Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-37523810-20190601225408/@comment-37523810-20191103051425

The occasional deer would quickly dart from one side of the road to the other before swiftly disappearing into the forest. The sun was on its setting course, which meant that nightfall would approach in around an hour.

There was an inn a few blocks away from the ministry, which was fortunately quite close to the port where Roran had docked the ship.

Only faintly did Alleria and Bonehart hear a rhythmic sound from their ship across the street. Looking up on the mast sat a sailor with a panflute, playing what oils only be described as a slow and calming song.

"Why didn't the Order try to be diplomatic with Zipangu? The balance between man and Mamono has been maintained for centuries here. It is kept in check by the Great Mother Ryu and the Divine Inari. The deities of this land are mighty beings, and their magic and power keeps the Mamono population at a safe level, along with the demonic energy that enriches the country. Provoking those deities can lead to a corruption of which you describe, and it just so happens that the Orders arrival has disturbed them greatly."