[ the first thing hanbei notices about tenka is how colorful (almost flashy) his presence is against the backdrop of the gloomy, grey atmosphere. he had also heard of how the areas surrounding a certain town were in a perpetual state of cloudiness– hanbei had prepared for this too, of course, but his umbrella is unfortunately, buried beneath the carriage.

tenka’s brief spiel only earns him a polite smile. ] I’d like to avoid someone so familiar with such a thing. [ his smile fades into something more honest. ] Unfortunately, I must ask for help.

My carriage has fallen into a trench just north of here, with people and horses still trapped. No one is injured, but I fear the rain might catch up to us soon. [ he seems pretty calm, though. ]

Do you know where I might find the nearest police force?