Investigation of the Scene (Day 6, Late Afternoon, CLOSED)

[elonweis]

No one stopped there exit, though a soft, high laugh seems to nip at their heels. The skulls and heads in their niches turn to watch them flee through the fog. Eventually, they make it outside and a young woman was waiting. A priestess perhaps? It was hard to tell. Folded over her arm was a white cloth, embroidered with gold.

She quietly places herself in Fuichi's path and lifts a hand to stop him. The woman's dark, liquid eyes held compassion for the man and his burden as she holds the cloth out to him, gesturing gracefully to the burden he carried.

[Daidoji Fuichi]

Fuichi doesn't know what to make of this, but he stops to let it happen, confident that the bushi would end her if she turned into a threat.

[elonweis]

The gaijin priestess unfolds the cloth, releasing the scent of white lotus from its folds. She delicately drapes it over the Crane's burden, careful to neither touch him or the dead woman. Silently, the woman steps back, palm pressing to palm as she bows in that odd way to the group of foreigners and steps aside.

[Daidoji Fuichi]

Fuichi bows his head in thanks, tears once more threatening to well up in his eyes. He looks to the bushi, now entirely unable to make a decision about what he's meant to do with the Defiled remains in his arms.

[Yoritomo Kaito]

Kaito had feared the woman might be dead from the moment he had first tugged on the rope and as the head rolled back to reveal that the crane was dead he closed his eyes for a moment. Muttering a silent prayer for Osano-wo to smash this place to rubble with his thunder if he could not find a way to do so himself.

Turning as the Bayushi's words he lead the others out the scraps of his kimono came with him he would not leave a piece of it here.

[Volsung]

The temple seems to shudder just slightly as the samurai leave it's confines, and for a horrifying moment each feels as though some horrible and foreign presence is directly behind them. A freezing hot breath touching on the back of their necks. But just as quickly, the sensation is gone, as though it was never there.

The mists, meanwhile, seem to pour out of the temple with more energy, slowly beginning to creep into the courtyard, long bony tendrils seeping across the cracked stones.

[Yoritomo Kaito]

Kaito glanced back as the unnatural mist poured forth his eyes narrowing that wasn't a good sign at all. looking towards the crane for a moment he hesitates wondering if they should try to do something about it or if they even could.

[Daidoji Fuichi]

Fuichi looks back, still walking. "The kami won't respond to my prayers within the temple. You might be able to stop the fog if you disturb the runes around the altar, but that could lead to any number of horrible things. I think we would be better served getting to the Captain."

[Mirumoto Tomoe]

"You are right Daidoji-sama. I would have liked to end whoever was responsible for this though..." I say, a little downcast. I can feel colour returning to my face after the rapid exit and no longer being around the gruesome room. The skulls turning was a further unwelcome sight.

[Bayushi Kichirou]

Satisfied that everyone was safely out of the temple Kichirou wiped his blade clean, more out of habit than any real need to, and sheathed it again.

"We should go now. Lingering here offers us no benefit." he says moving to leave the immediate area and lead the way back to the embassy.

/exit?

[Mirumoto Tomoe]

We can alert the local guards later. The captain did not even remain for us to exit. Cowards. I join the Scorpion silently

/ exit