The monk nodes her head.

Fed, rested and ready the group headed off again along the coast.

A few hours into the trek they sighted the ruins and then joined one of the trade roads as they headed towards the walls of Parakan.  As they reached the gates the Lokanan sailors ran inside heading for their homes. Wara and Mari thanked them again and then also left.

As they stood within the gates one of the guards ran up to Khutulun, " Honored One! Your Mistress has requested you urgently to return home...there has been an incident."

Krikoris glances over at Mal and whispers quietly, “It seems like there are a lot of incidents around here, is this normal?”

Mal shrugs. "Normally I stayed away from trouble - now it seems to find me." 

Mal says to Khutulun, "I don't like the idea of those Pocong Pemburu lurking out there, but they won't make it into the city. Better to deal with the immediate concerns of the living, right po?"

Khutulun gives Mal a concerned look before hurrying off in the direction of her mistresses compound.

Mal follows along, hoping to be able to help somehow.

The companions hurried to the Garunam Quarter and Kiwas compound, the rather bruised looking gate guard hurried them inside.

Kiwa was sitting on the steps with a nasty looking cut on her forehead and bruising down one side of her face.

She smiled at them, a lopsided smile with a wince, " There was a break in. Last night some men came over the wall, they hurt some of the servants pretty bady....not sure Nenek Lina will walk again.  I got hit in the head as I came outside."

" Fathers offices were broken into....I'm not sure what exactly was taken but I know at least a couple of old artifacts were; there was an old kris blade, an opal necklace and a serpentine kapala..uh, skullcap...I know those three at least."

" The guard have already been and collectd statements but those that broke in were heavily wrapped to conceal their identities....and well trained."

Cinta eye rolls at Khutulun's exuberance considering she was dead several hours ago.

Khutulun prostrates herself on the ground before her Mistress, hiding a slight wince of pain.

"This is my fault mistress. I should not have left you alone, especially seeing we had just brought one evil man to justice in your name. I have been neglectful... it will not happen again."

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Khutulun prostrates herself on the ground before her Mistress, hiding a slight wince of pain.

"This is my fault mistress. I should not have left you alone, especially seeing we had just brought one evil man to justice in your name. I have been neglectful... it will not happen again."

Kiwa laughed and dragged Khutulun up into a hug, " Nonsense, I bid you go. That makes it my fault....", her voice caught for a moment as she looked into Khutuluns eyes. " ....what happened to you though? I've not seen these scars before and there is a shadow in your eyes that I have not seen before."

Kiwa turned away from Khutulun and regarded the others, " All of you seem to have had a day similar to mine, they didn't steal anything from the pantry. Do you need food and drink?"

Krikoris nods, "It would probably be good to eat. You said they were trained, where would people get trained on this island?"

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Krikoris nods, "It would probably be good to eat. You said they were trained, where would people get trained on this island?"

 Kiwa nods and rings a bell beside her and one of the younger boys, Ratu to Khutuluns recollection, comes out and is sent to fetch juice and a platter of fruits.

Once everyone is settled with their pomelo juice and rambutan/mangosteen, she speaks again.

" Well....more trained than my guards at least....perhaps they are soldiers or mercenaries?...I suppose it could have been some of Setos group looking for revenge but why take those specific objects?"

Mal is still uncomfortable talking to powerful people, but he says "Um, maybe we could see the office, po? Maybe they left some clue behind?" 

Khutulun stands and covers her raw wounds as best she can after her Mistress' words.

"While at sea, I was shown by the spirits how much I do not understand and still need to see in this life. Tasting my blood mixed with the salt of the sea, I can to the realisation of the interconnectness of all life, how the spirits of our land connected everything into a Web. I was granted another chance...thanks to the spirits and my companions. These scars are a reminder of my hubris, as is the mask of Grandfather Putih that I have now crafted."

 Khutulun holds up the mask she carved on Putih.

"I will wear this, to honour the spirit that showed me the first steps to enlightenment."

With that she sits down in a brooding mood and says no more

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Mal is still uncomfortable talking to powerful people, but he says "Um, maybe we could see the office, po? Maybe they left some clue behind?" 

" Of course you may.  My home is your home.", Kiwa smiled a little awkwardly.

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Khutulun stands and covers her raw wounds as best she can after her Mistress' words.

"While at sea, I was shown by the spirits how much I do not understand and still need to see in this life. Tasting my blood mixed with the salt of the sea, I can to the realisation of the interconnectness of all life, how the spirits of our land connected everything into a Web. I was granted another chance...thanks to the spirits and my companions. These scars are a reminder of my hubris, as is the mask of Grandfather Putih that I have now crafted."

 Khutulun holds up the mask she carved on Putih.

"I will wear this, to honour the spirit that showed me the first steps to enlightenment."

With that she sits down in a brooding mood and says no more

 

 Kiwa nodded seriously then with a gentle smile said, " We all find the path we are meant to walk in different ways."

Once they have eaten are ready to go, Khutulun turnsback to Kiwa.

"Did the items have any significant?"

( Can I get a History Check from everyone, please.)