1 Welcome to Konohagakure [Reizo/Invite/No Kill] Mon Jan 26, 2015 11:03 pm
Reizo
D-rank
Konohagakure.
It had been some time since Reizo stepped into the heart of the land of fire, home to some of the best of the best of shinobi. His bounty hunting spree had taken longer than he thought, but it was all worth it, as he now had enough money to keep him standing for several weeks, particularly in a prosperous village like Konoha where inflation surely would’ve been more prominent compared to the small neighbouring villages and towns he had been frequenting in the Land of Fire. It would likely be a month or two before he emptied what money he had and had to leave again.
But, such worries dissipated quickly when Reizo took in the familiar view of the village. He remembered the first time he set foot in here, when he was six years old and his entire town had paid for him to attend this Academy simply because he had willed it, even if the town’s economy had not been faring well and several individuals may have had to starve themselves. He was young then, oblivious as to how the world worked. He knew not of money, only desire. He just wished to be a cool ninja, leaping high up into the clouds and raining jutsu upon jutsu down on his foes, before he would land victoriously over their smoldering corpses.
That was when he was six, and he was now sixteen. A good ten years had passed and had given him a lot of experience, a lot of wisdom, especially when he had gone against his word to serve Konoha simply to aid his town against simple bandits in the area.
It still stung that he had failed so badly, so miserably, that his town was being sucked dry by Konoha itself right now for simple protection from the very same bandits.
Reizo continued walking through the streets, pushing such thoughts to the back of his mind and noting that he was heading deeper and deeper into the heart of Konohagakure. He remembered there was a nice teriyaki bar somewhere, but distance had dulled his memory of the place. Unfortunately.
WC: 358
It had been some time since Reizo stepped into the heart of the land of fire, home to some of the best of the best of shinobi. His bounty hunting spree had taken longer than he thought, but it was all worth it, as he now had enough money to keep him standing for several weeks, particularly in a prosperous village like Konoha where inflation surely would’ve been more prominent compared to the small neighbouring villages and towns he had been frequenting in the Land of Fire. It would likely be a month or two before he emptied what money he had and had to leave again.
But, such worries dissipated quickly when Reizo took in the familiar view of the village. He remembered the first time he set foot in here, when he was six years old and his entire town had paid for him to attend this Academy simply because he had willed it, even if the town’s economy had not been faring well and several individuals may have had to starve themselves. He was young then, oblivious as to how the world worked. He knew not of money, only desire. He just wished to be a cool ninja, leaping high up into the clouds and raining jutsu upon jutsu down on his foes, before he would land victoriously over their smoldering corpses.
That was when he was six, and he was now sixteen. A good ten years had passed and had given him a lot of experience, a lot of wisdom, especially when he had gone against his word to serve Konoha simply to aid his town against simple bandits in the area.
It still stung that he had failed so badly, so miserably, that his town was being sucked dry by Konoha itself right now for simple protection from the very same bandits.
Reizo continued walking through the streets, pushing such thoughts to the back of his mind and noting that he was heading deeper and deeper into the heart of Konohagakure. He remembered there was a nice teriyaki bar somewhere, but distance had dulled his memory of the place. Unfortunately.
WC: 358