Sad tidings and brave deeds, my friends.
By now, you have certainly
heard the rumours of deaths at Hiruma Castle. It is beseiged by the undead and
under constant assualt from Oni. There may be no escape. Mourn the dead.
There are shadows on the wall,
and strange figures in the southlands. Know that a Crab has no fear of the
demons of that dark realm, but these are something different. Something we have
not seen before...
Deep in the Twilight
Mountains, near the ruins of the Boar Clan Palace, our scouts report strange
markings in the trees and unknown tracks. The moon shines brightly over those
forsaken lands, and the men whisper superstitous nonsense- of ninja and ghosts.
I have removed these men from active duty. Perhaps the strain of constant
fighting along the Wall has broken their minds. Yet, I cannot forget the faces
of the men who have died under my command these last months, and when I hear
their voices calling me from the western mounitains, I can only question my own
sanity. It is as if Jigoku itmself has refused their souls, forcing them to walk
the empire forever, lost to the fortunes.
The dead walk in the
Shadowlands, but these spirits are nothing i have ever seen before.