Noble Banquet? A Mass Funeral!

Rain Capital, the central Daimyo Estate. A figure clad in green Layered Armor, with a katana hanging at his waist, stood outside the estate. Though he seemed somewhat short, he radiated a sharp, cutting presence. Clack! Clack! The heavy black estate gates were opened by two attendants. Beyond the entrance, wide enough for five people to enter side by side, lay a grand and spacious luxurious courtyard. "Lord Mifune, please follow me." The attendant respectfully extended a hand and led the man into the estate.