[Visitor Network - Voice]

[wavesoakedlegs]

[Nothing about this situation could be considered normal, of course, but for a 16th century samurai? Some of the most basic technology in the city is a strange and unfamiliar hurdle to overcome, so the high-tech communication devices Mitsuhide was given have proven to be a big challenge for him. That, along with rest and healing, is why it's taken him quite some time to make his first post on the network.]

[Mitsuhide sounds tired and, perhaps, a little lost. That's not really down to the technological barriers, however.]

I am a newcomer here; my name is Akechi Mitsuhide, and to the power that healed Lord Motochika's mortal wound? You have my dearest thanks. I gladly dedicate myself to protecting this place in return for that blessing.

To Kobayakawa Takakage, son of Mouri Motonari, I also offer thanks. Perhaps you have not awoken yet, but I pray that you have.

[There is long pause before Mitsuhide sighs, deep and and troubled.]

Forgive me if I do not do this right. The technology of this place is of a kind I have never seen before, and it is taking a while to get used to it. Even your cooking implements are very strange to me; I fear it will be quite some time before I am truly useful in the battles you face here.

Comments

[stringent]

Perhaps finding some sort of assistant, a child, preferrably, would help you? I understand that children are perhaps the most technologically inclined out of all of us, particularly in this world.

[wavesoakedlegs]

The younger generations do tend to adapt better to change.

[The thought of children being dragged into this place, though, with its demons and threats... perhaps some were removed from worse circumstances, but surely the majority were taken from perfectly safe lives?]

[Mitsuhide would hope so.]

Perhaps I shall try doing so then, my Lady.