The Stoinians weren't sure what the black cladded Drakari had asked or replied with its signs. However, it appeared it will resolve itself with time. Miko Nakamura herself now stepped forward.

"I see, quite similar to my own Shikokan culture. Perhaps even our faiths would be alike each other. I'm certainly looking forward to our talks."

The Priestess bowed respectfully with her hands in her wide black sleeves, revealing a large knot nearly encompassing her entire back.

A new wave of people appeared in the crowd of the market. Patriarch Ababe had studied his guests beforehand and knew who would follow.

"Ah, these must be the Yapatha coming towards us."