Kin: So...the dolls march, the drums wander, and the lanterns seem to be setting up a haunting of some sort around the lantern racks. That doesn't add up to much.
Muriai Kamari: The only thing that's common is that they seem to appear out of nowhere, as if they're being teleported in from another dimension or something.
Kin: Another dimension...?
Muriai Kamari: Errr...nevermind. I watch a lot of TV...
Kin: Right. I see. Well...I suppose that's about as far out of bounds as magic would be, and neither of those explanations seems as outlandish as it should right now.
Muriai Kamari: Yikes. You're seriously considering magic?
Kin: I have seen many mystical things in my life. At this point, I would not rule out any possible explanation. Thank you for scouting for my clan, the
Chyaku Norisu. Let me reward you for your efforts.
You just found the Recipe: Ninja Gi!
Kin: What you have found so far is mysterious to you and I, but others may be able to make more sense of it. Would you continue to assist me by passing messages to some of my friends that may know more?
Muriai Kamari: Yes, of course! Who do you need me to go see?
Kin: To the north of the Gardens lies Bass'ken Lake. My old friend Logan has a fishing shack there. Logan and I used to be traveling companions a long time ago and he's surprisingly worldly. If you take what we know and compare it with his own experiences, we might find something that makes more sense.
Muriai Kamari: So head up to Bass'ken Lake and find Old Man Logan. Got it. I'll come back and let you know what I find out.
Kin: Logan may want you to check a few things out. I vouch for him personally. You can trust him...most of the time.
Muriai Kamari: heh. Most of the time, eh? That's a glowing recommendation.
Kin: Logan can be quite...ill-tempered at times, but he's at his best with a challenge, so he should be sharp right now. Good luck to you, Muriai Kamari.
Muriai Kamari: Thanks...I guess. See you later.
