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Walking with Hachiro down a hallway in long abandoned centuries-old ruins that must have once been home to local nobility, Chika could not shake the words of his Captain from his mind. In his ten years as a samurai he had never seen the captain of the Private Militia speak[…]

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The Passing Leaf

While the two spies relaxed with another glass of coarse sochyu cupped in their hands and their swords still tucked safely underneath their belts, the Shuten Doji emerged from behind the bar and threw a leaf between the two. As they remained seated, the world around them changed, both subtly[…]

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The Invisible English Man

Journal Entry I surveyed the harbor this morning but I have yet to see a sign of the invisible Englishman. Then again, could I have? The man is invisible. The concubines selling their wares on the docks smelled worse than the cartons of fish being sold by the fisherman just[…]

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The Tale of the Nine-Tailed Fox

The Shuten Doji looked down on the man who had traveled into her warm tavern seeing that he was drenched with the rains that had been steadily falling all evening. She felt a pang of sympathy for him as the traveler sat down in an empty seat next to another[…]

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