Stygian Lurker
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If we give him the slip and run in circles across the whole encampment - pretty much everyone wil hear us.How would you know who will be around to pick up your cries of help? You have no way of knowing that. As for exits, there's a small wooden window.
Also, the concept of saving face is very important. Our character understands that fully.
It's not broad daylight. Changes stuff a lot.As I said, if he could off a kid in broad daylight, he might as well not have bothered with poisons.
We would be risking more by accepting his forest escort.
Semantics. It is still a place full of people, with paper for walls. We are not going to disappear silently without a trace here.It's not broad daylight. Changes stuff a lot.
I think he already considers Jing to be insignificant, in no small part tanks to Jing's experiences in nobility in the Palace and dealing with clients in this past year. Tigerbro played his servility off rather wellKashmir is right, I can't see him taking Tigerbro seriously, Tigerbro to him might look like a somewhat strong herbalist (probably hunts in his spare time or something) not a dangerous martial artist. We know he's a swordman but he doesn't know shit about us.
Notice how we played the perfect idiot, I'm sure Rong considers us a non--threat (which we may well be ).“This is Rong Zhiyu. May I come in, apprentices?”
You know he will come in whether you allow it or not. “Please do, Young Master Rong,” you call out.
Rong Zhiyu walks in, grinning thinly. Falsely. In his left hand he is carrying a sword, in the other, a book. Another sword is tucked in at his waist. You tense up, shifting your body instinctively so that Cao’er is behind you. Even so, you force your face into a smile. It is probably more natural than his on account of your constant practice.
“I’m just here to tell you the good news. Father is fully recovered now, and won’t be needing your assistance tomorrow.”
There is no need to even think about it - he is lying. Cao’er will not be wrong about the amount of treatment required.
“I am unsure what reward you would want - Mother said that you did not demand the Killing Physician’s fee, and I am grateful for that. Unfortunately, as you know we are not a very rich school. I thought of giving these to you,” says Rong Zhiyu, as he tosses the sword and book at you.
“That sword has been passed down through the ages in the Rong family, and the book instructs you in the Songfeng Swordplay. These are our prized heirlooms.”
You look at the sword, drawing it partially from the scabbard. The design is old - perhaps more than a hundred years old - and when you wield it there is something off about its balance, though you cannot tell what exactly. You have had experience with swords in the palace, and this sword just feels wrong in your hand. Perhaps it is just badly made.
Then, you look at the book. There is only one page within - the first step of the Songfeng Swordplay.
“The rest of the steps are school secrets - if you want them, you will have to join and pay a fee,” smiles the young master. The 'gifts' are clearly meant as insults. You can feel Cao’er grabbing your sleeve.
“These are marvellous treasures, Young Master Rong. Are you sure we can have them?” you say, chuckling with feigned pleasure.
“Of course. They are really more than you deserve, but I would say it is fitting payment for curing my dear father.”
“Thank you, Young Master Rong,” you bow politely. “That must not be the only reason you are here, right?”
His eyes narrow. “Since your business here is done, perhaps you can be on your way, apprentices.”
“I would, but the road is dark at night, Young Master. Where would you have us go? We have walked a long way today,” you reply.
“I have arranged for an inn’s room at Tuzhonglin, just ten minutes away. I will have four of our school’s disciples escort you there,” he says, staring at you. It looks like his mind is set and he will not be swayed. You are not wanted here.
You are also not new to the jianghu any more. Grinning at Rong Zhiyu, you know that there is a chance that those disciples will attempt to cut you and Cao’er down in the dark, once you’re safely away from the school. Of course, in the woods you could always try to lose them, but if you walk away now, you are certain that Master Rong will die. You would be betraying Madam Rong’s trust, and your master’s own reputation.
On the other hand… Cao’er’s grip on your sleeve tightens, as she is starting to get nervous at the situation.
I am not exactly sure who needs to be saving face here. We are not going to lose face if we do not fight several armed men, each one stronger and more experienced than us.
I am not exactly sure who needs to be saving face here. We are not going to lose face if we do not fight several armed men, each one stronger and more experienced than us.
Not in context of the current confrontation, but the whole situation. Which would really help in making a more accurate appraisal of the reasoning behind the son's actions.
You make a courteous bow and introduce yourself and Cao’er. “We are apprentices of the Master Physician Yao Shunshi. I believe we are expected?”
The two look at each other, whispering.
