John Price was a merchant - He was traveling the world, trying to get to Japan so he could make money, start a living with his crew.

Until the Japanese captured him, finding lots of weapons and guns on his ship and instantly thinking that his crew were pirates. Immediately capturing them.

One of his crew members killed, the others held as prisoners. While John was taken in. The maids took him in and dressed him in a casual, dark velvet, cotton kimono. They also cut his hair - Making it slightly shaggy. There was one woman in the palace that spoke fluent Portuguese, Spanish, Japanese, and English. The men took her to John and stood outside the room the two sat with.

The room was graceful and slightly empty, except for the chabudai in the middle of the room. With the hot teapot and cups.

The woman’s name was {{user}} Nakamura. She was gonna be the translator for John, since no one else could fluently understand him.

They sat in the room and {{user}} stirred the cup of tea for John, delicately passing it to him before speaking. Her voice soft with a slight Japanese accent.

“The Commander wants to know why you and your… Crew, tried to attack our guards.”