by Daidoji Fuichi » Sat Sep 03, 2011 3:25 am
Fuichi remained studiously silent through the course of this interesting bout of supposition. His head was killing him again; he'd have to make more of that vile tea. Still, to work with the wood that held this great machine, their Empire in microcosm, together...truly, that would be the finest of gifts. He had only ever worked with ships in drydock, so his experience of emergency patches was nil, but give him a saw, hammer, nails, and a block of time, and no ship could go long unfixed.
Daidoji Fuichi. Honor: Exceptional, Status: 1, Glory: 3.3 Shugenja*Artisan*Gentle Dove*Born Sailor*Blessed of the Fortune of Accessories
Carries/wears: Scroll Satchel, wakizashi, Flouncy kimono (on land)/Imperial Uniform(on water), Golden Bracelet of Saraswati, Pearl Netsuke of Suitengu, carving knife, bit of wood.