## One Piece Chapter 287, pages 2-4: Deicide - Chapter: 287 - Pages: 2-4 - Characters: Mont Blanc Noland, unidentified crew members, Pantori, Shandia villagers, Mousse ### Summary Page 2: A ship sails through a massive, turbulent storm with dark, swirling clouds. A crew member shouts, "IT'S A HUGE STORM, ADMIRAL!" and "PLEASE BE A LITTLE MORE CONCERNED, SIR!" Inside the cabin, a man with a distinctive chestnut-shaped hairstyle, Mont Blanc Noland, sits calmly at a desk, writing in a logbook with a quill. Outside, the crew scrambles, yelling for rope and reporting that the yardarm has been hit. Noland's internal monologue notes, "Our current expedition is already well into its second year of voyage... Compared to the previous two, 1-month long expeditions, our extended stay out here seems like a miracle..." Noland pauses and asks, "Hm? Hey, you! Did you hear something just now?" A crewmate replies, "Did I hear something?...Umm, maybe thunder?" Noland smiles gently and says, "No... It was... A beautiful sound. Like the ring of a bell..." Page 3: A narration box reads "Grand Line, Jaya. Marine Calendar, Year 1122, May 21." Heavy rain pours over a lush, forested island. In a village with stone buildings and totem poles, people gather around a bedridden man. They cry out, "Pantori! (priest) Please hang in there!" and "Give us your guidance...!" The sick man, Pantori, pants heavily. Another villager reports, "ANOTHER... HAS SUCCUMBED... TO THE DISEASE..." A large man notes, "OUR CROPS HAVE ALSO WITHERING AWAY...!" The Pantori gasps, "ONLY BLOOD... RUNS ACROSS THESE LANDS NOW... THIS LAND HAS BEEN CURSED..." Page 4: The sick Pantori continues, "IF NOTHING IS DONE... THIS VILLAGE...! SHANDIA... WILL DIE OUT!" A villager asks, "What must we do, pantori!?" The Pantori, sweating and wide-eyed, yells, "BUT FEAR NOT AND FOLLOW MY ORDERS! OFFER THE BLOOD OF THE MOST BEAUTIFUL MAIDEN IN THE VILLAGE TO LORD KASHI! BLOOD... ON THE SACRIFICIAL ALTAR...!" He breathes heavily, "HUFF... HUFF... FOR HER SACRIFICE... PREPARE MOUSSE... THE RITUAL," In the bottom panel, a young woman with long dark hair, Mousse, sits quietly in a room, looking out a window as the rain falls.