

"You could give it to us." Po says. "We could keep them safe for you."

"Its a possibility. Assuming we can find you." You say. "However, if we manage to disable the raiders then we could make time to search for you all."

Po was about to say something when one of the guards comes up. "Dragon Warrior. Maybe it's best this person leave. He's scaring the villagers and preventing us from continuing the construction." He says. Po winces.

"Hey, I'm here and he's not going to do anything. Right?" He asks looking at you. You shrug.

"It seems like it doesn't really matter what I say." You reply. "I'll head back now. I've told you what I needed to say." You turn around and head back to your camp. You find Ming yawning as she slips her boots back on. She looks at you sleepily and says, "Uh oh. I know that look. You're upset. What happened?" You shake your head. "Nothing much. Just finished apprising the Dragon Warrior to our plans. Any progress on the maps?" Ming shakes her head. "I just woke up." She admits. "But Renshu was telling me he thinks he's on to something." Ming gives you a look. "Do you want to go for a jog? That ussually helps you focus and clear your mind."

>What do you say?
>Go for a jog with Ming. It'll help her wake up and help you keep your mind off of things.
>Pass on the jog. Say that the map takes priority. You can find something else to do. (What do you do?)
>Say you actually have something else in mind right now. Go and find Xin. See if you can help him search.
>Say you're going to search the rest of this side of town. You can go for a jog later.
>Write in.
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>>4611088
Let's try meditating now then, got to talk with best girl.
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>>4611088
>Go for a jog then try meditating
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>>4611344
Support
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>Go for a jog with Ming. It'll help her wake up and help you keep your mind off of things.


Also page 10, QM. Prep fer new thread
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>>4611102
Xin?
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>>4611616
Well quite obviously he mentioned talking about ming. But they seem to imply that we should talk to Xin
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>>4611621
No, I was talking about Shenlong.
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>>4611634
Uhh anon. I think you may need to undertake a few lessons in the biology of the heavenly dragons.
And maybe review his title as Lord of air, rain and rivers.
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>>4611634
I was figuring Bao.
>>4611616
Xin is indeed on the the best girls.
>>4611556
Thanks for the heads up anon. If the thread goes down, I'll set up a new one in a day or two.

>>4611344
>>4611424
>>4611556
We're going jogging then meditating. No reason we can't invite Ming. Writing.
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>Catching up on this quest
>Reading the Soknan City epilogue
It's a shame that it's raining...
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>>4611733
Glad you're enjoying the quest, anon.
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>>4611734
It is absolutely fantastic. I am glad you took over.
I feel like a deadbeat dad who discovered that the child whom he only met at his conception grew to be a wonderful adult.
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"A jog sounds good." You admit. "You wanna come?" Ming nods as she slips her other boot on and stretches.

"Ok. I'm good to go." She says. "But where are we gonna run? Not much room around here."

"We'll just have to make do with laps." You admit.

"That's a shame. I kind of wish we could take a jog around the lake." Ming admits. "We could jog around the town itself. Around the outskirts. It'd be a wider circle and we'll still be out of everyone's hair."

"It might be best we do that actually. Stay out of sight and stick to the forests. We can go faster that way and not have to worry about the rubble around here. But you'll have to pick up the pace or we might be seen." You tease. Ming sticks out her tongue at you.

"I said a jog!" She says. "Not another full blown sprint. We're supposed to be relaxing, remember?"

"That is relaxing." You chuckle. "Besides, sprinting for everyone else is a jog for us and what better way to go faster than by upping our jogging speed?" Ming's shoulders slump and she sighs.

"I should have known better than to think you'd just do a regular run." She says. You laugh and lead her out of town.

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The two of you make a few laps around the town through the surrounding woods. Each time you complete a lap, you go just a bit faster to push Ming and keep the pace up for two laps and repeat the processes. You don't see any sign of Xin Lan as you run, but you can feel them within the town as they move around. It's a bit odd to know their general location and yet still be unable to see them. Knowing that least they were safe, you turn your mind back to jogging or rather to simply not thinking and clearing your head. The two of you slowly gain speed and by the final laps, you and Ming were out pacing the average person's top running speed. To anyone who might have caught sight of the two of you, it would have appeared as if you were simply gliding through the woods, unhindered by the terrain. By the time your jog ends and you return to camp the two of you were damp with sweat and breathing a bit heavily or at least Ming was. She doubles over and pants as she catches her breath. Wiping the sweat off her brow, she glares at you. "That...wasn't light." She says.

"You're right." You admit with a smile. "It was more of a casual power walk than a jog." Ming squints at you before taking a seat and drinking a large gulp of water.

"I swear, sometimes I think you just want to murder me." She says with a heavy sigh. "I hope it's all worth it." You sit next to her and pat her on the back.

"You say that but didn't you notice how fast we were going?" You ask. "We must've cleared at least 20 or 22 laps around the whole town. It's only been about an hour. Most people would be hard pressed to do even 1 in that time. Right now, I'd say you could outrun pretty much anyone that hasn't heavily trained." Ming inhales and exhales as she tries to even her breathing.

