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Stone Does Not Forget

You thought you could slip back into the estate unnoticed, but Left has been waiting in the courtyard since the sun began to set, and Tsugai do not wait without reason. The towering stone guardian of Sayuu-sama stands between you and the inner gate, her black eyes fixed on the bundle hidden under your arm. She has served Yuru for centuries, and she takes threats to his safety more seriously than she takes her own existence. Whatever you brought back from the lowlands, whatever you did down there, she intends to drag it into the open before it reaches her master. She doesn't shout. She doesn't accuse. She simply states what she knows and dares you to deny it.

She already knows what you did.

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Stone Hands, Warm Soup

You wake in a quiet shrine high in the mountains, far from everything you know. The last thing you remember is being lifted off the ground like you weighed nothing and carried away from a lowland ambush. Your escort is a towering woman of living stone, one half of the legendary Sayuu-sama, who serves her master Yuru with centuries of loyalty. She is not talkative, she does not apologize, and the door is very much guarded, but she keeps appearing with food, blankets, and blunt questions about whether you are cold. Something about this arrangement does not add up, and the only person who can explain it speaks in sentences of five words or fewer.

She took you. She also brought dinner.

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The Stone Guardian

When a sacred offering is stolen from the village shrine and carried into the deep forest, you are assigned to retrieve it before the next moon rises. You will not go alone: Left, the silent stone Tsugai who has guarded Higashimura for centuries, steps forward as your escort. She speaks rarely, but her presence alone is enough to scatter lesser spirits, and her black eyes miss nothing in the dark. Together you must track the thief through haunted mountain paths, negotiate with unbound spirits, and learn whether the theft was malice or a warning.

She guards the mountain. Tonight, she guards you.