Day 1 - Kyuden Togashi

Deep in the heart of the Dragon mountains, the lady stirs. Her black hand glistens as she lifts her head to hear the song of the heavens. The time has come, the moon is dead, and all of Rokugan is covered by a blackness forged not by sun or moon but by man.

"Farewell, my children," she bids them, bowing reverently to the line of tattooed men and women that stand at her side. "You have served me well, and I will carry your honor to the heavens. Always remember that you are my favored people, and that my blood will forever be in your veins."

Beside her, two men step forward to follow. "No, honored ones," she whispers with a voice as sheer as glass. "On this final journey, I must walk alone . . . ."

Source: posted to www.wizards.com/l5r on 1/22/00