"So I'm good at running away then." She says kicking her boots off again.
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"Pretty much. Or getting somewhere really fast." You admit. "Once we get some time off. That when we'll start more combat focused training. Or at least speed and dodging. Then at the very least if you get caught in a fight you can get out of it without getting hurt." You say. "You'll be a fighter yet."

Ming leans against you. "You gonna teach me how to lift mountains then?"

"If you want to put the work in then yes." You say. "But that might take a bit longer than what you want to do."

"And I don't think Xin would let me hear the end of it if I lost my figure and got all musclely." Ming giggles.

"I'm pretty sure you'd get Tigress's figure." You say.

"So you have been peeking?" Ming teases. You feel your face grows hot.

"N-no. I'm just saying that...that you wouldn't be any less attractive." You explain.

"Then you do think she's pretty. Is that your type? Strong women?" Ming continues. "You know, Xin told me all about that day in the forest. I didn't know you had it in you to to be that dirty minded." She grins. Your face grows red and you cough trying to look away from her mischevious look.

"I may have tried to face Xin in a fight I was woefully unprepared for, yes." You admit trying not to remember the verbal humilation you faced after your spar with the rabbit. Ming continues to giggles and she pokes your side.

"It's nice to see you relaxing again." She says. You look at her a bit confused. You were far from relaxed right now but Ming continues as she pauses for a moment. "Do...do you think you'll be ok?" She asks. "When your dad gets here?" You tense up a bit.

>What do you say?
>Say you'll treat it just like any other conflict. You'll hold your ground and keep an eye out for anything that can turn the situation around.
>Say you're unsure. You've always been unsure and even now you don't know.
>Say you're confident things will go well. You and everyone else have come a long way.
>Say that things will go how they will. There's nothing you can do about it. All you can do is allow it to happen.
>Write in.
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>>4611636
The title of best girl trancends race and gender.
>>4611656
>I was figuring Bao
Damn it, you figured me out.
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>>4611738
Thanks for the kind words. I try not to force those kinds of scenes but I do have to admit that I do like how they end up I kind of feel like the quality has been slipping however. I'm not sure if I'm being overly critical of myself but I'd rather it be that way. I fear that not thinking like that leads to complacency or overconfidence neither which would be healthy for improvement or the quest. Nor do I want to try and have those kinds of scenes happen on command so to speak. I feel like it cheapens them.
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>>4611754
>I dont know ming, I can face my master knowing that I have tried to do good. I just hope I can face my father with that same knowledge
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>>4611754
>Say you're unsure. You've always been unsure and even now you don't know.
>Say that things will go how they will. There's nothing you can do about it. All you can do is allow it to happen.
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>>4611757
I am currently on thread 4 in the spirit realm and it is great, also seems to be well-regarded by the look of the suptg votes
I'll let you know if the quality truly declines, or it is just you who's improving, and viewing your past work with more criticism.
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>>4611764
I actually feel the other way around. I feel like my past work is of better quality. Maybe that's a fault of mine but I'm not sure. As much as it might sting, criticism will help me improve. Maybe I'm taking the writing more seriously than I should but what started as just a fun little trial has blown up to a full hobby for me and I guess I've started to care more and more about the quality.
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>>4611768
I'll see when I catch up to the present. Catch you later!
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>>4611768
People often think the past is better, but the difference you sense is likely due to the slightly different pacing you have adopted, it's more relaxed than it was in earlier threads.

Like instead of wandering a path, we are more just meandering through a wood and stopping to appreciate a particular tree or flower. Probably something to do with the fact we have to search for our foe and we have few leads, rather than the more straightforward objectives of the past.
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>>4611795
I do like that description. Some of my favorite interactions are with Ming and the Buns as they just stop and talk about things like "What is justice?" "What is redemption?" or just "What is friendship?"

I do feel the pacing has slowed but I worry that might have turned people off seeing as there's no action going on.
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>>4611762
>>4611763
We're not sure. You hope that they will go well. But things will go as they will and hope is all you can do. Writing.
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K6z6wAddhwI

You find yourself fidgeting. You can't even remember the last time you had done that. A you feel a small bit of shame for it. You weren't a child anymore, such things shouldn't concern you nor should you fear them but at the same time your shame of that conflicts and compounds. You felt ashamed of that shame. You weren't a child but that didn't prevent you from feeling worry or fear. It's because you once felt above that, that drove you to destroy. The reality of it all was you felt fear that you still hadn't done enough to show that you had changed. A foolish though but one you couldn't help shake off. You decide to voice your concerns. "I...don't know." You admit. "I can face my master knowing that I have done good. I just hope I can do the same for my father." You look up at the sky and can't help but wonder if your friends would feel the same way as Oogway did. "Have I done enough? No...that's not the real question. I'm worried that it won't matter in the end." You say. "Because this isn't a debt to be paid. It never was. Justice...redemption. It's not something one can count. It falls to the victims to decide if such a thing has occured. I can say that I feel redeemed but does it matter if no one else agrees?"

