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PostPosted: Wed Jun 01, 2011 5:16 pm    Post subject: Kankoku Reply with quote

A Japanese man whose smile resembled a shark's and whose eyes did not hide the fact that he was nothing more than a thug dressed up in a three-piece suit waited patiently in the front area of Silver Marks Brewery. He'd been told at least a dozen times, by half a dozen different people, in the hour and a half that he'd been waiting that Mr DeMuer was a very busy man and without an appointment, he would most likely not be able to see him.

The thug's command of English wasn't the best but he knew when he was getting the brush off, and his mood had slowly soured as he waited. Finally, after waiting for two hours to see the brewery's owner, he stood angrily and thrust the letter written by his oyabun at the first person who happened by. "Give this to DeMuer," he growled in broken English, and stalked off, leaving the brewery behind and returning to the Organisation's headquarters in Dockside.

Should Mr DeMuer ever receive the letter, it would read:

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Mr Alain DeMuer, Owner, Silver Mark Brewery:

My name is Mitsugu Ryu and I am the head of a charitable organisation, headquartered in Kyoto, Japan. Recently, my associates have learned of a plot to interrupt Silver Mark Brewery's productions, hurt employees, and even hijack shipments. We are prepared to offer our services in order to protect you from this threat. In exchange for a monthly stipend, we will ensure that your employees are safe from harm, your deliveries reach their destinations intact, and your facilities are free from sabotage.

I would like to call on you at your offices soon. Please courteously reply to this letter and inform me of a convenient time for us to meet. I would hate to see such a profitable business such as your brewery fall into ruin because you did not act right away.

Sincerely,
貢龍
Mitsugu Ryu

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PostPosted: Wed Jun 01, 2011 5:49 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

"Milord?"

The brewer on-site at the Silver Mark facility in Old Temple had intended to bring this concerning letter directly to his boss, but only a few phonecalls had been placed before a knight came by the brewery to take it himself. Sir Malcolm's cold grey eyes stared across the desk at the Baron DeMuer, whose quiet expression and slightly thinned lips belied his incredulous anger at this message. Leather creaked as Malcolm tightened his gloved fingers around the hilt of his dagger.

"Shall I go... hunting, milord?" Malcolm lifted his chin, and the scars on his jaw twisted and deepened as he scowled. The dagger wouldn't do. His thoughts turned already to the spool of piano wire he always kept on his person...

Alain shook his head, muttered, "Scouting only - inform the Captain," and bent his head to pen a reply. Malcolm bowed stiffly and left his liege to write in silence, while what he could only see as a personal threat against his dear friend 'Lanta made his ears ring with anger.

Mr Mitsugu Ryu,

I thank you for your concern; it is not often that a charitable organization takes upon itself the duty to inform businesses of threats against their personnel and assets. However, let me assure you that in spite of Silver Mark being a rather small brewery, I have other assets at my disposal which I can commit to the protection of Silver Mark Brewing Company.

Under the generally recognized standards of what is often referred to as "castle law" I can and have exercised mine and my employees' right to use deadly force on people who trespass on my properties with hostile intent. I likewise exercise similar rights on pirates and bandits acting against my shipments without hesitation.

Considering yours is merely a charitable organization and it sounds to me that you have become aware of potential violent acts, I must warn you that the danger to you and your people is very great. I would advise you to return to Kyoto immediately, and give RhyDin a very wide berth from this point forward.

Respectfully,

Alain DeMuer
Owner, Silver Mark Brewing Company


Shortly thereafter the letter was dispatched to the indicated letterbox near the Marketplace. It was sealed neither with the Silver Mark logo, nor his family crest; instead the wax seal contained a single mark, an Egyptian eye.
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PostPosted: Fri Jun 10, 2011 2:08 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

There were five of them, each armed with a short sword – a wakizashi – and a MP7. They might not know much about magic or the creatures they'd run up against in the short time they'd been lurking in the city streets, but setting up an ambush of a single, seemingly unprotected man was as familiar to them as breathing. They waited in an alleyway, approximately halfway between the brewery where the man was an apprentice and his home. They'd followed him through the streets for five days, marking the places he visited, the route he took on his way home and his way into work. Finally, their shateigashira, Akito, had selected this place as the most likely spot for a successful ambush. It was quiet, secluded, and most importantly, didn't have many passersby.

As the apprentice brewer passed by the mouth of their alley, a blade swooped out of the shadows, pressing its sharp edge against his Adam's apple. He went still, eyes wide and panicked like a spooked horse's. A hand reached out of the shadows and wrapped around his upper arm, yanking him into the alley. He noted the hand that kept the blade against his throat was steady. The faces of the men were noted carefully, features memorised as best as he could. They were all dark haired, and their hard, angry eyes had an obvious slant to them.

The hand yanking on his arm shoved him hard against the wall at his back. “You work for DeMuer?” came a soft question from the thug who managed to look like a lounging lion as he held the sword at full extension. The apprentice nodded, tried to speak but was unable to get anything past the tip of the blade at his throat. “Good,” the lion-like man said. “You take message to him then.” The sword darted up to slice down the brewer's cheek and then disappeared, before the four others descended upon him.

They rained down a flurry of vicious though strategically-placed blows, most aimed for the man's face. They wanted to inflict enough damage that their message would be taken seriously, but not enough to cause death or even permanent disfigurement. That would not be good business. His nose was broken, both eyes blackened, and the fingers of his left hand dislocated. They left him curled up on the alley floor, broken and bleeding, and slipped away into the twilight. The second battle in the coming war had been fought and as before, the Kakure-Kai had won.
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