He raised his eyebrows in a silent question of your joking right? "So apparently while running from Tokugawa I managed somehow to end up in another world. By accident?" This place might be unlike anyplace that he had ever been before but it wasn't reasonable to assume that he could have made it to another world.
He frowned; it would explain a lot, and they did say that he'd been brought, though why someone would want him... He could think of at least four full-blooded Samurai that where more interesting, all far more personable. Sure he was good at what he did, but at that didn't make him that interesting.
And he had never even heard of Rhomya. Admittedly it wasn't like even someone in his profession could be expected to know them all, still he should have at least heard of them all at some point. Vera could be lying but for some reason he didn't think so. A gut feeling.
He lifted his head glowering down the street, frustration running though his body "And what the hell do you mean by 'post'?"
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He frowned; it would explain a lot, and they did say that he'd been brought, though why someone would want him... He could think of at least four full-blooded Samurai that where more interesting, all far more personable. Sure he was good at what he did, but at that didn't make him that interesting.
And he had never even heard of Rhomya. Admittedly it wasn't like even someone in his profession could be expected to know them all, still he should have at least heard of them all at some point. Vera could be lying but for some reason he didn't think so. A gut feeling.
He lifted his head glowering down the street, frustration running though his body "And what the hell do you mean by 'post'?"