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44,"TEXT_JOBDEFNIN_00015_YOUMEI_060_100","For better or for worse, everything is much as one would expect. Oboro is pursuing his rival, Karasu, with more zeal and dogged persistence than ever...and little in the way of actual success."
45,"TEXT_JOBDEFNIN_00015_YOUMEI_060_101","That said, who would have thought that the Oboro that returned to us from the Hermit's Hovel was actually Karasu in disguise? That crafty crow certainly had me fooled."
46,"TEXT_JOBDEFNIN_00015_YOUMEI_060_102","But looking back now that I know the truth, there was something...off about Oboro's behavior. How can I say it? He seemed strangely...personable? Amiable? Pleasant? Perhaps I should stop there..."
47,"TEXT_JOBDEFNIN_00015_YOUMEI_000_110","Is this some kind of test, <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>? Surely a skilled <Emphasis>jonin</Emphasis> such as yourself could answer that question better than I. Ah, but forgive me─it is not Yomei's place to question, but to answer."
48,"TEXT_JOBDEFNIN_00015_YOUMEI_000_120","My people are the descendants of an ancient clan that traces its origins back to an age of war and strife. My ancestors isolated themselves in a secluded village and devoted themselves to the martial arts, that they might defend themselves and their land from the chaos around them."
49,"TEXT_JOBDEFNIN_00015_YOUMEI_000_121","At first, my ancestors lived solitary lives. In time, however, their martial abilities came to be recognized by mighty warlords, who enlisted their services. So it was that my ancestors came to serve from the shadows, performing assassinations, espionage, and other such disagreeable-yet-indispensable duties."
50,"TEXT_JOBDEFNIN_00015_YOUMEI_000_122","In the early days, my ancestors were known by many names: the shadow, the grass, the silent ones, those who see but are not seen... In time, as our existence became widely known and accepted by the greater populace, the people came to call us by a single name: <Emphasis>shinobi</Emphasis>, the hidden."
51,"TEXT_JOBDEFNIN_00015_YOUMEI_000_123","Our art─the art of ninjutsu─has been honed through the centuries, passed down from master to student, master to student. The shinobi uses ritual hand gestures called <Emphasis>mudra</Emphasis> to channel the energies of the world around him─heaven, earth, and man─and unleash a host of lethal attacks."
52,"TEXT_JOBDEFNIN_00015_YOUMEI_000_124","There are many aspects of our art that we ourselves do not fully understand. For example, when a shinobi loses his concentration and misforms a mudra, it has been known to summon forth a curious rabbit-like creature from dimensions unknown."
53,"TEXT_JOBDEFNIN_00015_YOUMEI_000_125","Ah, I can see it even now─that toothy grin staring at me, mocking me! Oh, that I would never lay eyes on one of those foul creatures again!"
47,"TEXT_JOBDEFNIN_00015_YOUMEI_070_100","When Master Oboro caught word that a great beast had emerged from the tower in Yanxia, he immediately began making preparations to go to his countrymen's aid."
48,"TEXT_JOBDEFNIN_00015_YOUMEI_070_101","Imagine our surprise when we contacted the Eastern alliance only to be told that the menace had already been quelled, and supposedly by my master's own hand."
49,"TEXT_JOBDEFNIN_00015_YOUMEI_070_102","It would appear that Karasu is up to his old tricks, disguising himself as my master and performing feats of derring-do in his name. The fact that witnesses to the battle said that the hero was laughing all the while would seem to corroborate this."
50,"TEXT_JOBDEFNIN_00015_YOUMEI_070_103","I was certain Master Oboro would choose to reveal the truth, but he steadfastly refused to blow Karasu's cover, so that he might continue to monitor him from afar. Taking credit for the deed was surely no more than an unintended side effect."
51,"TEXT_JOBDEFNIN_00015_YOUMEI_000_110","Is this some kind of test, <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>? Surely a skilled <Emphasis>jonin</Emphasis> such as yourself could answer that question better than I. Ah, but forgive me─it is not Yomei's place to question, but to answer."
52,"TEXT_JOBDEFNIN_00015_YOUMEI_000_120","My people are the descendants of an ancient clan that traces its origins back to an age of war and strife. My ancestors isolated themselves in a secluded village and devoted themselves to the martial arts, that they might defend themselves and their land from the chaos around them."
53,"TEXT_JOBDEFNIN_00015_YOUMEI_000_121","At first, my ancestors lived solitary lives. In time, however, their martial abilities came to be recognized by mighty warlords, who enlisted their services. So it was that my ancestors came to serve from the shadows, performing assassinations, espionage, and other such disagreeable-yet-indispensable duties."
54,"TEXT_JOBDEFNIN_00015_YOUMEI_000_122","In the early days, my ancestors were known by many names: the shadow, the grass, the silent ones, those who see but are not seen... In time, as our existence became widely known and accepted by the greater populace, the people came to call us by a single name: <Emphasis>shinobi</Emphasis>, the hidden."
55,"TEXT_JOBDEFNIN_00015_YOUMEI_000_123","Our art─the art of ninjutsu─has been honed through the centuries, passed down from master to student, master to student. The shinobi uses ritual hand gestures called <Emphasis>mudra</Emphasis> to channel the energies of the world around him─heaven, earth, and man─and unleash a host of lethal attacks."
56,"TEXT_JOBDEFNIN_00015_YOUMEI_000_124","There are many aspects of our art that we ourselves do not fully understand. For example, when a shinobi loses his concentration and misforms a mudra, it has been known to summon forth a curious rabbit-like creature from dimensions unknown."
57,"TEXT_JOBDEFNIN_00015_YOUMEI_000_125","Ah, I can see it even now─that toothy grin staring at me, mocking me! Oh, that I would never lay eyes on one of those foul creatures again!"
