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Tei Kae rolled 11 10-sided dice:
3, 8, 9, 4, 4, 1, 5, 8, 3, 9, 3
Total: 57 (11-110)
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Posted: Tue Sep 11, 2012 10:20 am
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Posted: Tue Sep 11, 2012 11:10 am
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"..." Ryuden would narrow his eyes at Miyako, not saying anything for a moment.
Turning to the Boar who held Omiko, he broached a different subject. "Where are my scrolls?"
"I hath no idea, master," the man responded. "Thy other loyal servants art presently searching for them."
Walking away from Miyako, Ryuden would approach the girl, who was still screaming in terror, watching her for a moment.
He would slap her across the face to silence her suddenly, before kneeling to look her in the eye from eye level. "Where are my scrolls?"
"..." Omiko would bite her lip and avert her gaze, tears flowly freely down her cheeks, one a good deal redder than the other now. A trickle of blood would soon flow from the corner of that mouth.
"Do you know what I'm going to do if I don't get them back?"
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"I'm going to butcher every last one of your Clansmen until you tell me where you've hidden them. I'll save you for last, to make sure you realize the full implications of your defiance."
Omiko would seize up, clenching her eyes shut tightly with her head turned away.
"..."
"Bring her over there, so she can see everything," Ryuden would say. The Boar holding her hostage would bow his head and move to the side of the room Miyako had been observing Ryuden prior. He moved to where he stood before, lifting up the blood-stained ritual knife before him, examining it.
"I would love to get all the details from you, but as you might guess, I'm on a tight schedule. I have a lot of Minor Clan samurai to sacrifice, and I'm going to have an Imperial Legion on my doorstep sometime early tomorrow morning. You know how it is."
Leaning close (but not too close), he would add, "If you have such valuable information, I suggest you tell me now. If they are so valuable that I feel that they might further my cause, I could be convinced to let you go; history does not record the loss of life of any Scorpion during the creation of the Anvil of Despair, after all. Otherwise, this little chat of ours is over."
A brief thoughtful pause later, and he would add, "Amongst some other things."
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Tei Kae rolled 12 10-sided dice:
8, 9, 6, 2, 2, 7, 3, 1, 8, 8, 8, 3
Total: 65 (12-120)
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Posted: Tue Sep 11, 2012 11:47 am
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Posted: Tue Sep 11, 2012 12:31 pm
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Strike 1: Insulting the Maho-Tsukai. Strike 2: Missing the TN of 25 to delay. Strike 3: Seducing the Maho-Tsuaki.
"Yes, it has. That's why most Samurai are ignorant; they willingly blind themselves to their full potential for the sake of lesser, more base desires." Ryuden would stand tall now.
"Besidse, you're mixing magics. It was an ancestor of the Boar we needed to go back in time. All that is required for the Anvil of Despair is blood..."
Suddenly, he would thrust the strangely-shaped knife into Miyako's torso, just beneath the sternum. Jutting it to and fro, he would carve a path of carnage and agony through her body cavity, causing her blood to pour out of her in frightening alacrity.
"... and souls." Removing the dagger from her torso, he would bring it to Miyako's throat, slicing through it rather callously, silencing her and causing blood to begin filling her lungs.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
Omiko's horrified scream would be the last thing upon Miyako's ears, as the darkness of oblivion moved to claim her.
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Posted: Wed Sep 12, 2012 8:34 am
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