Ginko

[As much as Ginko would love to sit down and experiment with the journal in order to understand it, after seeing the strange options available when flipping it open, there's a few more pressing things on his mind. He's grateful that whoever (or whatever) saw fit to place wings on him and unclothe him also saw fit to leave his clothes by his side with conveniently cut and seamed holes for his new appendages... but he still needed to locate the rest of his belongings. The mushi stored in his box were extremely rare and extremely dangerous, more often than not. Let alone the absence of his mushi tobacco.

But as he made his way into town, he was finding several warning signs. In the forest, he saw almost no life. No mushi anywhere. And glancing at the general population, it seemed as though everyone present was definitely not Japanese, though he did recognize quite a few faces as being Japanese. Still, the diversity in the people was a bit startling; he wasn't quite used to fitting in so well, or even better than others.

Still, more important than familiarizing himself with the locals was finding his box. He'll be pausing to eavesdrop, peeking into shops, et cetera, and he'll see some people with strange symptoms, but... none quite match the mushi he had in his possession.]


((OOC: Feel free to catch Ginko coming in from the forest or as he's wandering through town. If your character has some strange supernatural thing about them, hit up my permissions post to clue me in on anything that he could pick up on - usually it's a visual or auditory clue that normal humans can't see.))