As the HFL Ichihara moored at Kyoto, the dragons prepared to receive Yoko Mori and Yukiko Hideyoshi, the docking bay buzzed with activity as the liner's cargo was unloaded. Abe stood at attention, flanked by a few trusted warriors. The ship's ramp descended, revealing our guests, their garments unusually glamorous for outsiders—ornate and richly detailed. "Welcome to Kyoto," greeted Abe, bowing respectfully. "Your ships are in the equipment room, ready to be worked upon. Now, you may follow me."
The guests were guided through the dimly lit, wide corridors of the base, the air felt thick with anticipation and anxiety. The halls, adorned with relics and banners, echoing with history. At the end of it all, they finally arrived at the meeting chamber, the grand door ornate with two intertwined golden dragons. "My sensei is expecting you, please step inside." said Abe, gesturing towards the doors that begin to slide open.
The room was warm and welcoming, designed in a traditional style and lit by lanterns, casting shadows that moved harmoniously on the walls. Sasaki Mamoru rose from the floor where he was meditating, offering a formal nod as the guests approached. “Yoko Mori, Yukiko Hideyoshi, I am honored to receive you, come now, sit." At the same time Abe took a sit near his sensei while gesturing his retinue to leave. “I find it unexpected that some solitary mercenaries would arrive in such a formidable vessel." Remarked the council member with a suspicious tone. “Before I proceed with my proposal to you, I must inquire: who exactly are you, or whom do you represent?'"
![[Image: nvLh5yk.png]](https://i.imgur.com/nvLh5yk.png)