Just as every rose has its thorn, so, too, does this city have its share of cheats and pretenders. This goes doubly so for our population of geomancers.
The worst offender? That charlatan who claims the blood of the Grandmaster Kazan, the greatest geomancer to ever live and serve the bakufu. Ware his honeyed-tongue lest you find your purse a stone's weight lighter.
There is much one might learn from his rival...especially if he is so forthcoming with sharing his knowledge.
Yet, if he is foolish enough to want to reveal all his secrets, I will not match that foolishness by turning a deaf ear to them.