Giant Wall: A wall… That’s giant. 4 feet thick stone makes up this wall. It’s a pretty big wall. It surrounds the compound, just saying. By the way, it’s really tall. It’s like 15 feet tall… Okay maybe it’s not THAT tall but it’s taller than your mom, that’s dead…. Lotta rock…. Lotta rock.
Watch Tower: It’s on the wall… You know, the giant wall? You just read about it? Ah! You have a brain! Anyway, it’s on the wall next to the gate. You just sit up there and stare at the people that want to come in. Just to, you know, make sure nobody is trying to smuggle in explosive babies.
Gate: Opens and Closes. To let people in… I hope you know what this is.
Beyond Boundary:
Waterfalls: Well. I’m not explaining this. No bodies allowed.
River: Not explaining this either. No bodies allowed here either.
Lake: Or this. Leave the bodies out of here too.
Cemetery: I was told to be serious here. So, dead people are buried here. You can come and cry and tell them you miss them and then get back to your regular lives until you feel guilty about being alive again. Then the cycle repeats. Pets are buried here too. Like fish. Yes, that creepy fish you kept sneaking food despite the fact you felt as if it could read your mind and then you had dreams that it was watching you… At any rate, this a serious place. No goofing around unless your mother was a clown. What? Oh, right. Serious place. SERIOUS PLACE. Dead bodies are , however allowed here. ; )
The Spirit Fox clan started out when a samurai named Toshi Himura, a retainer to the esteemed Yoshimitsu clan, fell into disgrace. Under the samurai code, he was to commit seppuku, but Himura possessed a higher sense of self-preservation than many samurai of his time. Rather than do the ‘honorable’ thing and end his life, he fled the clan’s grounds and went into hiding, living his life disguised as a peasant. This was not very easy, as the poor man’s life was fraught with constant hardship, having to steal for food, beg for clothes, and being assaulted by petty criminals. Although skilled enough to defend himself without a sword, he had to be careful. The Yoshimitsu clan was on the hunt for him, as they would not tolerate having a disgrace on their name. Exposing the clan’s fighting style in any way would be a dead giveaway.
Things finally came to a head after one and a half years when Himura was set upon by archers working for the Yoshimitsu clan. Although the clan believed him to be dead, he was able to survive and ended up floating down a river. He was rescued by a middle class family in a small farming village who cared for him in his wounded state, and although he was grateful to them, he was at a loss for what to do with his life. He would get an answer.
One night during a particularly bad series of cramps, Himura had a vision. In his vision, he had a revelation in which a kitsune spirit with nine tails came to him and told him that his old life was over, that he must start a new life, and not only that, but start his own clan. His days of being a samurai were over. If he were to live in the shadows, then he was to use them to his advantage. The kitsune in his vision demonstrated this by leaping into a pool of murky darkness and pouncing on him from behind. As the vision faded, Himura realized what he had to do.
Once he had recovered, Himura began travelling Japan, seeking out peasants in need of work or disgraced samurai who would not submit to ritual seppuku and told them that there was a way that they could live as freelance men. Together, they would continue to earn profit and carry out the work of others, but they would not be bound by strict codes. Instead, they would follow their own paths. Thus, the seeds of the yokai clan, named in honor of the kitsune that visited Himura in his dream, were sewn, and as the years passed, they became the assassins they are now…
