[Locked] Welcome to Osaka. Enjoy the jail cell.

What is with that whole city pass thing, why even bother? The citizens and whatnot trying to bring business into the walls it is extra hassle, for the guards who already have 15 things to do in the day it is another thing on their list. Until their asses are on the line, procedure and protocol take precedent to reason or rationality in most of these metropolitan locales. If what they are goin' for is the sense that no one inside the walls can be bothered with anyone else then chock up another success for management.

Toe and the others had been summarily stripped of belongings before being walked to their holding cells. At least some of the other citizens of Osaka were more lively. In their great wisdom, knowing that we had been a little short on rations that whole trip, they had taken it upon themselves to personally deliver food to us who were suspected enemies of the king. Toe took most of this high velocity altruism in stride and also to the face at other times.


Hey, we wanted to get here and we got here... Mission accomplished. He thought as they had been corralled. He took to a corner and took a seat with back to bars rather than staying hunched over so he could stand.
He scratched at his chin and felt how much his facial hair had grown in. He had given little thought to how he looked up until now. The current fashions he sported were nothing less than a work spanning the entire week: a generous splattering of sewage, blood, saliva and other monster gook. Give it a little bit of wear and tear from the travels, clawing, biting, goring, et cetera. Baste it in sweat and cake it with dirty, then give it a little bit of char from alchemist's fire for seasoning. The Smell will let you know when it is a complete work. Thought the locals of Osaka thought it was lacking in color, being the mottled brown it was, and chose to add their own with yesterday's leftovers.

Yeah, some people died (?) as far as he knew. Some of them because they were eager to throw their lives away in-spite of warning and others because their luck just ran out. Also lost a horse. It didn't taste like a horse much so it was safe to assume anything that got body-snatched was just swallowed and gone. What it was is the thing then tried to look like what it swallowed. What-zer-name, started with an S- he thought but her name didn't really matter any more. She knew she wasn't going to be remotely useful foraging but insisted she go anyway and managed to help get a couple of others killed. Some people have the dubious distinction of being grown up but still being like children. They can hardly do anything for their own selves, much less for others when pressed and have a habit of getting in the way of people who are trying to do business at worst.

Even an idiot kid knows when to beat it. That one that we drug into the sewers and slowed us down in Izmir talked a big game about being a warrior and so on but when things turned sour he was the first one squeezed through that gate and out of there.

The rest of this lot from Izmir, I guess their lives have gotten a little more interesting to say the least. Probably a week ago all that they had to worry about was working their trades, making their wages, buying their groceries (or paying their child support if they were a certain guard). Then it's running for their lives to a stranger's cart, camping out in the woods, eating maybe every other day and running for your lives again from some sort of toothy thing while on their way to a city they've been to maybe once every so often. It could've been worse, they could've been turned away after all that. Instead they landed in a nice cell with their buddies, it was even mostly dry.

It's high time for us to part ways with our passengers. Just a matter of when these other two want to try for it, if they want to at all. They were looking kind of beat at the gates.

"Considering that what you people call 'doctors' are glorified meat seamstresses with a penchant for maybe getting a case right, without use of magic that can cause permanent injury... I took it upon myself to do so." Snide alright, but firmly within his rights in his mind!~ "Well, not for nothing; I do have to keep my skill sharp after all." Brushing off the 'nothin' personelle kid' reaction this fellow seemed to be having to this. He of course just seemed very affronted that someone was obviously questioning his ability!

"But, all offense intended but not truly meant; who the devil are you?" A pertinent question!

"hmm I am Soai a Main Guards men, Ive been ordered to question you all of what had happened in Izmir." Soai then takes his hand off the cage and waits for this response.

Putting his hands together, he then smiles and begins to say "So tell me about you alls occupation, what were you doing before coming to Osaka?" Soai began to pace back and forth as the questions continued "Who do you all work for, you seem to be able to hold your own but dont have government papers, if you dont work for Oliver what organisation do you side with and why were you transporting all these people?"

What a bunch of jo-kahs, Toe though while playing another round of Flumph. Maybe they just learned how to play a week ago. I really don't want to teach anyone rules, but at this point it is hardly a game.
It wasn't too hard for Toe to make a token effort at play while also picking up on other conversation and getting a word or two in; after all, the 'game' at present wasn't especially engaging for him at present.

"The other folk in here might say whatever to feel better about themselves, but as far as I can tell we are all in the same boat. As of recently being deprived of business and tools of trades, it would seem that the lot of us could squarely be pegged as unemployed. Unless playin cards accounts for a profession now-adays. As for what we were doin' in Izmir before we got here... we were leaving, cheeky would attest to the consistency of this answer when asked about an hour or so prior."

The inquiry about organizations was a little out there as far as Toe could tell. No reason for one to inquire of that to a random group of refugees in particular. Maybe they were blanket questions for all comers, maybe some people got caught, spilled and that's why we are sitting in here. Probably just more guard incompetence though. It was funny too, the question itself implies the state of being organized and that wasn't the case from here all the way back to izmir and probably for leagues before it. No matter all that, a presumptuous question it was.


"Organ-what now? Talk to the pale mumbler there that knows medicine. Anyway, Like I was saying we were leaving and A good number of people were supposedly payin when we got them someplace with some nice, strong walls. I even let them eat up my food for me (which wasn't cheap ya know, getting the extra bits to give that wandermeal some flavor)."