Board Thread:Kōgakure General RP/@comment-28929139-20170502022905

Here's a secret folks, Mahjong was the game of the rich and bored that apparently got you places if you could win. Or maybe it wasn't, but that's how Tak saw it. At least three afternoons a week, her mother, aunt and sisters would invite women over to play, or they would go to somebody else's to do it. It was on this Friday afternoon when Tak was making her daily trek to the house for food that she got a bit of a cockamamie idea.

The women had already left the house, her brother and father had been gone since early morning and as Tak had suspected, old uncle Samo was the only one home, no doubt working on his bonsai trees. After polishing off the last of the beef pot, Tak noticed someone had pulled out a very dusty old mahjong set. It was in dire need of a cleaning, most of the markings had faded off and the board-box itself had dry-rotted into brittle unsightliness. What made this set unique though was that the tiles were made of solid silver. This had been a gift from her maternal grandmother and for years it was used....until her sister got married and was gifted a set plated in gold. Once upon a time, this set was always splayed open and in use, but it was clear that with being so flippantly left behind it wasn't being used again....so Tak would.

She spent the rest of the evening at her camp in the woods to properly set up and heat the old forging pit to modify the tiles. They weren't magnetic and just a little too soft for using in battle, so Tak dug around for some iron to solder onto the tiles. Between looking through the late Hakkai Sagara's collection of notes and decrepit forging manuals and painstakingly trying to use her bloodline gift to cut and grind pieces, it took her all night to make...four pieces. Four raggedy pieces.

But that didn't stop Tak from rising early and going to the training field with her box of goodies to practice. At the cock's crow, nobody was around...yet, and she wanted to utilize the vast space to practice. So with all her battle wire wrapped around her arm, she was throwing the little pieces around and trying to summon them back from a very short distance [12 inches from the ground] by way of self-imposed magnetism. So far, of the four pieces, only one of them actually clung to her electro-chakra coated hand.  