Kitsune Kaper Examination - RPLOG
From Rusted Promises
Participants
Date
24/2/478
Log
The barracks training yard is abuzz with quiet conversation and speculation as soldiers and officers and a few invited freeswords await this so called, Expert that the guard claims will be coming today. Who could it be?
The situation was to tempting to pass upon as Angus joined the little scene, already taking a seat at the back of the barracks as he waits for the lesson to start. His ears flick as he props his elbow up on a knee, resting his chin in his palm as he smiles softly.
A soft rumble, and a lone feline makes her way into the area. Her mask concealing her face like usual, her tail swaying behind her, and her cane hitting the floor with every step, she seems... Relaxed, watching the people currently present with curiosity on her face.
Rokarion briskly moved towards the barracks when he heard of an expert that could help identify kitsunes and their tricks. The youthful plant being thought that this would be quite the boon, if it was actually true, he had his doubts about it. Entering the barracks, Rokarion glanced around waiting to see how this mess of a meeting will get organized, moving forward, and aiming to take a seat in closest to the 'expert' as possible.
Zuri follows in shortly behind Rokarion. The salamander had seen his friend heading this way, and joined the gathering crowd without any real knowledge of what was about to take place. He wiggles his way past the much taller beings to try and reach the front of the gathered group, to get a chance to see what this was about.
After a few minutes of waiting, an sturdy looking, if grizzled fox in the garb of a city guard with a badge marking that he is, or was, a Captain at some point. The fox marches silently through the crowd to the front, where he folds his hands behind his back and looks over the assembled group. "I understand," he barks in a voice obviously used to command, "that you have been having a bit of Kitsune trouble!" He waves a hand perfunctorally at a soldier who fetches a folding camp chair and sets it out. The old fox grunts as he takes a seat. "It seems that there is a dearth of understanding about our multi tailed friends," he continues, "And so here I am. I am Captain Bellamy Foxglove, formerly of the Firmament Home Guard and I suppose I know as much as anyone about Kitsune. Where shall we start?"
Angus flicks his ears, sitting up as he eyes the former soldier of the same rank. "Hm, didn't think I would encounter a Foxglove." This caught his attention more then the briefing on Kitsunes, thinking he may have a conversation with his distant relative after this.
"Well... If one is permitted to simply ask questions... The most obvious one to ask, of course is... How does one see through a Kitsune's disguise and discern their actual identity?" the she-cat rumbles, her tail swaying lightly behind her.
Rokarion notices Zuri and smiles, offering him a seat next to him before focusing back towards the old fox entering the place eyeing him with a shrug. The jasmine flower had his doubts, lots of them actually. This guy might just be somekind of a distraction to ensure that there gets no public panic against kitsunes, sounds like the best way to go about it! "If I may add to those questions, how does one also manage to see through their illusions? I heard they have got a couple of those tricks up their sleeves."
Zuri looks up at guard as he approaches and addresses the group. The salamander didn't recognize this particular fox, but the sight of a Guard Captain's stripes commands instant attention and respect from the former private. He has a burning question of his own, but decides to leave hidden his complete ignorance of what a Kitsune is. He notices Rokarion smiling at him after the first questions are asked, and slinks through the crowd to sit by the Jasmine.
Bellamy nods at the shouted questions, both of them often echoed. "Straight to the point, I see," he says, "I like that." The grizzled fox clears his throat and raises his voice to be heard. "You can't see through a real Kitsune disguise," he says, "Not a shapechanger's disguise. But there are some signs to know you are dealing with a kitsune. First, they can't imitate an actual person any better than a talented disguise artist. Birthmarks, tattoos, scars, details, a kitsune can only imitate what they already know. Second, transforming does not change a kitsune's voice, making it near impossible to pretend to be a well known figure." He thinks a moment before answering the second question. "The Kitsune trick of illusion is rather simpler," he says, "No illusion can withstand the touch test. If you think something might be a kitsune illusion, a simple touch will dispel it."
Angus gives a soft nod, well at least he hasn't gone into speculation at least that's always a plus. As the questions start pouring out he looks around, noticing a few faces that he is familiar with which kind of surprises him, guess kitsunes never come up in public conversations anymore.
A smile, a tailflick, and a soft rumble. "I see," the she-cat rumbles, her ears twitching, and her eyes trained upon Bellamy. Softly purring to herself, she awaits questions from others for a short while, contemplating her own next question.
Rokarion nods, and as is befitting of the young knowledge-hoarder, he takes out a little notebook from his satchel and begins writing down notes, giving Angus a glance before quickly turning away, he still hasn't forgotten the events of Shralesta. "So what other important details would you suggest that we should keep on the lookout for if we suspect a kitsune around?" the flower being asks.
Zuri looks between the active participants as the scene unfolds. Some kind of trickster beings, probably. Using illusions? Bleh.. The salamander look at Rokarion as he raises his question, and turns to captain Bellamy to follow up. "And .. what should be done if we do identify one? How dangerous can they be if exposed and confronted directly?" He resisted the urge to address the fox as Sir.
Bellamy snorts at the continued barrage of questions. "Kitsunes are not generally malicious by nature," he says, "Remember that the sacred families are not just clubs! Beings are drawn to dedicate themselves to a way of life, not to acquire magical powers!" he strokes his chin in thought, "A kitsune's trickery will usually be mostly harmless, even if they are breaking laws, they are not usually fighters." He holds up a hand to forestall some of the shouted outbursts. "There are always exceptions," he allows, "But most of the time, an exposed kitsune will either laugh that the game is up, or try to flee." He looks to Rokarion. "If you suspect that someone near you has been replaced by a kitsune, be sure you know your friends," he says, "Ask about events you would both remember, or refer to events that did not happen, you have to trick the tricksters, after all."
A smile, a tailflick, and a soft rumble. "And what if, say, you believe someone to be a kitsune, but you lack any hard proof? Are there tell-tale ways to find out the truth, if not their identity?" the she-cat finally offers, her ears flicking lightly and her tail swaying behind her.
