Name: Gasuna, Oboro
Age: 34
General Appearance: here
Personality: A sensual yet shy crime lord whom is known to resent the sight of death and violence. Her claim to fame is her beauty and subtle charm as well as her polite and graceful nature that has been used expertly to gravitate the criminal element towards her as a symbol.
Goals: Oboro’s goal is to survive, and she’s one of the lowest ranking lieutenants in a movement to secure Sunagakure for themselves, but while she’s low in rank her influence is widespread. In many cases she’s the poster-girl for the rogue movement, accumulating others to her side in record numbers.
Abilities: Oboro is an exceedingly skilled C rank genjutsu and medical ninjutsu user and member of the fallen Karisuma clan. Along with her powerful Doujutsu she is capable of using visial triggers surrounding making herself seem more beautiful to all those who perceive her in one of their 5 senses depending on the jutsu she’s used. The jutsu triggers a dopamine response within her victims with her B rank med / genjutsu that simulates the effect of love, often turning allies into enemies and making her allies fight all the harder for her. She has D-2 stats across the board as well as B rank fuuton, knowing all library jutsu she would be able to learn.
Items: Oboro herself has no items on her person, but she has 10 C rank guards which surround her. Each of them have B rank bukijutsu as well as B rank fuuton and C-1 stats across the board. They have various B rank weapons from the item catalog as well as all library fuuton jutsu.
Requirements: A ninja must have taken operation desert lotus targeting oboro’s group as well as 2 other quest missions tracking / locating or hunting down Oboro in order to take this bounty. Or 3 quest missions seeking them out. Defeating Oboro rewards 3 EP to all participants.

A sly smile formed on the boy's face as the men he had been following approached a rather exquisite outpost, it was obvious to the boy that he would finally confront his target. Oboro Gasuna according to the dossier the boy had gotten from the kirigakure border camp she was nothing more than a lowly lieutenant in these resistance, and yet she was the hardest one to track down so far. In fact the boy's search for Oboro had led him to Tente, before it had led him to her. She was one tricky piece of work, he thought he had her at the last base he had led and attack against. A fortress require so much protection had to belong to someone important, but rather than someone it was something. A map with marked locations all over the land of wind, he had searched them all and though he had been able to deal with the ruffians that inhabited them none of them spoke out during their torture to give up her location. Her people were loyal to her, perhaps even more so towards her than those ranking above her. If it had not been for the fact that he followed these two morons that he has let live to this place he probably would have never found it. This base was not listed on the map, perhaps it was not intended to be important or maybe it was left off the map on purpose. The boy wondered how many other bases were not on the map, just how many hidden enemy bases were there. The boy thought back to his mission with Ryo that had led him here, it was pure luck that he had chosen to follow these two low lives rather than any of the others that had fled from him and his friend's display of power. However maybe it was more instinct than luck, the two had suspicious looks upon their face as they fled rather than the look of fear that everyone else had and they were the only ones leaving together rather than caring about no one other than themselves. The boy had no doubt within his mind that the two fleeing souls were in there now spinning the tell of the Kumogakure Shinobi and all they had done, so the boy waited making aure to give time for the men to tell his story properly before he would move. He wondered if Oboro would reward them for returning to her or kill them for running away rather than dying in her name. If it was the boy in her position he would probably kill them both, cowards begets cowards and the boy had no love of cowards and there was no room in his world for cowards.