Ming looks up at you from her resting place. "I don't really know." She admits. "But I know what kind of a man you are. I know who you want to be and what you've done to try and achieve it. I feel like that deserves some recognition at the very least."

"The truth is that I'm unsure and I've always been unsure. Every step we take has been a step of faith. Hope that one day our deeds will be recognized. Not in the sense that we'll be crowned heroes or saviors but that people will see us for who we truly are not what we once were." You say. "In the end however, I guess all I can do is see how things go. I can't change what will happen. All I can do is allow it to and try to make the best of it."

You feel something tighen around you waist and look down to see Ming hold you tightly. She buries her face into your chest and says nothing. She didn't have to. You feel your face grow damp and you want to say something. Some magic combination of words that could adequaly express how much everyone meant to you, how much they have helped pull you through your hardest times. But none come forth. Instead, you wrap your arms around her and hold her close, taking solace in the fact that even in the darkest of times you still had your friends and perhaps that was reward enough.

>What do you do?
>Go meditate.
>Talk to Renshu. Ask him how the maps are going.
>Go find Xin. See how their progress is going.
>Write in.
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>>4611829
>Go meditate.
Let's work on our affinity with Earth spirits.
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>>4611829
>>4611829
>Go meditate

Let's talk to the air. Maybe we can get the earth to chime in.
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>>4611829
>Go meditate.
I will talk to the windy boys.
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>>4611829
>Go meditate
When was the last time we paid a social call to Shenlong like he asked?
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>>4611883
I think back in the triad arc.

Then we went to hell and lost the ability
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>>4611890
Ah shit, back to reading!
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>>4611852
>>4611875
>>4611882
>>4611882
Speaking with regular spirits is the majority. What do you wish to speak to them about?
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>>4611909
Lets just tell them stories, see what they have been seeing, just generally improve out ability to talk.

They are our friends, we don't need to talk about anything specific.
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>>4611909
Nothing important. Get to know them better, deepen bonds, share stories.
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>>4611909
How are are things back in eureka if they know, if they noticed when the town got sacked and people came back and their preferences, since we know that wind spirit likes incense, maybe it's a type thing.
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>>4611911
>>4611912
>>4611931
Sure. Learning about the spirits. Writing.
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This reminds me.
Since bullman went through 8 gates of hell as us, I hope he can reunite with his friends.

Did we meet him when we went through hell?
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>>4611986
Nope. I think he had some actual trials to complete, rather than the tortured punishment we endured.

Because our suffering wasn't a trial, it was a taste of what waits for Renshu.
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>>4611988
Anon has it right. Kai was sent off to do some trials. You opted to serve some of Renshu's sentence as a forewarning.
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>>4611988
>>4612000

Understood
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You don't really know how long the two of you held each other but it didn't really matter. Eventually the two of you let go and Ming gives you a sad smile. "You all deserve better than what you were given." She says wiping her eyes. "You're not bad people."

"We were." You say. "But I think that's the important distinction."

"It's just not..." She sighs. "I just wish you all could have a normal life. Sometimes Xin's idea sounds nice. Just find a nice location far away from everyone and build a house there. Just to live in peace."

"I don't think I'm suited for that lifestyle." You admit. "I just can't see myself settling down and living the rest of my life in one place."

"Maybe not but I think that makes it a bit sadder." She says. "I don't think any of you ever known a life outside of fighting. I don't know if any of you ever had the chance."

"Whether or not we had the chance...well I suppose I can't say what effect that had on us. In anycase, right now I'd like to figure things out before I decide what I want to do the rest of my life. I've been given various job offers so if I decide I'm done wandering around. There's always the life of a guardsman. Or as a sailor."

"I don't think any of those suit you." Ming says. "They're too...mundane." She smiles. "I don't know. I guess you're right. Being a martial artist really does suit you." She stands up and stretches. "Do you want to eat? I'm kind of hungry." You shake your head.

"Not right now. I think I'll go meditate for a bit but it is around that time. So I guess we should start making lunch." Ming gives you a nod and moves to your fire pit to start making a new fire. You cross your legs and try to relax enough to meditate. You quietly clear your mind once more and feel out for any spirits. At first, you can only sense your friends moving about the area but slowly you can start to feel the presence of sprites in the nearby area. Unsurprisingly, you can sense water sprites in the lake and a few wind sprites floating around the in the woods and sky. You can feel an earth sprite rooting around the ruins a bit away.

>Who do you want to contact first?
>Contact the wind sprite.
>Contact the water sprite
>Contact the earth sprite.
>Write in.
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>>4612010
>Contact the earth sprite.
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>>4612010
>Contact the wind sprite first
Friends.
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>>4612010
>Contact the wind sprite.
Want to confirm if the incense was a personal preference or something all the wind sprites like.
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>>4612010
>>Contact the wind sprite.



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