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	==Recollections by Amon==		==Recollections by Amon==
			An emissary from the Fey courts wishes to make an audience with someone from Shianju Keep. Having made initial contact with the emissary, Iago confers with Ci and welcomes him into the Great Hall, where we are all assembled. Haethorwen, ambassador of the Autumnal Court, enters, dressed in regalia that seems as if it's made from leaves and branches in varying stages of decay. It's vibrant, and colorful and seems to almost be a hunting outfit. In appearance he seems elven, but something is off, and he has almost an elemental quality to him. Cassio tries to get a feel for his aura and sees that he's lit up like a Christmas tree, vibrant but not alarming. He only has three fingers and a thumb on each hand, ears that are long even for an elf, and has an unearthly grace beyond even what an elf would have. Iago, a tiefling himself, recognizes a fellow hybrid creature.

			Ci welcomes him in the fey tongue, and they confer. "Fine mortals, humans, and whatever of the others you are, we would like to seek your aid in establishing trade contracts with the Material Realm." When asked who "we" are, he responds, "We, the Autumnal Court, of course." We are currently only six days from the Spring Equinox, the nadir of Autumn's power. He is informed that the Material Realm is not a singular entity that can establish trade agreements unilaterally, however the way Fey Courts act is as one, and he claims this year is the Autumnal Court's turn to dictate that action. We inquire as to what aid they need, and they, of course, inform us that the contest is decided by combat, against the Seelie and Unseelie Courts. Everyone looks for advantages from the different realms, and they're seeking us out in particular because of our exploits.

			One of the things they can offer is aid and succor for Solace in its time of need. The Estral Court, strongest in Spring, is acting as host for the Courts. It'll be 5 days travel south from Shianju to get to the holdings of the Estral Court in the Golden Forest, where the Feywild from where they originate crosses over. We elect to take our two retainers for the keep with us as extra help on the trip, and pack supplies. As the portal network to the Magistery is down and the only portals available from the Keep wouldn't help, we're going to need to ride there. We elect instead to depart on foot.

			We depart the keep, suffering through a five day journey with Cassio. On the way, Ci pumps Haethorwen for information about the structure of the contest. The Estral Court will open the contest, as it is their domain and the Equinox is the peak of their power. One of the major courts, Summer or Winter, will make the first real volley, and the others will respond. We will need to pick the appropriate time to attack, as too early and our small force will be overwhelmed, too late and we'll raise the ire of all three courts for sitting the contest out, and they will all turn on us. It is likely there will be other unaligned fey or contracted mortals aiding each of the courts. He assures us we should be in no real danger, and Iago gets the impression he's being genuine.

			We enter the Golden Forest, and at first the journey through is as expected for a beautiful woodland. As we progress, we start to notice things that are off about the environment, moss on the wrong side etc. and eventually incontrovertibly find ourselves within the Feywild. The area is full of Autumnal Eladrin. The area has the makeshift appearance of nomadic natural homes. The others get outfitted in clothes more befitting the Autumnal Court, while I chill in my scary-looking plate covered in blood red symbols to Taiia, my head encased in a helm with glowing red eyes of doom. We get a makeover from a fancily-dressed minotaur. Iago tries to make friends with tiny fairies. He fails.

			The next day we head to the battlefield, and see a land that seems like a mashup of the four seasons, connected by bridges with a central meeting ground. The spring and autumn sections are significantly smaller than the summer and winter. We hear a synthetic drumming song all around us and the sound of tribal drums playing in the distance. From the trees to our left, a purple glow emits amid the dark, and from the right, green. The mixed crowds of fey begin to stir. From the center of the massed crowd in front of us a single dais begins to rise. Music begins to play from the dais raised by the Estral Court, enthralling all the fey around us. Haethorwen bobs with the music and seems livelier than he's ever been. We all attempt to get into the music. I fail.

