赤大名の上昇

Ambush at the Castle Ruins

Through the eyes of Yoshiro

After we made it back into Suruga, we decided to meet at the old man’s bar we had disrupted a couple weeks ago. We bickered a bit and ultimately decided to investigate the remenants of Imagawa’s castle.

Imagawa had dismantled the army only days prior to the Uesugi, so we had figured there was ill tidings afoot. As we approached the north gate, a large figure walked out of the darkness. The massive man revealed himself to be a powerful samurai atop a very large warhorse.

I attempted to hide myself amonst the tree line as the mounted man spoke out. He recognized us as the “rogues” everyone has been talking about. Rogues. Hmph. What have we done to merit such an inglorious title? The samurai seemed to know who we were and asked for our names. He knew I was there. He mentioned me and pointed at me. It seems the Nakata secret is not as all encompassing as I was led to believe.

As Erik and Kodai Nakano stood with Kyosado talking with the man, I readied myself for the oncoming melee. When I thought I was ready, a chained sickle flew out of the darkness and rended through my chest. I mused it must have been an odd thing to see a sickle stuck into nothingness and blood dripping out. I kept musing this as the sickle was removed and I saw the source of my newfound chest wound. We had been snuck up upon. This other man did not reveal himself to be a samurai or even honorable. There was no name given. Just a strike from the shadows and a malevolent grin. The irony was not lost on me.

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