@ChocoChicken @Fchicken77 @ShireHime @Jupjami @122 Generation @Tala Here we go! The city of Hakugin was abuzz with activity--Brock, the eldest son of the Keeper of the Emblem of Strength, had been marked as a fuemusou a week or two before. Brock had initially wanted to go with a few close companions, but his father insisted on taking as many douhan as possible. Brock had reluctantly agreed, and so the invitations had been sent out. The day Brock would receive his kinenfue and be blessed for the journey arrived, but the fighter and mystic that initially volunteered to go were shocked at how many had accepted the invitations. "Me, you, Misty when we reach Falan, and six others...all told, that's a party of ten people." a black haired boy in silvery fighter's garb mused. "Isn't nine douhan a bit much?" "Flint didn't want to take any chances..." the mystic mused. "We both know he loves Brock very much--and as his eldest son and first born, he doesn't want Brock to meet a terrible fate on this adventure." She rolled up the orange-yellow ribbon that complimented her red and gold robe. "But yes, that means we have to wait for the other six and Brock to get here." she sighed as she looked out over the temple courtyard and into the bustling city.