“No, we didn’t-” begins one of the disciples, before a woman’s voice is heard from the courtyard, its owner approaching the gate swiftly. “Are the physician’s apprentices there?”
“Perhaps a week, then. Father fell off a horse and has never been the same since,” replies the young man absent-mindedly, his brow creasing.
As you walked, you had asked around Tuzhonglin about the school that you are heading to, finding out a bit of its background. Rong Muben is the master and founder of the school. He had once been a senior disciple on Huashan, reputed for his light swordsmanship. After creating a reputation for himself, he had married and settled down in the forest near Tuzhonglin twenty years ago. There, he had built his Songfeng Sword School. The school is relatively reputable but not large - there are at most thirty or forty students. Apparently Rong Muben has combined his honour with an utter lack of ambition, lacking the will to expand his school. He has not challenged any other schools in ten years, preferring to spend his time cultivating himself in meditation. Times have been hard recently, and the son has just returned a few months ago from a year’s stay at Huashan Sect, where his father had trained.
Rong Jr. , as obvious as the conclusion is, is an arrogant brat with an ambitious streak. It's entirely plausible he would be the type of prick to poison his own father and do it quietly, so as to save the face of his, or soon-to-be his, orthodox school.
Not saying she did, she may just be in a "son vs. husband" position. On the one hand, Junior is an ambitious douche; on the other, he's still her "baby boy." Everything points to her being a completely selfless, emotional housemaker (she was apparently even ready to give her life for her husband's). The stereotypical Good Wife, if you will. I don't think we can count on her support if Junior assaults us, her primary concern seems to be preserving her family's integrity (My boy would never do such a thing!), which explains the secrecy.I think to assume Madam Rong had a hand in the poison is not really substantiated by what we know, I just don't think we can assume that if we kick up a fuss with C she will be on our side. The worst thing would be if it resulted in us being denied the chance to save him, since once he dies the question of our innocence will be decided for good. I really think E is the smarter thing here, I think Cao'er isn't stupid enough to say HELL NO then and there.
Though her coming to check up on us so many times is kind of fishy...
Hmmm.
The grateful Madam Rong escorts you personally to your room. Cao’er had refused to sleep in a separate one, and with the clucking of a disapproving mother hen Madam Rong had grudgingly allowed it. Very grudgingly, as she continues knocking on the door every ten minutes to find out if you need anything. You spot her shadow hovering through the paper walls, listening in. It seems that she’s guarding Cao’er’s chastity as fervently as she would her own daughter’s.
Nothing fishy with Madam Rong checking up on them many times. Back in the days, it's a taboo to have an unmarried maiden alone with an unmarried man.
Nothing fishy with Madam Rong checking up on them many times. Back in the days, it's a taboo to have an unmarried maiden alone with an unmarried man.
I know. I was just going tinfoil hat on all the ways that anything could be a trap or not be what it seems.
Still, if we put our foot down and say "We're the doctors here, and he's not healthy until we say so," what's he gonna do about it? If he took all these precautions to cover his ass, would he risk killing the apprentices of the world's most skilled physician just like that, in his own home? Then again, I doubt he committed to going Full Dio to just up and quit like that and Yao is a recluse with a killer's rep, so whom will the authorities believe?
treave, are we sure there isn't anyone listening in right now? I'd sure hate to be busted like that.
Between B, C and E I'm starting to like B more and more, while C is getting increasingly dubious.
Edit: in fact, let me flop to B>E.
treave, are we sure there isn't anyone listening in right now? I'd sure hate to be busted like that.
Tigranes said:it could even be the Madam herself, who decided upon seeing us that actually, it would be even better to have us framed.
I did. And, well, I discarded the idea - it is highly implausible. The reputation of the Killing Physician is too well-known for her to make such a gambit. She could not have planned for your mercy - for all she knew, you would heal the head of the school, and you would take her life. There is nothing she stands to gain by involving herself in the nefarious plot and then letting you in.Kashmir Slippers said:I didn't think about the wife being in on it. That is an interesting idea.
If this is what you meant by 'saving face', then this is another reason he can't afford to gut us in the open - if the future master attempts such a feat, the school of honorable swordsmen is done for.treave said:It is not a matter of not being strong enough to kill his father, it is a matter of not wanting to be known as a killer of his own father.Baltika9 said:Rong Jr. , as obvious as the conclusion is, is an arrogant brat with an ambitious streak. It's entirely plausible he would be the type of prick to poison his own father and do it quietly, so as to save the face of his, or soon-to-be his, orthodox school.