Rooftop Renegades

[Iuchi Prashant]

Prash squints his eyes, struggling a bit to see what the bubbles in the bottle are doing and moving a little bit closer to it... and he actualy manages to see it.

OOC

Day 2 Boar - Investigation/ Perception unskilled - wait what did that bottle say, er, bubble? TN 6: 1d10k1 6

[Vutall]

The bubbles seem to form the outline of a shelf.

[Iuchi Prashant]

As he finally seems to understand what the sake meant, Prash's face changes to an easy smile, and he speaks to the bottle one last time.
"Doumo arigatou gozaimasu, Sake-no-kami-sama! May you have a most pleasant evening.", he mutters, bowing slightly, then turning to the others.

"Apparently there's some sake in a shelf close by somewhere! Now to see if we can find it and just leave the coins on the counter..."

He tries to take a look around and see if he finds the sake bottle on a shelf mentioned by the... sake bottle.

[Vutall]

((Once each player in this thread has made 1 more post, they will be noticed by the adults in the sake house!))

[Utaku Nesrin]

Nesrin watched with growing fascination as Prashant talks to the half full bottle and it bubbles and swirls. Somehow those bubbles were answers?!

A shelf it says, she looks around, spotting several bottles on a shelf that seems a bit high, and a shelf beneath it half full of wooden cups. "Moto-san," she points, "I think you can probably reach that without climbing on the other shelf, yeah?" She sets a coin on the shelf beside the cups.

[Utaku Ichiro]

Ichiro watches the dance of crowd and servers until the patterns start to emerge. Like a battlefield it all seemed like chaos at first glance but there was a secret, if messy, order within it. Judging his timing he moved behind the counter and quickly lifted a bottle from the shelf.

(Stealth = 10)

[Vutall]

Ichiro is able to grab a bottle without any interference.

[Moto Ichiro]

The other ichiro sees his clan mate grab the target and makes his own way toward the exit motioning the others to do the same. He moves casually trying not to draw any attention and blend in, he was large for his age but arguably unremarkable for a crowd of adults.

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D2 Boar stealth: 2d10 10

[Iuchi Prashant]

Seeing Utaku Ichiro with the bottle, the coin placed by Nesrin on the shelf, and the Moto starting to make his way out, Prash makes a simple 'come, let's go!' gesture, then waits for them to get out together - with him last if necessary.

[Vutall]

As the children head out, one of the adults walks behind them and eyes them suspiciously, but says nothing.

[Utaku Nesrin]

Nesrin joins the escape, leaving with one last look at the room and shaking her head as she gets out the door. "Next time we should sneak out in the daytime so we can visit the market. Markets are a lot nicer than that."

[Moto Ichiro]

Ichiro chuckled "yeah going to the market would be pretty fun even if these are less impressive than the grand markets in Khanbulak it will be neat to see the ones here." He noticed the man looking at them and he kept his eye on them as they walked away.

[Utaku Nesrin]

"Never been to Khanbulak, well, not when I was old enough to remember it. How big is it really? The ones who remembered it said it was huge, with all the colors in the world and probably a few of every kind of people too." Nesrin trots along with the group, tying her small pouch of coins closed.

[Moto Ichiro]

"its a large city maybe not as big as the capital but much larger than this place. Most of it is a squarely Unicorn city but the market, man the market is something else though all those vendors and traders that came through the burning sands to trade with Rokugani. So many different people and yes colors! I've met people from the Ivory kingdoms, Merenae, some Yobanjin here and there, though we keep a close eye on them more than others. You can buy stuff from the traders that you can't get here its pretty incredible. I meant to learn some other languages so i could talk to them when I go to the market." he spoke excitedly of his home more animated than usual.

[Iuchi Prashant]

Still at the rear, Prash looked back when he noticed the Moto staring at someone, but couldn't really make out who it was.

Well... nothing to worry about, I guess?

On the way back, he listens to Ichiro and Nesrin talking attentively, also in a cheery mood. "Oh... I've never been there either. I'd really love seeing all the different people there! But at the same time, big markets make me a bit uneasy at times... I don't really know what it is, but sometimes some people seem to care so much more about koku than anything else. It feels a bit weird!"

[Utaku Nesrin]

"I'd really like to visit, now that I can understand what I see. I'm told I was barely walking when my family was there years back. I wonder if there's a way here to find sensei that would teach some of the languages?"

The moon seems almost friendly, the way it lights the dim streets for them at this hour. "We should definitely try to see the market here then, even if it's nowhere near as interesting." She glances at Prashant. "I mean, they're heimin. Koku are all they have to feed themselves with, so it gets more important, I guess. We've got lords making sure we're fed and keeping our armor repaired. I guess it probably messes with their spirits though, doesn't it?"

[Moto Ichiro]

"Well of course its all about money its a market Prashat what would you have it be about?" He said with a laugh.

Ichiro gave a smile to Nesrin "When we make it back you'll have to visit sometime. I....I'd love to show you around the markets. But for now yeah these will have to do."

[Utaku Nesrin]

"Well you're way more familiar, so that would be great." She laughs, "Besides, you're the one with the rope, so I'm gonna need to bring you along regardless. Think they have any books in this market about some of those other languages?"

[Moto Ichiro]

Ichiro feigned dismay putting the back of his hand to his forehead "Oh Nesrin-san you only keep me around for my rope." He exclaimed with exaggeration.

[Utaku Nesrin]

She chuckles and faux-punches him in the arm. "I mean, it's not because you smell like horse or something. Obviously it's the rope."