by Daidoji Fuichi » Tue Sep 20, 2011 12:50 pm
Fuichi sighed as the gunso wrapped his massive arm around his shoulders. Then, ever so slightly, he leaned into the embrace. His fuzzy brain tried to think of a toast, but all the ones he thought of were Daidoji-grim. Which is to say Hida-grim, but more poetic.
Finally, he gave up and just downed another.
"Screw it," he said.
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.