Editing /tg/ Custom L5R Minor Clans (section)

==History==
The Cormorant was a notable gambler in the Imperial City, a ronin who had history with a number of fireman gangs and other criminal enterprises. During the youth of a fledgling Emperor (no one is willing to say which) who was known to smuggle himself out of the Imperial Palace to engage in less than noble activities that these two crossed paths. Despite being warned by his advisers and courtiers that spending time with the less reputable folk of the City would not see the Fortunes smile upon him; the young Emperor had faith and confidence in his luck.

A strange twist of fate saw the Emperor and the Cormorant throwing dice behind a geisha house one late autumn night under an auspicious moon. Fate also saw a brutish thug (perhaps someone the Cormorant owed money to, no one is willing to say the truth of this) come there way and accost them for the pool of zeni they were gambling over. The thug brandished a tanto and sought to gut the young Emperor, but fate saw the thug miss and instead dig the blade deep into the gut of the Cormorant. Enraged and in horrendous pain, the Cormorant drew his katana and brutally executed the thug.

It was then the young Emperor gained a moment of insight, and in his divine wisdom he proclaimed the Cormorant as an agent of fate, a chosen savior brought to this exact situation by the Heavens in order to provide both entertainment and the lesson that perhaps his advisers were the sort he should listen to. 

The following day as the Cormorant paid away his winnings over a bottle of cheap sake and an eta with a cute enough face to stitch up his chest wound, that he found himself being drgged to the Imperial Palace by a detachment of the Seppun. The young Emperor declared him the head of a new Minor Clan, a man whose fate was clearly seen and whose purpose in life would be to better illuminate the fortunes of others. He was to catalog various phenomenon, omen, and strange divination for the benefit of the Empire. 

The Cormorant, stunned, vaguely inebrieted, and having expected the worse (having assumed the disguised young Emperor to simply be another criminal with delusions of grandeur) said a quick prayer to the Heavens and gladly accepted this newfound luck and station. He viewed his charge as a sign from the Heavens that luck would always be on his side, so long as he pursued it.

But the task of the Cormornt Clan has never been easy. The Clan lacks any shugenja blood of note, and the Cormorant originally inducted into his clan only those he personally liked, found attractive, or owed money to (as they were lucky enough to beat them). Over time and many generations of strange fortune, a technique was developed based on relying on the way fate sees fit to throw them and opening oneself up to the possibilities.

Of course, this true history of the Cormorant Clan are seldom spoken of and the public truth is far more embellished. Those who know the true story often use it as a point of mockery against the Clan, though certainly not in public. To mock the origins of the Cormorant is to mock an Emperor who enjoyed games of bầu cua cá cọp, and an Emperor is allowed to have a bit of fun; especially in his youth.