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The boy was pulled back to reality from his thoughts when he saw two men exiting the outpost, these were not the men that he had followed here. These men wore different clothing including armor as well as weapons, these men were guards. No doubt they were sent to see if the men were followed, but from where the boy stood watching them they would not be able to see him, the boy had made sure of that fact on his approach. The boy watched their movements though they did not do much, with the exception of standing in front of the entrance and occasionally looking over the surroundings for any approaching visitors. This was going to make his advancement into the outpost slightly harder than he had planned, without the two guards alerting everyone inside to his approach. The smile on the boy's face grew larger, 'harder yet still doable' the boy thought to himself as there was nothing more that the boy loved than a nice old challenge. The boy's hands quickly went to work forming a string of hand seals as he began to flow chakra into the air around him, nearly instantly this chakra spread throughout a two hundred and fifty meter radius around him. This thinly spread chakra would allow him to know of any movement within his radius including within the outpost, and would go unnoticed to all but the most highly trained chakra sensing abilities. The boy monitored all the movement in and around the base, there were nine in total within the outpost as well as the two that were on ths outside. The boy's target had to be among the eleven that were there, the boy let out a soft sigh as he realized it might not be as big of a challenge as he thought. Unless these men were highly skilled, then even with eleven against one the odds wouls be in the boy's favor. The boy channelled chakra through his body, he was going to ensure that he would be ready for whatever may come his way before he struck. It was crucial that no one with the base be alerted to his presence until he was inside. Because if they were alerted then Oboro might manage to escape, and that was something that the boy did not want to happen considering how long it had taken him to track her down. The boy waited until he was sure that the men were on their patrol around the outpost before making his approach with break neck speed, using a burst of chakra to propel himself further at a high speed to get closer to the fortress before the men returned to their post. Ducking down under the cover of a sand dune the boy now sat within fifteen meters of the base. Channelling a small amount of chakra into his fist the boy launched a punch that travelled on the very wind itself with a punch, sending the effect of his punch on a current of wind striking one of the guards square in the jaw in an uppercut fashion. The punch while noticeable to the man was not what drew the attention of the other man, but rather what happened mere seconds after the fact. The wind had delivered a special strike to the man's chin that sent a ripple arouns his head, before connecting on the top of the man's head and activating. Once the ripple touched itself a powerful burst of chakra was released propelling the man's head, as well as the rest of the man straight down into the sand beneath his feet. From the chin to the top of the head the ripple travelled nearly instantly, the man was already in the sand before he even knew he waa punched. The second man noticed the man's sudden decent into the grouns and turned to check on him, it was in that moment that the boy struck a second time. Dashing forward as fast as he could while channelling chakra into his fiat the boy closes the thirteen meter distance between himself and the second man in under a second. Delivering a powerful punch straight into the chest of the man just as he turned around, sending the man flying into and through the door of the base.

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The man crashed through the doors and skid across the floor, stopping just short of the group that stood at the other end of the room. The boy stepped through the hole in the door caused by the man, letting out a small chuckle as he did so before looking across the room at the group. "I take it you got my warning," he said as his eyes fell onto the two men he had been following dead bodies lying in the corner of the room. "I am here for Oboro, no one else need lose their lives," the boy stated, his voice Booming through the room as if amplified despite the fact that it was not. His words however only seemed to strengthen the guards resolve, they were not going to let their master be taken without a fight. That was just fine by the boy, he had every intention on killing anyone that stood in his way. His words were just an attempt to seek out reason with the men in hopes that one might live to tell his tale, but if all must die then all must die. "Alright then, Valar Morghulis" the boy said as a smile formed on his face before charging in at the group at a speed that they could not even hope to keep up with. His attacks were quick and precise, with one after the other flowing out as if it was all a single attack rather than several multiple attacks. He was upon the group before they had even realized he had moved from the doorway, all of their look's of shock bringing a smile to his face before he unleash a powerful burst of chakra from all around him that sent everyone flying backwards away from the boy. Then after striking a couple from a distance with the help of his wind projection watching as the Hamon fist caused the men he struck to launch across the room crashing into their comrades, the boy released a arc of wind chakra towards another group that quickly formed into a twister. The twister sucked up into the air all those within the radius of it's pull, delivering lacerations all over their bodies before they crashed into the ceiling of the outpost and then came crashing down to the ground below. All that stood in the boy's way of his target now was a single guard, with a well place strike the man was launched into the air where the boy quickly intercepted him sending him back down onto the ground with a powerful downward kick, the resulting impact with the ground setting off the chakra the boy had infused in his kick killing the man almost instantly.

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"From where I'm standing you now have two choices, you can surrender or you can die. Either way I get my bounty," the boy said as he began channelling chakra into his hand condensing it and causing it to spin as he created a small ball of chakra within his palm. "Is that what you think?" The woman replied, her voice as soft as the morning breeze and as beautiful as the a melody. "Because I see another option," the woman continued as if she was singing a song. The boy felt the sway of influence wash over him, pulling him under her spell. He had come here to capture this woman and turn her in to those who sought justice for her crimes, and now he wanted nothing more than to spend time with her and protect her. Her beauty was far beyond any of the rumors he had heard of her could even hope to describe, as she flashed her beautiful eye lashes starring deep into the boys eyes the young shinobi found himself swimming in a sea of endorphins. The boy shook his head, reminding himself that he was here to complete a job. The boy could not choose his emotions over that of the mission, could he? The longer the boy looked at his would be target the more he longed to embrace her, the more he wished to serve her every whim. He had heard stories of love at first sight from his grandfather, but the young boy never thought that its pull would be so powerful. He would kill for this woman, requiring nothing more then for her to simply ask him to do so. "So what was that you were saying about only having two options?" The woman asked with a voice as sweet as a symphony, the boy was at a lost for words his brain all fuzzy and his train of thought lost in his attraction to the woman. The boy remembered the stories his grandfather told him when he was younger, about how he had fallen in love with the former Kazekage the moment he had seen her. Or how his father had fallen in love with his mother when they first met, his mother of course claimed to no such thing and stated that it was not until they had been together for many months that she started to feel anything close to what she called love for his father. Was it possible that this was the same thing, was it possible that this truly was love? No, this was something else entirely. There's no way this could be love, or wasit that he was just a cynic like his mother rather than a free spirit like his father and grandfather.