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48 44 TEXT_JOBDEFNIN_00015_YOUMEI_060_100 For better or for worse, everything is much as one would expect. Oboro is pursuing his rival, Karasu, with more zeal and dogged persistence than ever...and little in the way of actual success.
49 45 TEXT_JOBDEFNIN_00015_YOUMEI_060_101 That said, who would have thought that the Oboro that returned to us from the Hermit's Hovel was actually Karasu in disguise? That crafty crow certainly had me fooled.
50 46 TEXT_JOBDEFNIN_00015_YOUMEI_060_102 But looking back now that I know the truth, there was something...off about Oboro's behavior. How can I say it? He seemed strangely...personable? Amiable? Pleasant? Perhaps I should stop there...
51 47 TEXT_JOBDEFNIN_00015_YOUMEI_000_110 TEXT_JOBDEFNIN_00015_YOUMEI_070_100 Is this some kind of test, <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>? Surely a skilled <Emphasis>jonin</Emphasis> such as yourself could answer that question better than I. Ah, but forgive me─it is not Yomei's place to question, but to answer. When Master Oboro caught word that a great beast had emerged from the tower in Yanxia, he immediately began making preparations to go to his countrymen's aid.
52 48 TEXT_JOBDEFNIN_00015_YOUMEI_000_120 TEXT_JOBDEFNIN_00015_YOUMEI_070_101 My people are the descendants of an ancient clan that traces its origins back to an age of war and strife. My ancestors isolated themselves in a secluded village and devoted themselves to the martial arts, that they might defend themselves and their land from the chaos around them. Imagine our surprise when we contacted the Eastern alliance only to be told that the menace had already been quelled, and supposedly by my master's own hand.
53 49 TEXT_JOBDEFNIN_00015_YOUMEI_000_121 TEXT_JOBDEFNIN_00015_YOUMEI_070_102 At first, my ancestors lived solitary lives. In time, however, their martial abilities came to be recognized by mighty warlords, who enlisted their services. So it was that my ancestors came to serve from the shadows, performing assassinations, espionage, and other such disagreeable-yet-indispensable duties. It would appear that Karasu is up to his old tricks, disguising himself as my master and performing feats of derring-do in his name. The fact that witnesses to the battle said that the hero was laughing all the while would seem to corroborate this.
54 50 TEXT_JOBDEFNIN_00015_YOUMEI_000_122 TEXT_JOBDEFNIN_00015_YOUMEI_070_103 In the early days, my ancestors were known by many names: the shadow, the grass, the silent ones, those who see but are not seen... In time, as our existence became widely known and accepted by the greater populace, the people came to call us by a single name: <Emphasis>shinobi</Emphasis>, the hidden. I was certain Master Oboro would choose to reveal the truth, but he steadfastly refused to blow Karasu's cover, so that he might continue to monitor him from afar. Taking credit for the deed was surely no more than an unintended side effect.
55 51 TEXT_JOBDEFNIN_00015_YOUMEI_000_123 TEXT_JOBDEFNIN_00015_YOUMEI_000_110 Our art─the art of ninjutsu─has been honed through the centuries, passed down from master to student, master to student. The shinobi uses ritual hand gestures called <Emphasis>mudra</Emphasis> to channel the energies of the world around him─heaven, earth, and man─and unleash a host of lethal attacks. Is this some kind of test, <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>? Surely a skilled <Emphasis>jonin</Emphasis> such as yourself could answer that question better than I. Ah, but forgive me─it is not Yomei's place to question, but to answer.
56 52 TEXT_JOBDEFNIN_00015_YOUMEI_000_124 TEXT_JOBDEFNIN_00015_YOUMEI_000_120 There are many aspects of our art that we ourselves do not fully understand. For example, when a shinobi loses his concentration and misforms a mudra, it has been known to summon forth a curious rabbit-like creature from dimensions unknown. My people are the descendants of an ancient clan that traces its origins back to an age of war and strife. My ancestors isolated themselves in a secluded village and devoted themselves to the martial arts, that they might defend themselves and their land from the chaos around them.
57 53 TEXT_JOBDEFNIN_00015_YOUMEI_000_125 TEXT_JOBDEFNIN_00015_YOUMEI_000_121 Ah, I can see it even now─that toothy grin staring at me, mocking me! Oh, that I would never lay eyes on one of those foul creatures again! At first, my ancestors lived solitary lives. In time, however, their martial abilities came to be recognized by mighty warlords, who enlisted their services. So it was that my ancestors came to serve from the shadows, performing assassinations, espionage, and other such disagreeable-yet-indispensable duties.
58 54 TEXT_JOBDEFNIN_00015_YOUMEI_000_122 In the early days, my ancestors were known by many names: the shadow, the grass, the silent ones, those who see but are not seen... In time, as our existence became widely known and accepted by the greater populace, the people came to call us by a single name: <Emphasis>shinobi</Emphasis>, the hidden.
59 55 TEXT_JOBDEFNIN_00015_YOUMEI_000_123 Our art─the art of ninjutsu─has been honed through the centuries, passed down from master to student, master to student. The shinobi uses ritual hand gestures called <Emphasis>mudra</Emphasis> to channel the energies of the world around him─heaven, earth, and man─and unleash a host of lethal attacks.
60 56 TEXT_JOBDEFNIN_00015_YOUMEI_000_124 There are many aspects of our art that we ourselves do not fully understand. For example, when a shinobi loses his concentration and misforms a mudra, it has been known to summon forth a curious rabbit-like creature from dimensions unknown.
61 57 TEXT_JOBDEFNIN_00015_YOUMEI_000_125 Ah, I can see it even now─that toothy grin staring at me, mocking me! Oh, that I would never lay eyes on one of those foul creatures again!