Clean-Up Duty [D12, Early Evening]

Mindshred · **Joined:** Sat Dec 07, 2019 7:24 am **Posts:** 1559

As the Steel Chrysanthemum's army leaves Nikesake behind, the city's samurai step up from the gates to vanquish the ashigaru left behind in their wake, claiming whatever small victories they can in the names of those they support.

(Characters can make Influence Rolls in this thread. All Influence Rolls in this thread must be done with a Weapon Skill/Awareness or Jiujutsu/Awareness Skill Roll after slaying one or more ashigaru or wounded samurai. Characters with Soft-Hearted must check for that disadvantage before making their Influence Roll.)

Doji Monkhbaatar · **Joined:** Wed Apr 15, 2020 9:29 am **Posts:** 231

Monkhbaatar heads out on Meushi and takes to the clean up effort, cutting down stragglers from the departing forces. He cuts down a couple of the Steel Chrysanthemum's followers, sending them back to Toshigoku.

Clean-Up Duty, D12 EE, Kenjutsu / Awareness, VP +1k1+3, 1 CR, TN 20: 5d10o10k3+3 25 2 Imperialist Points

Matsu Eika · **Joined:** Tue Apr 21, 2020 3:50 pm **Posts:** 143

Eika drew her katana and signaled her warcats to stay back. She quickly severed the heads of two of the Steel Chrysanthemum stragglers, sending them back to toshigoku. Looking around and seeing no more in range, she shook the blood from her sword and sheathed it in its saya.

22, VP spent, 1raise, 2 influence, Imperialist kenjutsu/awareness

Moto Batzurig · **Joined:** Sun Apr 26, 2020 3:05 am **Posts:** 275

Batzurig cuts down the wounded but apparently his heart it isn’t in it or maybe his actions are just not as authoritative as they could be, either way he got to hit things and he is fine with not being persuasive with his killing as others.

These bastards had it coming either way.

OOC: Haha failed - Kenjutsu + Awareness + Void for Separatists 2 CR TN 25: 10d10ro1o10k3 24

Kakita Masahiko · **Joined:** Sun Apr 19, 2020 5:04 am **Posts:** 272

Exterior scene. Dusk. The shade of twilight time has begun to fall over the encampment, and a group of stragglers are haggling over the scraps left behind by the raging host. Behind them, we see a small hillock separates this area of the camp from easy visual contact with the rest. Things seem peaceful here, in spite of the charge of the Moto elsewhere on the field. Peaceful, that is, until a corpse flies over the hillock and lands among the ashigaru, a massive, seeping wound in its abdomen. Startled, the peasants make to scatter, but are unable to gather up their loot quickly enough to save them from the axe-wielding giant cresting the hillock, nor the squad of Daidoji spearmen following him.

One of the ashigaru, perhaps the ringleader, but who can say, steps forward. He is gripping his spear tightly, white-knuckled, praying that his fellows will be inspired by his courage in the face of these terrible, mighty, and shockingly pretty samurai.

Perhaps they might have been, had he been able to score a telling blow on the giant, but the bamboo spear was turned aside by the superior craftsmanship of the Kakita Master Armorers, and the MegaCrane's ono caught him in the side and threw him like a rag doll for some ten yards.

After that spectacle, his coterie threw down their bamboo spears and were led away for interrogation and execution by higher authorities. The Iron Warriors moved on to the next target, resplendent in their victory.

Imperialist Influence roll, no raises=success, 1 point earned.

Kasuga Seitouna · **Posted:** Fri May 01, 2020 3:28 pm

Seitouna goes out into the field to take care of some of the unpleasant business that needs doing. And as he sends another erstwhile attacker back to the wheel, he hisses "For the Empress and the true heir!"

Some hear, but Seitouna did not pitch his voice to carry far, so he only earns 1 Imperialist influence, because his player was a damned fool who forgot to declare Raises.

Moto Batzurig · **Joined:** Sun Apr 26, 2020 3:05 am **Posts:** 275

No more posturing Batzurig was here to shed blood and ran down the peasants and the wounded and crushed them under hoof or cut them down with his ancestral scimitar! Each kill announced by a shrill ululation of joy and success, sure it was not the most glamorous work, but people needed killing and Batzurig was determined to be Killer of the month.

No quarter given, and they should ask for none. Mercy was given at the edge of a blade.