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"I... Uh... I..." The boy was fully at a lost for words, the harder he tried to find the words to say the harder it became for him to speak at all. "Can't say you your the first man to lose his ability to speak at the sight of me," the woman stated with a chuckle that made her all the more beautiful to the boy. "Why don't you come on over here and sit down, we can talk some more." The woman continued as the boy felt himself moving towards her, in the back of his mind a voice called to him yell as loud as it could but to the boy it was just a whisper compared to the voice of the woman. The small voice was that of the boys own cynicism, telling him that there was no such thing as love at first sight that there was something off about all of this. The boy could not help but feel this way, he was always told to think with his brain not his heart, but his thoughts were clouded. It was then that something caught the boy's eye that was wrong, on the far left side of the room there sat a window. It was what was on the other side of the window that drew the boy's attention to it, the guards on the outside that he had taken out before coming inside were standing there looking out into the horizon for intruders. But that of course could not be possible, he had taken them out. It was then that the voice inside the boy's mind grew even louder, something here is not right. The woman began to speak again, but the boy blocked her voice from his mind as he did not want to lose his train of thought once more. "Enough of this!" The boy stated loudly while forming the confrontation seal in his right hand the boy activated the Genjutsu Kai Technique, effectively flushing and cleansing his chakra from the outsiders influence. Almost immediately the image of the guards on the outside disappeared from the window as they were never really there, and the fortress itself seemed to be less elegant than before causing the boy to question when it was that he fell under the spell of the woman's Genjutsu. The boy's question was quickly answered as he looked to find that the ten guards that were with her were still standing and posed to attack, or was this yet another genjutsu. "Well, well, well. I must say I am impressed you have seen through my Genjutsu, but that does not matter. Your life is about to come to an end. Guards!" Oboro shouted across the room as her men began to swarm the young shinobi. Before they could get close the boy formed a signal handseal causing the air around him to become distorted and render visual within the cloud almost impossible. The boy did not need his sight to fight these goons, with his wind sense he could see without seeing. He did not pull any punches when it came to dealing with the punks the woman had sent to kill him but he knew better then to lower his guard against the girl, he had eleven opponents in this room and ten of them were attacking but that did not mean that he would not still pay attention to the eleventh and ensure she did not flee or try to fool him once again. Catching the first man to throw his fist by the arm before shifting his weight and throwing the man over his shoulder causing him to go crashing into at least two of the other men. He did not waste time with trying to show off as he would normally do, instead he moved with precision and tact expected of that of an Anbu black ops operative. The ten men did not stand a chance against the boy, while they were older and believed themselves to be better than him. The boy was more skilled as well as faster then all of the men, making their assumption of being better than him be their downfall. When the dust settled and Oboro realized that all of her guards had fallen she did not seem as over confident as she had before, she moved to speak but before she could the boy struck her with his stunning fist effectively stunning the woman and preventing her from moving or speaking. "I am done with your Games,Oboro. It is time you pay for your crimes." The boy said as he approached the stunned woman. By the time the effects of his punch subsided the boy had the woman bound and gagged with her eyes covered as well. It would be a long walk back to the Kirigakure border camp in order for the boy to collect his bounty on the woman, a trip that would be made all the longer by him having to haul her across the desert. He could just as easily take the woman's head and simply turned that in for the reward, but the thought that she could provide some Intel into the situation within the land of wind was not something the boy was willing to pass up. Or could it be that he did not want to kill her because he was still under her spell? The boy shook the thought from his mind as he did not see how that was possible, no the only reason she was still among the living was to provide the hunter ninja with the information they needed to end the reign of tyranny that held the land of wind in a choke hold. With the woman secure, Myrddin began the long trek back to the border camp to turn the woman in and receive his prize. All the while thinking about how he was continually able to do that which the Mizukage's own hunter ninja had been unable to do. Two of the ninja village's enemies were now within custody, but there were still others that needed to be dealt with.

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