Mission Info:

It was getting late and Ringo was making his way back to the Residential District when he came across it. The biggest house he'd seen in Kumogakure no Sato in his whole time he'd spent here. This wasn't the Raikage's place, he'd already seen where that was. No, this mansion must have belonged to one of the elites of Kumo. The place was huge and boasted even more by having towering, six feet tall stone walls and an iron gate. The gate was guarded by two large men, big brutes they were by the looks of them and their formal attire showed that even they were paid well.

Ringo continued walking down the street, making note of the guards posted outside the gate. Whenever he saw something guarded like that, he got this feeling inside him that just wanted to know what was so worth being guarded. He walked to the corner of the house's walls and turned with it, patrolling each side. There was no way to see over from the street but Ringo needed a better view. He got up, climbing onto a neighboring house and perched himself on the roof. Now several feet above the top of the stone walls, Ringo had a clear view of the waled-in lot.

The path from the iron gates wound its way around twenty meters of freshly cut grass, leading up to the three story house, or mansion, that sprawled out, almost hovering above the rest of the houses and apartments that neighbored it. There were two more guards patrolling the grounds. He couldn't make out how many exactly were inside the house, but it seemed like there were more guards on the third floor than the first. Something valuable had to be in that house. This was way too many guards just to give some rich person peace of mind. This meant something much more valuable was being stored inside.

Ringo jumped across the rooftops of the houses, continuing his patrol around the outside of the mansion's walls. There was only one way in to this place: the iron gates. Although for Ringo, he could have easily just have dropped down from a roof and gotten over the stone wall. Yet for something to be so heavily guarded, there would also have to be heavy planning if he wanted to get past all the guards. Leaping down to the ground, Ringo made his way back to the front iron gates. There, from behind a corner of a house across the street, he watched the two guards at the gate, waiting for the moment that their shift would end.


Post WC: 608
Mission WC: 608/600 DONE