Daidoji Tetsuko · **Joined:** Mon Apr 06, 2020 1:41 am **Posts:** 391

"It was your duty to fight for your Lord." Chop. "To die for them if necessary." Slice. "You thought to hide." Cut. "It is understandable." Rend. "You are not samurai." Eviscerate. "You are cowards." Bisect. "Except perhaps for you?" Deflect, behead. "The rest though." Stab. "Your duty." Cripple. "Was to stay." Maim. "With your unit." Slash. "And fight for." Pierce, twist. "Your Emperor."

Tetsuko looked around at the devastation and put a few horribly wounded ashigaru out of their misery. To the few remaining she raised her voice so that it carried. "Compassion, in this case a swift death. It is more than you deserve for deserting your Lord, Hantei XVI. Go back to your units, serve him well, and next time we meet I will give you a glorious death on the battlefield."

The survivors ran off. Tetsuko paused to flick the blood from her blade before returning to her patrol. The Moto's charge was rewarded with a raised eyebrow.

Day 12. EE. Clean up duty. Traditionalist. 3 CR. Kenjutsu/Awareness. Void for +1k1. TN30: 7d10ro1o10k4 39

+4 Traditionalist points.

Moto Batzurig · **Joined:** Sun Apr 26, 2020 3:05 am **Posts:** 275

Batzurig raised his scimitar high still crimson and wet, he was pleased with his handiwork and Bashiru was more than happy to race after any fleeing wounded. He nodded to the Crane and then swung his blade to finish off another wounded.

This is what living should be.

Togashi Iko · **Joined:** Wed Apr 01, 2020 3:00 am **Posts:** 408

As Tetsuko butchered the failed ashigaru who lacked even the sense to die in battle in service to their Lord, Iko drew a bead on those who failed to accept the honorable death the Daidoji offered them.

D12 Influence Traditional. VP. 3 CR TN30 kyu/awa. LUCK: 8d10o10k5 30

Her arrows flew true, offering no gratuitous pain. She took no pleasure in this, yet again her arrows finding the way into the backs of fleeing targets, just as they did during the War of Broken Fangs.

Suzume Chihaya · **Joined:** Wed Apr 01, 2020 3:29 pm **Posts:** 850

This was the ugly truth of war which the Ikoma bards glossed over - the sensei of the dojo never warned you about...

Clean up.

Chihaya strode the field, a dun brown figure, armored, face hidden behind her cold iron mempo, save that one baleful amber eye.

She did not give out a battle cry, or sing praises to the empress. Instead she did what was required. Sweeping the camp of the enemy - any who did not surrender fell, one after the other. None of those who remained could put up any meaningful challenge to the veteran - their weapons turned aside by her armor, their life bled away by her steel.

Like a hunting sparrowhawk, she picked them off. One. By. One.

In the end, she returned to the city stained with blood, a silent reaper, finished with the day's harvest. Only when a passing Lion cheered her work, declaring it a great victory for the empress, did she remove her mempo and speak.

"Not for the Empress. For the Empire."

Turning her back on the man, she continued down the field, mempo back in place, work yet to be done.

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4 separatist points - https://orokos.com/roll/803751

Mari · **Joined:** Sun Apr 12, 2020 4:43 am **Posts:** 702

There weren't many words to be shared on the battlefield. Mari, however, was present and showing solidarity and support towards the Sparrow's perspective. Whether or not she felt it deep in her heart, the clean-up of the ashigaru levvies that remained behind solved the immediate problem of the Steel Chrysanthemum. This was beyond any of them individually, and so she brought her blade and more importantly her magic to bear in the support of figuring this mess out properly and right now, the only thing certain was uncertainty.

(PM if you approach.)
(Awareness-Kenjutsu, Void, 1 called raise - 43, Success: 2 points for the Separatists.)

Kasuga Asakuro · **Joined:** Sat Apr 04, 2020 12:13 am **Posts:** 274

Thwap. Thunk. Thwap. Thunk.

The Tortoise marched across the field with the rest of the samurai coming out to take care of what remained of the Steel Chrysanthemum's army, too slow to flee with them or perhaps wrongly expecting that they might surrender before them. As they tried to run away, Asakuro carefully and calmly worked his way through the Eight Steps of the warrior art of Kyujutsu, holding the yumi almost meditative-like in the final step of zanshin as he watched his arrows finding their marks.

"For the Empire." Said without emotion while standing over top of the fallen ashigaru that had just been slain, he reached down to grab the arrow sticking out of its back and carefully wriggled it upward to pull it out. Why let a good arrow go to waste on these stragglers? He flicked it once or twice to get the blood off the tip, inspected it to see that it was still sharp, and then centered himself to clear his mind and begin the journey through the Eight Steps again and again.