			This goes on for roughly 30-45 minutes, then with no preamble, a dais rises on the Seelie side of the court, and music starts there. Distant sounds grow closer, and then percussion breaks on the stage and everyone gets into the music even more. The winter court joins in eventually as well with their own stage. A blast of stinging ice and snow explodes over us. The music continues and the courts begin attacking each other with magic and music, with the larger courts mostly focusing on the Estral Court. Ultimately we find the right time to enter the fray, opening fire on the Unseelie Court. The ferocity of our attack is such that the other courts, sensing weakness, follow suit, and together we demolish the Unseelie's musicians. Since I can neither dance nor play music, I help out by silencing enemy musicians where possible, and shattering sections of the stage where able. Cassio almost single-handedly destroys the Seelie Court by ramming into the court with his magical ramming rod thing he seems fond of. We make quick work of the weakened Estral Court. Victorious, our performers play an encore, and Iago gets a sylvan flute in recognition of his talent.

			The concert ends at midnight. Haethorwen is so overjoyed at the success of the Autumnal Court over the others, he joins us as a friendly retainer. Shanju Keep also gains the Autumnal Blessing. Whenever we are within our domain, upon rolling Initiative we can make a Charm attempt on one target in sight. Iago also uses the opportunity to negotiate for trade for aid for the Magistery and Solace and gets his hands on a magical flute. Haethorwen notices the flute and notes that Iago has earned Seldoriath's respect. We make the trip back, nobly bearing the burden of five more days in Cassio's company.

	==Recollections by Cassio==		==Recollections by Cassio==

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	==Recollections by Ci==		==Recollections by Ci==
	it seems [[The Eternal Order]] may have a new brother. One of the offspring of our Hell-trapped Magisters, a young tiefling bard named [[Iago]], asked if he could negotiate on behalf of the Order and the Magistery with an ambassador for the [[Fey Courts]]. That Ambassador was an [[Eladrin]] named [[~~Haethrowen~~]], and he asked for our help in the Spring Equinox Tournament, a competition between the [[Fey Courts]] to determine which court gets to trade with the Prime Material Plane for the next year. Though we did not know much of the individual courts, having an ally among one of them could not be a bad thing, so we agreed to help. As I speak Sylvan and have some experience with [[The Golden Forest]] I offered to accompany [[Iago]] on this quest. We were also joined by our friends, [[Amon]], [[Cassio]], and [[Ember]]. It appears that there is something of a history between friend [[Iago]] and friend [[Cassio]]. It has something to do with [[Cassio's]] time in Avernus, I believe and it seems to be the cause of some friction between them, at least on the part of [[Iago]]. Friend [[Cassio]] remains blissfully unable to imagine anyone not awed by his majesty.		it seems [[The Eternal Order]] may have a new brother. One of the offspring of our Hell-trapped Magisters, a young tiefling bard named [[Iago]], asked if he could negotiate on behalf of the Order and the Magistery with an ambassador for the [[Fey Courts]]. That Ambassador was an [[Eladrin]] named [[Haethorwen]], and he asked for our help in the Spring Equinox Tournament, a competition between the [[Fey Courts]] to determine which court gets to trade with the Prime Material Plane for the next year. Though we did not know much of the individual courts, having an ally among one of them could not be a bad thing, so we agreed to help. As I speak Sylvan and have some experience with [[The Golden Forest]] I offered to accompany [[Iago]] on this quest. We were also joined by our friends, [[Amon]], [[Cassio]], and [[Ember]]. It appears that there is something of a history between friend [[Iago]] and friend [[Cassio]]. It has something to do with [[Cassio\|Cassio's]] time in Avernus, I believe and it seems to be the cause of some friction between them, at least on the part of [[Iago]]. Friend [[Cassio]] remains blissfully unable to imagine anyone not awed by his majesty.

			As we made the Journey to [[The Golden Forest]], the entrance to the [[Feywild]] on this plane, I conversed with [[Haethorwen]] in Sylvan to try to get some idea of the task that was before us. I could gather only that is was a competition of some kind, and that [[Haethorwen]]'s court was somewhat at a disadvantage. It seems the [[Fey Courts#Autumnal Court\|The Autumnal Court]] is one of the weaker courts, the other being this year's host, the Spring Court. The Winter and Summer courts were traditionally the most powerful, though [[Haethorwen]] hoped our participation might tip the balance in his favor. Apparently recruiting allies from the Material Plane is not unheard of in these competitions. It seemed that our challenge would be to fulfill our agreement with [[Haethorwen]] without causing enmity with any of the other [[Fey Courts\|Courts]], while managing to stay alive (battles between ageless beings can often be hazardous to mere mortals!)

