Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-37523810-20190119004631/@comment-37523810-20190201033405

“People died, Kuroda! Dozens of families starved! We had to go to Karujo City and import food, to the point where we accumulated so much debt that our very way of life had to be altered.” The manager tried to calm down so as to not disturb his customers. “You gave us soil that we didn’t even know how to plow. You gave it to us for a sum of money, and left without even giving us instructions on how to care for the soil properly. So what did you expect? We farmed it the way we always did, and it ended up killing off our agriculture. And you strolled away with your gold as you left us to starve.” The priest scrubbed vigorously at the green splotches on Fayard’s skin. “Do you have any physical wounds that need healing?”

“No, it wasn’t your fault. You were just following your master’s orders. But, as long as you understand how special matrimony means in Zipangu, there is nothing to make up for.”

“...I don’t know, child. I’d assume so, since there hasn’t ever been a time where a soul couldn’t be brought back to their body as Undead, but if I don’t have control over a lifespan, I may not have control over raising the deceased.”