Whitefish River Humble, but Confident

Yuudai was back. He felt centered, and calm. He felt like himself once again. With a small smile he came as close as he dared to the pack scent of Kaistleoki before he raised his head and called for @Ira. They had only met in passing, despite his children having been born in her territory. But he knew her to be a loyal friend to Reiko, and that was something he needed now more than ever. He wondered if they knew of the political situation in the Empire at the moment. And he was slowly beginning to doubt they would believe him. He still had no idea that Hiromi and Reiko knew that he was still alive. He hoped that Vespera and Collision were able to set the tables in motion for Takeshi's final demise.

The samurai waited patiently for the arrival of the one she had called, or a passing patroller. He wasn't in a rush, but there was final thing he had to do while he was here. A final test for himself, to know that he had rediscovered his ancestry and his heritage. He had heard of the warrior @Hieronymous from Vespera. He wished to test himself against the man, and stay for a couple days if they would allow. Then again he was prepared to leave if they did not wish to get involved in the internal conflict of the Vale.