			We arrived and made our way into the [[Feywild]] without difficulty. We found the realm engulfed in preparations for the Competition. We clothed ourselves in the Colors of the Fall, as our companions in the Autumnal Court were clothed, and awaited the start of the competition. When it began, I immediately found myself overwhelmed and out of place. Where I expected dire battle, I instead found music and dancing. While I prepared for martial combat, the [[Eladrin]] called on elemental magics and primal harmonies to weave stories and song in the very air. It was clear that this was in indeed a competition of sorts, and indeed one not without danger, as the magical energies involved could cause real harm, though conjured from nothing by song and voice. I found myself, for perhaps the first time in my life, without a clue as to how I could protect my friends or punish my foes. In the first case we had no real foes to speak of as we were trying not to incur the wrath of the other Courts. In the second case, though I carry a small flute to aid in my meditations, in the company of these great instruments of beauty and power, my flute seemed a poor and fragile thing and my meager skill with it, wholly unequal to this task. I settled upon using my bow to harass the musicians of our rival courts, but I took no pride in doing so. In the face of all that beauty and wonder, it seemed that crass combat was a stain on my character. Would that all warfare could be settled this way... with bands instead of bloodshed, and dance instead of death. However, I find that though I might wish it to be so, I also find that in such a world, I may have no place.

			[[Master Fēng]] has often chided me for my single-minded pursuit of martial and weapon skills. I have always justified it by rationalizing that the world is a dangerous place, and only by becoming dangerous myself can I hope to tame it. I have now had a glimpse of what a world without that danger... without that fear.... I find that it is a world in which I might not find peace, though peace might reign all about me. I do not know what this means to my mission, or to my Study, but I know I must meditate on this more. Perhaps speaking with out new friend [[Haethorwen]] could help. It would certainly be preferable to [[Master Fēng\| Fēng's]] smug "I told you so".

	==Recollections by Ember==		==Recollections by Ember==

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	Here in lies the account of this first adventure.		Here in lies the account of this first adventure.

	Some of us are gathered in the Great Hall in [[Shanjiu ~~Keep~~]] and an interesting individual by the name of [[Haethorwen]] joins us. To my eyes, he is not an Elf, though he certainly looks like one. But I sense that he is something else entirely. This proves to be true when he addresses us.		Some of us are gathered in the Great Hall in [[Shanjiu Castle]] and an interesting individual by the name of [[Haethorwen]] joins us. To my eyes, he is not an Elf, though he certainly looks like one. But I sense that he is something else entirely. This proves to be true when he addresses us.

	Haethorwen represents the [[Fey Courts#Autumnal Court\|Autumnal Court]] and they are looking to create contracts with the Material Realm. He asks us to help their court secure this contract. The ramifications of this is that it would prevent a contract with the other courts of the Fae. It seems that this is an annual affair, but I might be wrong about that. Some of the additional things we learn about the Fae courts is that we are about to reach the vernal equinox, which is the weakest time of year for the Autumnal Court. Winter (called [[Fey Courts#Unseelie\|Unseelie]]) is waning and Summer (called [[Fey Courts#Seelie\|Seelie]]) is waxing. The Seelie and the Unseelie court are much more powerful than the [[Fey Courts#Estral\|Estral]] (Spring) and the [[Fey Courts#Autumnal Court\|Autumnal Court]] court.		Haethorwen represents the [[Fey Courts#Autumnal Court\|Autumnal Court]] and they are looking to create contracts with the Material Realm. He asks us to help their court secure this contract. The ramifications of this is that it would prevent a contract with the other courts of the Fae. It seems that this is an annual affair, but I might be wrong about that. Some of the additional things we learn about the Fae courts is that we are about to reach the vernal equinox, which is the weakest time of year for the Autumnal Court. Winter (called [[Fey Courts#Unseelie\|Unseelie]]) is waning and Summer (called [[Fey Courts#Seelie\|Seelie]]) is waxing. The Seelie and the Unseelie court are much more powerful than the [[Fey Courts#Estral\|Estral]] (Spring) and the [[Fey Courts#Autumnal Court\|Autumnal Court]] court.