Thwap. Thunk. Thwap. Thunk.

D12 influence w/ 3 raises: success, +4 Separatist points!

Moto Baatar · **Joined:** Wed Apr 01, 2020 11:41 pm **Posts:** 304

Moto Baatar grinned savagely as he leaned from the saddle on his tall horse to swat the severed head of an enemy soldier with his sword again, knocking the battered trophy forward a few more horse lengths.

"We call this game polo," Baatar explained to one of the stunned bystanders, before swatting the severed head forward again. The lifting of the siege had left him in a mood that was somehow both elated and vengeful.

When one of Matsu Eika's lions pounced and stole the makeshift and bloody 'ball' out from under him, the young Moto reined in his horse and let out a feral laugh.

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Day 12 early evening, influence for Separatists with 2 raises, AWA/Kenjutsu (Scimitar) +Shinjo tech +Void Point TN25: 8d10ro1o10k4 35 succeeds for 3 points

Moto Batzurig · **Joined:** Sun Apr 26, 2020 3:05 am **Posts:** 275

"Did someone say POLO!?" Batzurig replied loudly and joined in on the fun with violent glee.

Moto Baatar · **Joined:** Wed Apr 01, 2020 11:41 pm **Posts:** 304

"Yesss! Someone to play with at last!" Baatar exclaimed with bloody glee. There was no hope for recovering the severed head from the lion, but on that bloody battlefield it wasn't hard to find another 'ball' to toss towards Batzurig.

Moto Batzurig · **Joined:** Sun Apr 26, 2020 3:05 am **Posts:** 275

Moto Baatar wrote:

"Yesss! Someone to play with at last!" Baatar exclaimed with bloody glee. There was no hope for recovering the severed head from the lion, but on that bloody battlefield it wasn't hard to find another 'ball' to toss towards Batzurig.

Batzurig laughed as he ran down the wounded and then got serious playing Polo with Baatar!

Matsu Eika · **Joined:** Tue Apr 21, 2020 3:50 pm **Posts:** 143

Eika couldn't help but smirk as Seiji and Kaori raced alongside Baatar's horse, hoping for more 'prizes.' "I think they like you, Si Baatar!" She let them run for a bit, pent up warcats were no fun to deal with and they had been stuck inside the walls for a while.

Suzume Chihaya · **Joined:** Wed Apr 01, 2020 3:29 pm **Posts:** 850

As the two Unicorn rushed past, scooping up the head of one of the Ashigaru she had just slain, followed by a Lion, she frowned, though none could see.

That... that was not a custom she could see catching on in the Empire.

Turning, she let a yari slide off her Sode, a peasant attacking her blind spot had only a moment of shock before a two handed swing brought her blade up, catching the throat and sending him tumbling away to the ground.

Walking forward, she finished him off with a single stab to the heart.

No reason to leave him to suffer. Maybe a quick death might ease his passing... give him a chance to return to the wheel, and not that realm of slaughter.

As they volleyed a head past her, she wondered if this strange glee would protect them from that realm... or if it was a product of it.

That was a question for a monk, Chihaya supposed. Another blade swung clumsily into her Haidate, glancing off harmlessly.

With a sigh, she neatly beheaded the old man who had attacked her, wondering if any of them would have the sense to surrender.

Seppun Horonigai · **Joined:** Wed Apr 01, 2020 4:03 pm **Posts:** 1054

Farm from the Moto gruesome display, Horonigai takes her times to make sure she puts down anyone surrounding the spikes with the heads of the group of heroes that went off two days ago to confront the enemy general.

One by one, she slashes through mercilessly, and purges down the offenders without flinching. Her black cap mempo gains a vermillion coloration as blood tears run down her armor-clad face.

Once she sends the souls of the poor straggles back to Emma-O, Horonigai spots the spike with the head of a white haired shugenja, and lowers herself into a seiza. Then, she bows.

"Urrraaa... EEEEiihh!"

In a blink, she's back on her feel with blade pointing forward. The spike is slashed. They can rest.

The Miharu cleans the blood from the katana, and re-sheathes her soul.

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Kenjutsu (Katana)/Awareness + 1k1k VP + 2CR = TN 25: 6d10ro1o10k4 26
3 Separatists Points

Clean-Up Duty [D12, Early Evening]

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