Fantasy Jiyûnoha: The Warriors of Freedom! Rp page

[NeonFlow]

The land of spirits and warriors. People who uphold traditions and honour...

Once a proud nation that lived in prosperity. The downfall of Shimanari can be traced to the civil war between the Northern Alliance and the Southern factions. With a new Shogun came new laws, the most prominent one making it illegal to leave or enter the country under penalty of death. Shimanari was isolated for more than two hundred years...

Change came with the arrival of Famrican ships which decimated the boats sent to attack them. That overwhelming strength frightened the Shogun into surrender. Thus the isolation law was abolished and the borders opened. Unfortunately the Shogun surrendered fully to Famrica becoming a vassal state, while merchants and tourists bring new technology knowledge and exotic goods, Famrica military has set up outposts and taken control of territories and entire islands. Slavery being just one of the cruelty the Ricans introduced into the lands. To put it bluntly the Rican military treat the Nari population as less then human. Animals, property, toys to use as they see fit. Be it belittling the locals to stroke their own ego or acting with violence to fulfil brutal desires. The samurai who used to uphold the law and enforce the shoguns will? Now turn their gaze or simply watch. Shimanari is a shadow of its former glory, the oppression flooding the lands is crushing. Though who would oppose Famrica when the Shogun himself has invited them into the country?

The Jiyûnoha shall, hopefully their numbers grow enough to make a difference. While Gitgud is seen as a bumpkin island far from the capital, the people there are essentially free from the Famrica cruelty. That is solely because of the Jiyûnoha, though a big reason why Gitguds hunters keep getting away with murder is the islands reputation for toxic monsters.

It's relatively peaceful in the villages of Gitgud, the Raggasaur population flourishing on the coasts what with the hunters chasing them away instead of killing them. Their poison being one of the main reasons Famrican soldiers stay away from "orange shroud island" Those that do arrive usually end up "missing." When questions arrive the answer is always along the lines of "Raggasaur mishap" still, the occasional rican ship docks looking for adventure, new places and people to exploit. Enough that the Jiyûnoha have made a small inventory of Famrican equipment...

1. Two sloops. (Small Famrican ships)
2. Thirty-five rifles. (Single shot, needing bullets and powder)
3. One hundred and fifty seven bullets.
4. Seven revolvers. (Five shots, requiring shaped runes)
5. Five barrels of rune powder (red)
6. Nine enchanted swords. (Fire and electric being the majority, one is poison)

Hardly enough to arm a rebellion, but the Famrican lives taken to acquire the loot was certainly enough to fuel the Kariudo of Jiyûnoha. With cunning and strength they can fight back famrica, with numbers and a united force Shimanari could be freed...
The scouts keep watch for ships coming close to Gitgud, if they are Famrican then the hunters agitate the Raggasaur for a toxic cloud of spores to ward them away. Any who dock usually end up fighting themselves in fear or falling victim to the hunters.
Jarzu was a scout who spotted a ship, looked Rican but he wasn't sure if they were merchants or not. They had visible weapons but weren't in a military uniform. Rushing towards Oguchi to let his superiors know, was when he came across Yahno Naza heading the same way.
"Yah!" Yahno spun around as Jarzu skidded to a stop, "Ship coming from the south west. Not flying Rican colours, all red sails and they have canons, should we prepare?" Jarzu caught his breath as Yahno scratched his beard.
"I think Shamaru is expecting traders... have the Kariudo from Ohgu standby just incase, but don't rile up the raggas. I'll head on and let young lord Onoe know... attack if you hear me clap"
Jarzu nodded and turned around to run back to Ohgu village. With a brief stretch and rearranging of his gear Yahno quickened his pace aswell. Like a thunderwolf leaping with the speed of lightning, sparks erupted from Yahno's feet as he bounded through the forest. Forgoing the beaten path to instead rely on his agility and magic to shortcut through dense flora and fauna.
It wasn't long before he stood outside Furataba castle, Fort Furataba is a name that suits better Yahno thought to himself as he often does. The man entered though tried to do so subtly, not wanting the attention or to be slowed down. Those who noticed him or called out received a quick nod of his head to show he acknowledges them but is to busy to stop. He was searching for the Daimyo of the territory, Onoe Shamaru. A young man Yahno respected not for being a Daimyo, but as a founding member of the Jiyûnoha. Equal in that way though Onoe is a leader with a tactical analytic mind, capable of navigating diplomatic endeavours aswell as sound battle strategy. Where as Yahno is more a warrior, suited to hunting and facing impossible odds with naught but steel and magic.
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argotNaut
Onoe and Yahno are the founders of Jiyûnoha
Spoiled Bread lunar_moth Xen6n
your characters joined most likely due to Onoe's influence.

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[lunar_moth]

• Kanbe Ori •

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Ah, beautiful day. Cicadas buzz in the dry morning air. No rain today; the sun shines brightly beyond white clouds. Village children scamper underneath the shopkeeps’ feet, snickering and wailing as they knock produce from stalls and kick up flying clouds of dust. The eldest of the vendors can only chuckle and shake their heads; after all, the sight of healthy, flourishing youth is one that cannot be taken for granted in this day and age.

Kanbe Ori kneels against the outer wall of a small noodle shop building. He has a wooden sword laid across his lap, and it takes him only a few more minutes to finish lashing its pommel and blade back together with a thin leather cord unlaced from his pants.

“Finished,” he says, and hands it back to the group of children crowding over his shoulder. The boy whose toy it is grabs it quickly, and gives an experimental swing. The pieces stay firmly together and he crows in triumph.

“Kanbe-san! Kanbe-san! You’re the best! Thank you!” the boy tells him. He’s already speeding away with the other kids on his tail and so the thank-you is a bit hard to hear. Ori gets the gist of it and gives a one-handed wave to their retreating backs.

He’s a man of few words, though the children seem to like that. His sisters were the same way, once. But that was a long time ago now.

A flowing spark catches his eye instead. A tall man with rugged, dark hair stalks by, clearly on a mission. He doesn’t stop to chat with anybody who seems to recognize him.

Ori is about to call out to the dark man but a sound steals his attention away again. Ships’s bells, ringing not too far away from here— there must be some approaching the shore. That would explain the hurry.

Ori quickly leaps to his feet and follows after Yahno in a way that’s not unlike prowling. Is he going to alert the Daimyo? …Of course, that would make sense. The Daimyo is a formidable commander; Ori can’t help but think highly of him, even if their ideals might sometimes clash.

Though he may disagree with it, Ori always jumps when Onoe tells him to.

He catches up to Yahno’s side with little issue. Castle Furutaba stands before them both.

“Yahno-san,” he greets, then inclines his head in the direction of the castle. “Has something happened for you to alert to the Daimyo? I heard the incoming ships on the wind; perhaps some of us should stand guard on the shore and await their arrival? They can’t be bringing any good business with them.”