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	==Recollections by Ci==		==Recollections by Ci==
	it seems [[The Eternal Order]] may have a new brother. One of the offspring of our ~~hell~~-trapped Magisters, a young tiefling bard named [[Iago]], asked if he could negotiate on behalf of the Order and the Magistery with an ambassador for the Fey ~~Court~~. That ~~Ambassaor~~		it seems [[The Eternal Order]] may have a new brother. One of the offspring of our Hell-trapped Magisters, a young tiefling bard named [[Iago]], asked if he could negotiate on behalf of the Order and the Magistery with an ambassador for the [[Fey Courts]]. That Ambassador was an [[Eladrin]] named [[Haethrowen]], and he asked for our help in the Spring Equinox Tournament, a competition between the [[Fey Courts]] to determine which court gets to trade with the Prime Material Plane for the next year. Though we did not know much of the individual courts, having an ally among one of them could not be a bad thing, so we agreed to help. As I speak Sylvan and have some experience with [[The Golden Forest]] I offered to accompany [[Iago]] on this quest. We were also joined by our friends, [[Amon]], [[Cassio]], and [[Ember]]. It appears that there is something of a history between friend [[Iago]] and friend [[Cassio]]. It has something to do with [[Cassio's]] time in Avernus, I believe and it seems to be the cause of some friction between them, at least on the part of [[Iago]]. Friend [[Cassio]] remains blissfully unable to imagine anyone not awed by his majesty.

	==Recollections by Ember==		==Recollections by Ember==

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	==Recollections by Ci==		==Recollections by Ci==
			it seems [[The Eternal Order]] may have a new brother. One of the offspring of our hell-trapped Magisters, a young tiefling bard named [[Iago]], asked if he could negotiate on behalf of the Order and the Magistery with an ambassador for the Fey Court. That Ambassaor

	==Recollections by Ember==		==Recollections by Ember==

>Jimmguion: /* Ci's Inspirational Breakfast */

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	==Ci's Inspirational Breakfast==		==Ci's Inspirational Breakfast==
	On the morning of their departure to aid the Elven Ambassador, [[Ci]], [[Iago]], [[Cassio]], [[Amon]] and [[Ember]] were gathered in the great hall of Shanjiu Keep, seated at the Feast table, sharing a simple but hearty breakfast. There were two new faces at the table, however. One was that of [[Arwel Mithmirelen\|Arwel]], a female half-elf druid that had been tending the garden and grounds of the keep for the last month or so. Her head was shaven, she had green eyes and rough brown skin marked with tattoos on the right side of her face and body. The other was named [[Caydranth]], a Dragonborn Warlock who had been seen in the Library, roaming amongst the stacks and assisting the Sage with his duties. [[Caydranth]] was tall and slight, her scales a rugged black and her eyes a deep blue. her oblong face seemed slightly asymmetrical and had a deep scar running down the left side. Both [[Arwel Mithmirelen\| Arwel]]and [[Caydranth]] had arrived at the Keep in the aftermath of the destruction of [[Solace]] to pledge their service to the keep and the Eternal Order. Both would be accompanying the Eo on this mission.		On the morning of their departure to aid the Elven Ambassador, [[Ci]], [[Iago]], [[Cassio]], [[Amon]] and [[Ember]] were gathered in the great hall of Shanjiu Keep, seated at the Feast table, sharing a simple but hearty breakfast. There were two new faces at the table, however. One was that of [[Arwel Mithmirelen\|Arwel]], a female half-elf druid that had been tending the garden and grounds of the keep for the last month or so. Her head was shaven, she had green eyes and rough brown skin marked with tattoos on the right side of her face and body. The other was named [[Caydranth]], a Dragonborn Warlock who had been seen in the Library, roaming amongst the stacks and assisting the Sage with his duties. [[Caydranth]] was tall and slight, her scales a rugged black and her eyes a deep blue. her oblong face seemed slightly asymmetrical and had a deep scar running down the left side. Both [[Arwel Mithmirelen\| Arwel]] and [[Caydranth]] had arrived at the Keep in the aftermath of the destruction of [[Solace]] to pledge their service to the keep and the Eternal Order. Both would be accompanying the Eo on this mission.

