Board Thread:Important Logs/@comment-25687356-20170505205440/@comment-28929139-20170506031731

Before Keldran could even finish his sentence about her marrying in, Tak pulled back the sleeves to her furisode to reveal that she had been wearing every single piece of Sagara family heirlooms that she owned. This included a pair of last century style forged bracers capping both her forearms, a blade set that had been sitting in her right sleeve consisting of a tanto, wakizashi, and katana, a locket with the family crest on a chain around her left wrist, and a matching ring on her left index finger. It was clear that Tak had suspected this might happen, and nervous as she was to do it in front of all these people, what better display of faith than TO do it in front of all these people to bare witness.

"I renounce my name and affiliations to the Sagara clan, and from here on out I pledge my allegiance to the Fuma clan."

Tak looked calm as day, but inwardly, her angry heart was pounding. One by one, Tak removed the bracers, ripped the chain from her wrist and slid those and the blades across the table toward the middle and upward where the members of her erstwhile family sat openly gaping. She made no notice of them as she pulled the ring from her finger and tossed it to the men, which ended up being caught by her brother. In the corner of her eye, she could see her father burning a crucifix into the side of her face with his glare, but her eyes remained forward on the leader of possibly her own new clan. Her breath was caught in her stomach and her heart felt like it would explode from the tension she could feel...