Board Thread:World Map/@comment-25687356-20161030082420/@comment-24714922-20161031005426

Mugen kept up with Hozo quite easily, he was getting a bit tipsy but he could hold it well enough. Mugen watched as Marietta went and retrieved the Black Steel Dagger. Despite being a part of the Fuma clan now he couldn’t really relate to what made the Fuma unique. Mugen knew nothing about weapons, knew nothing about smithing or how to tell its quality. He couldn’t help but wonder if somewhere out in the world there was a clan where Mugen really came from.

The final round of drinks went around and Hozo began talking about beds and rooms, the sound of a proper bed was welcome to Mugen and he nodded “Sleep sounds like a good idea, and thank you for all of this” Mugen followed Hozo and Keldran up to the room and smiled at the site of two bedrolls, it was quaint and much better than they had had for the past few days. “Hozo, this is perfect, you’ve done too much for us really, good night” He wasn’t bothered by the fact that Yahime may wake them early, in fact it reminded him of his own sister way back when.

When they entered the room Keldran immediately stripped down and went to bed, knocking out almost immediately. Mugen also stripped down to his boxers, taking the sash out of his hair and shaking his ‘mane’ out again, giving him that wild look he always had. He peered out the window of the room for a moment, briefly looking back to see if Keldran was asleep. From what he could see there was nothing odd, Paranoid he thought to himself. He sighed and laid down on his bed roll and closed his eyes, after a few moment he quickly drifted off to sleep, his hair actually acting as extra padding for him.