	[[Ci]] sat next to [[Caydranth]] and spoke quietly with her. Indeed they could often be seen in the library or elsewhere about the keep, speaking quietly and walking together. [[Caydranth]] seemed quite sad in those times, and often fresh tears could be seen glistening on her slick black face.		[[Ci]] sat next to [[Caydranth]] and spoke quietly with her. Indeed they could often be seen in the library or elsewhere about the keep, speaking quietly and walking together. [[Caydranth]] seemed quite sad in those times, and often fresh tears could be seen glistening on her slick black face.

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	[[Ci]] placed a gentle hand over [[Caydranth]]'s and said with a slight shrug, "The Paths are many, but the mountain is one." [[Ember]], just to [[Ci]]'s other side, heard this and asked, "Ci, you have said that many times... I know it is saying of your [[The_Order_of_Shan_Sua\|Order]], but what does it mean?" [[Ci]] replied, "Its meaning is Many layered in the philosophy of [[Yanji]], and many masters have dedicated their entire lives to discovering them all. I will answer with the Story told to me, when I asked the same question..."		[[Ci]] placed a gentle hand over [[Caydranth]]'s and said with a slight shrug, "The Paths are many, but the mountain is one." [[Ember]], just to [[Ci]]'s other side, heard this and asked, "Ci, you have said that many times... I know it is saying of your [[The_Order_of_Shan_Sua\|Order]], but what does it mean?" [[Ci]] replied, "Its meaning is Many layered in the philosophy of [[Yanji]], and many masters have dedicated their entire lives to discovering them all. I will answer with the Story told to me, when I asked the same question..."

	"This story was told to me by my master, [[Liu]]. One summer, when Liu was but a disciple himself and was leaving for his Pilgrimage. As he prepared to leave, his master came to him and said, if you head directly Westward from the Temple for 3 days, you will come upon a small village. In that village is a Tavern. In that Tavern dances a woman known as the Butterfly. I owe her a great debt, and I ask that you would repay it for me.” With that, the master handed his young student one of the amulets worn by the Masters of the Temple. Indeed this was his master’s own amulet, fashioned by his master’s own hand and worn for many years. "		"This story was told to me by my master, Liu. One summer, when Liu was but a disciple himself and was leaving for his Pilgrimage. As he prepared to leave, his master came to him and said, if you head directly Westward from the Temple for 3 days, you will come upon a small village. In that village is a Tavern. In that Tavern dances a woman known as the Butterfly. I owe her a great debt, and I ask that you would repay it for me.” With that, the master handed his young student one of the amulets worn by the Masters of the Temple. Indeed this was his master’s own amulet, fashioned by his master’s own hand and worn for many years. "

	The student was stunned into silence for a moment. “My master’s amulet!” he thought. “Such a gift is meant to be given from Master to Master, not to some dancing girl in a dirty village tavern!” But Liu held his tongue, and only nodded stiffly. He thought, “I had not noticed how old my master looks. Perhaps he is becoming odd in his elder years. I will hold this amulet for him until he comes to his senses.”		The student was stunned into silence for a moment. “My master’s amulet!” he thought. “Such a gift is meant to be given from Master to Master, not to some dancing girl in a dirty village tavern!” But Liu held his tongue, and only nodded stiffly. He thought, “I had not noticed how old my master looks. Perhaps he is becoming odd in his elder years. I will hold this amulet for him until he comes to his senses.”

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	[[Ci]] sat next to [[Caydranth]] and spoke quietly with her. Indeed they could often be seen in the library or elsewhere about the keep, speaking quietly and walking together. [[Caydranth]] seemed quite sad in those times, and often fresh tears could be seen glistening on her slick black face.		[[Ci]] sat next to [[Caydranth]] and spoke quietly with her. Indeed they could often be seen in the library or elsewhere about the keep, speaking quietly and walking together. [[Caydranth]] seemed quite sad in those times, and often fresh tears could be seen glistening on her slick black face.

	[[Ci]] placed a gentle hand over [[Caydranth]]'s and said with a slight shrug, "The Paths are many, but the mountain is one." [[Ember]], just to [[Ci]]'s other side, heard this and asked, "Ci, you have said that many times... I know it is saying of your [[~~The_Order_Of_Shan_Sua~~\|Order]], but what does it mean?" [[Ci]] replied, "Its meaning is Many layered in the philosophy of [[Yanji]], and many masters have dedicated their entire lives to discovering them all. I will answer with the Story told to me, when I asked the same question..."		[[Ci]] placed a gentle hand over [[Caydranth]]'s and said with a slight shrug, "The Paths are many, but the mountain is one." [[Ember]], just to [[Ci]]'s other side, heard this and asked, "Ci, you have said that many times... I know it is saying of your [[The_Order_of_Shan_Sua\|Order]], but what does it mean?" [[Ci]] replied, "Its meaning is Many layered in the philosophy of [[Yanji]], and many masters have dedicated their entire lives to discovering them all. I will answer with the Story told to me, when I asked the same question..."

