1 Trial by Steel and Flames [B-Rank/Private] Thu Feb 05, 2015 5:13 pm
Kyohei
D-rank
“You know what to do,” Kyohei whispered to his companion under the cover of darkness. Positioned in a tree top approximately half a mile from the reported position of the camp set up by the bandits who have been terrorizing merchants and travelers traversing these trading routes he stood in silent vigil, awaiting the appropriate moment to make his move. Under normal circumstances, common highwaymen would be dealt with by the country’s designated police force tasked with maintaining order on the roads, but apparently the issues on the roads had been growing at such an exponential rate that things had simply become too much for them to deal with alone. As such, it now fell to the country’s shinobi village to take on the job of cleaning out the roads and that brought Kyohei there. As he raised his arm high, his avian companion Tomoe would take flight and perform one last reconnaissance sweep to ensure that nothing would take them by surprise.
It was funny, these bandits probably thought themselves fortunate to find themselves in a situation where the highway patrols could not stop their antics. However, it was that exact reason that would force them into a situation where it was Kyohei that was tasked with “solving” the problem. Kyohei, of course, was not one to take prisoners. He had no intention of capturing any of the bandits and bringing them into custody to await trial. That was what highway patrolmen were for. Kyohei would bring them to justice, but they would face no jury nor see the inside of a sell. The only trial that awaited these men was one of fire and steel.
How arrogant these bandits were. In their hubris they did not even make the effort to find a hidden location to set up base or at the very least fortify their camp. Instead they chose to set up tents in an open clearing in the woods just off the roads they frequent, with a large, central campfire that illuminated the area and sent a pillar of smoke high into the air. It was almost disappointingly simple to find their base and because it was illuminated and out in the open, Tomoe could scout from the skies with little to no difficulty. Flying high in the black night sky, she circled the camp, her altitude keeping her hidden from those who would look up from the ground, appearing as little more than a shadow.
A howling screech echoed from the skies all the way down to the forest signaling an open opportunity to take action. Understanding the call immediately, Kyohei leapt down from the treetops and performed one last check on his equipment before beginning his advance towards the site of what would become these bandits’ graves. As he ran he pulled his black hood over his head, as well as a black mask that covered his face from his nose down, leaving only his piercing red sharingan revealed. Those would be the last thing his targets would ever see.
508~
It was funny, these bandits probably thought themselves fortunate to find themselves in a situation where the highway patrols could not stop their antics. However, it was that exact reason that would force them into a situation where it was Kyohei that was tasked with “solving” the problem. Kyohei, of course, was not one to take prisoners. He had no intention of capturing any of the bandits and bringing them into custody to await trial. That was what highway patrolmen were for. Kyohei would bring them to justice, but they would face no jury nor see the inside of a sell. The only trial that awaited these men was one of fire and steel.
How arrogant these bandits were. In their hubris they did not even make the effort to find a hidden location to set up base or at the very least fortify their camp. Instead they chose to set up tents in an open clearing in the woods just off the roads they frequent, with a large, central campfire that illuminated the area and sent a pillar of smoke high into the air. It was almost disappointingly simple to find their base and because it was illuminated and out in the open, Tomoe could scout from the skies with little to no difficulty. Flying high in the black night sky, she circled the camp, her altitude keeping her hidden from those who would look up from the ground, appearing as little more than a shadow.
A howling screech echoed from the skies all the way down to the forest signaling an open opportunity to take action. Understanding the call immediately, Kyohei leapt down from the treetops and performed one last check on his equipment before beginning his advance towards the site of what would become these bandits’ graves. As he ran he pulled his black hood over his head, as well as a black mask that covered his face from his nose down, leaving only his piercing red sharingan revealed. Those would be the last thing his targets would ever see.
508~