Sengoku Horizon

Look towards the Horizon

The Warring States Period: Fierce warlords fought for control of Japan, and many would perish. When a warrior falls, where does the passion they once held go? Possibly into something dear such as a favorite weapon or heirloom. These heirlooms have been labeled as “relics”, and those that carry them are labeled as “Scions." Recently more and more of these special relics have been activating, signaling the start of a great change as ancient power meets the modern world!

Now For The Local News, 02/17/2018 The Chinese delegation have now arrived at the city of Edo. They have come to learn more about the state of Japan, the Shogunate, and it's Scions. We will be having a Lunar New Year's celebration, a school dance, and a combat tournament with them!

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 Rank 3 Mission: Nobunaga's Fan
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 Posted: Feb 6 2018, 12:10 PM
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Junko modded, “It certainly looks right. I can’t imagine there’s some look alike in the possession of a thief.” Especially in a place like this. The shortness of life, well, the fan had found a morbid resting place the fit its gloomy nature. Suddenly, Junko stiffened, his entire body stopped moving and his eyes focused forward. He lowered his voice to a whisper. Someone is coming.”

The figure didn’t seem like the old man from before, Junko couldn’t tell the difference between people in his magical sense really but the old man had been far weaker, much nearer to death. This person was far more lively. “Lights off, be ready to chase if I run or drop.” Junko began walking towards the exit on the balls of his feet to hide his footfalls best that he could. He was hunting now.

He tucked the fan and box into his quiver and drew two arrows. He nocked them against his bow and slowly pulled them back. The slow stretch of string making hardly more noise than the boy’s own slow, shallow breaths. He kept the points down but still the arrows were pointed towards the figure. It could be an innocent person but Junko doubted it based even on just the way they were walking. Well, they’re avoiding the mouth of the cave would serve his own stealth purposes.

He stepped into the light. “Anybody out there?” Unlike his partner, Junko could not be identified as a student or metsuke tool. He looked like a hunter, tiny and effeminate as he was, hopefully that would just add to the ruse. “Hello?” He knew full well where the guy was but the target didn’t know he knew.

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 Posted: Feb 14 2018, 10:19 PM
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Hana chuckled, sounding akin to an old, rugged warlord- perhaps taking off of her father in that sense. Either way, she seemed quite enamoured with the relic's beauty that the natural glow in her face seemed even more uncanny for a girl of her nature. So the war-princess had a love for craft? Possibly, there was something about the aesthetic of what a person's hands could do with enough skill; and that law was indistiguishable from beauty and war. The mere aura of the fan didn't scare the girl, but rather she understood Oda's obsession with it's context- though she'd never keep such a thing to remind her of death.

Still, beauty remained fleeting to her- and it didn't trap her in such a way that she was distracted from Junko's movements. Like spectating a fever dream, her blood orange eyes followed the rippling of his subtle muscles all falling to a stand still as his breath froze like Winter.

He didn't need to speak, her feline-like eyes followed his line of vision in a fashion all too familiar. She was a warrior first and a young lady last- to the fullest, that showed. She nodded with the solemnity of a soldier, the fire in her relic out like a light switch.

"I trust you,"

Even in the dark, she was confident. He'd been valiant this entire time, even if he might've felt otherwise at any point. She held perfect control over her relic- a blue moon like feat as whatever traces of light still hitting her body faded. with her relic still active and posed for anything, she moved in mirages, like a specter of red and silver in the quiet.

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