	"This story was told to me by my master, [[Liu]]. One summer, when Liu was but a disciple himself and was leaving for his Pilgrimage. As he prepared to leave, his master came to him and said, if you head directly Westward from the Temple for 3 days, you will come upon a small village. In that village is a Tavern. In that Tavern dances a woman known as the Butterfly. I owe her a great debt, and I ask that you would repay it for me.” With that, the master handed his young student one of the amulets worn by the Masters of the Temple. Indeed this was his master’s own amulet, fashioned by his master’s own hand and worn for many years. "		"This story was told to me by my master, [[Liu]]. One summer, when Liu was but a disciple himself and was leaving for his Pilgrimage. As he prepared to leave, his master came to him and said, if you head directly Westward from the Temple for 3 days, you will come upon a small village. In that village is a Tavern. In that Tavern dances a woman known as the Butterfly. I owe her a great debt, and I ask that you would repay it for me.” With that, the master handed his young student one of the amulets worn by the Masters of the Temple. Indeed this was his master’s own amulet, fashioned by his master’s own hand and worn for many years. "

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	[[Ci]] sat next to [[Caydranth]] and spoke quietly with her. Indeed they could often be seen in the library or elsewhere about the keep, speaking quietly and walking together. [[Caydranth]] seemed quite sad in those times, and often fresh tears could be seen glistening on her slick black face.		[[Ci]] sat next to [[Caydranth]] and spoke quietly with her. Indeed they could often be seen in the library or elsewhere about the keep, speaking quietly and walking together. [[Caydranth]] seemed quite sad in those times, and often fresh tears could be seen glistening on her slick black face.

	[[Ci]] placed a gentle hand over [[Caydranth]]'s and said with a slight shrug, "The Paths are many, but the mountain is one." [[Ember]], just to [[Ci]]'s other side, heard this and asked, "Ci, you have said that many times... I know it is saying of your [[~~The Order Of Shan Sua~~\| Order]], but what does it mean?" [[Ci]] replied, "Its meaning is Many layered in the philosophy of [[Yanji]], and many masters have dedicated their entire lives to discovering them all. I will answer with the Story told to me, when I asked the same question..."		[[Ci]] placed a gentle hand over [[Caydranth]]'s and said with a slight shrug, "The Paths are many, but the mountain is one." [[Ember]], just to [[Ci]]'s other side, heard this and asked, "Ci, you have said that many times... I know it is saying of your [[The_Order_Of_Shan_Sua\|Order]], but what does it mean?" [[Ci]] replied, "Its meaning is Many layered in the philosophy of [[Yanji]], and many masters have dedicated their entire lives to discovering them all. I will answer with the Story told to me, when I asked the same question..."

	"This story was told to me by my master, [[Liu]]. One summer, when Liu was but a disciple himself and was leaving for his Pilgrimage. As he prepared to leave, his master came to him and said, if you head directly Westward from the Temple for 3 days, you will come upon a small village. In that village is a Tavern. In that Tavern dances a woman known as the Butterfly. I owe her a great debt, and I ask that you would repay it for me.” With that, the master handed his young student one of the amulets worn by the Masters of the Temple. Indeed this was his master’s own amulet, fashioned by his master’s own hand and worn for many years. "		"This story was told to me by my master, [[Liu]]. One summer, when Liu was but a disciple himself and was leaving for his Pilgrimage. As he prepared to leave, his master came to him and said, if you head directly Westward from the Temple for 3 days, you will come upon a small village. In that village is a Tavern. In that Tavern dances a woman known as the Butterfly. I owe her a great debt, and I ask that you would repay it for me.” With that, the master handed his young student one of the amulets worn by the Masters of the Temple. Indeed this was his master’s own amulet, fashioned by his master’s own hand and worn for many years. "