1 Metamorphosis(Mifune/NK/Private) Thu Aug 20, 2015 8:32 pm
Razan
D-rank
Having spent a week or two, he wasn't entirely sure, taking in the sights and sounds of everything, least what he knew of, Kumogakure no Sato had to offer. After meeting some interesting and diverse people the likes of; Akemi Haruo, Masayoshi Mari, and Adzumi Mizuno, learning and experiencing new things through simple interaction between them. Razan decided it was nigh time to focus on what he had sought out to do upon first stepping into Kaminari no Kuni - learn more about the shinobi culture, something that was touched on briefly when he met Masayoshi-san, and more importantly train.
He didn't have any delusions about his prowess in combat. While his parents did teach him something before letting him leave the house, like they did with his sisters before him. It wasn't exactly enough to constitute an overconfident, arrogant persona. He knew he didn't have the strength and skill necessary to go toe to toe with the likes of anyone above the level of an untrained civilian, and that's assuming everything went his way. Sure, he might know his way fairly well around weapons, being a Blacksmith one must have some intricate knowledge about what they forge, and being introduced to some basic weaponry, however, it would do little good against those who trained extensively within the field, as he assumed most genins did during their time in the Academy and under their instructor guidances or had better teachers than him.
A desire to train, improving himself both mental and physically, wasn't only stemmed from him wanting to become stronger, but also, from wanting to survive. Unlike others bounded to a village, Razan didn't have that luxury. He is a wandering blacksmith, transversing the lands and seas, experiencing the full scope of the world. Of course, there are certain dangers coming with such a way of life; bandits, thugs, and other unsavory people waiting to prey on someone like him. Therefore, in order not become a victim of opportunity, Razan must become stronger. An argument could be made he could just settle in a major village, and join their militia, but, for the time being, settling down was nothing more than an afterthought - something he thinks about when his mind wanders about.
However, his mind didn't have the opportunity to wander about currently, it being focusing on recalling anything and everything from a book regarding chakra affinities, and how one goes about finding out their's. Razan had finished reading the book, that he got from the library two days prior of meeting Masayoshi Mari, detailing the subject matter early this morning in the privacy of his hotel before grabbing some of his gear and head towards a forest clearing a little bit east of Mt.Ikkyu to practice what he had learned. Along the way, he made a purchase, albeit it took some negotiating skills on his part to obtain the item in question, that would undoubtedly help in the training he was about to do.
Now, here he stood, dressed in a simple black t-shirt, shinobi-esque dark green pants, and black footwear, in the center of the clearing, morning dew still being present on the foliage surrounding the area; rays of light fractioning through the tear-like droplets. His hair being a held together in a low ponytail by an intricately designed metal hair clip with a tribal motif. Dark, russet brown eyes were focused on the thin piece of paper in his right hand in between his index finger and thumb. This small piece of paper being the thing that caused him some grief when he tried to purchase it. What was it?
Chakra paper. Something only used by shinobis to test their affinities or to find out if they had any other than the one inherited from their parents or clan. The paper was made from a chakra sensitive trees found throughout the Elemental Nations. Theses trees react violently when chakra is injected into them with the effects varying depending one's affinity(ies). Normally someone like Razan wouldn't be able to purchase the item, it being exclusive to Shinobi, but luckily the merchant turned the blind-eye and sold it to him, after hearing why the young man wanted it. And with that, Razan was thankful.
Channeling a miniscule amount of chakra into the paper, he watched as the paper started turning to dirt, showing that he had a Doton affinity, but split in two, showing that his second affinity was Fūton, something he didn't know, before crumbling away. With that in mind, Razan made a mental note to find anything regarding Fūton while within Kumogakure. He hoping that the village would have something to offer towards strengthening said element.
Any other thoughts were put on hold when someone entered the forest. . .
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He didn't have any delusions about his prowess in combat. While his parents did teach him something before letting him leave the house, like they did with his sisters before him. It wasn't exactly enough to constitute an overconfident, arrogant persona. He knew he didn't have the strength and skill necessary to go toe to toe with the likes of anyone above the level of an untrained civilian, and that's assuming everything went his way. Sure, he might know his way fairly well around weapons, being a Blacksmith one must have some intricate knowledge about what they forge, and being introduced to some basic weaponry, however, it would do little good against those who trained extensively within the field, as he assumed most genins did during their time in the Academy and under their instructor guidances or had better teachers than him.
A desire to train, improving himself both mental and physically, wasn't only stemmed from him wanting to become stronger, but also, from wanting to survive. Unlike others bounded to a village, Razan didn't have that luxury. He is a wandering blacksmith, transversing the lands and seas, experiencing the full scope of the world. Of course, there are certain dangers coming with such a way of life; bandits, thugs, and other unsavory people waiting to prey on someone like him. Therefore, in order not become a victim of opportunity, Razan must become stronger. An argument could be made he could just settle in a major village, and join their militia, but, for the time being, settling down was nothing more than an afterthought - something he thinks about when his mind wanders about.
However, his mind didn't have the opportunity to wander about currently, it being focusing on recalling anything and everything from a book regarding chakra affinities, and how one goes about finding out their's. Razan had finished reading the book, that he got from the library two days prior of meeting Masayoshi Mari, detailing the subject matter early this morning in the privacy of his hotel before grabbing some of his gear and head towards a forest clearing a little bit east of Mt.Ikkyu to practice what he had learned. Along the way, he made a purchase, albeit it took some negotiating skills on his part to obtain the item in question, that would undoubtedly help in the training he was about to do.
Now, here he stood, dressed in a simple black t-shirt, shinobi-esque dark green pants, and black footwear, in the center of the clearing, morning dew still being present on the foliage surrounding the area; rays of light fractioning through the tear-like droplets. His hair being a held together in a low ponytail by an intricately designed metal hair clip with a tribal motif. Dark, russet brown eyes were focused on the thin piece of paper in his right hand in between his index finger and thumb. This small piece of paper being the thing that caused him some grief when he tried to purchase it. What was it?
Chakra paper. Something only used by shinobis to test their affinities or to find out if they had any other than the one inherited from their parents or clan. The paper was made from a chakra sensitive trees found throughout the Elemental Nations. Theses trees react violently when chakra is injected into them with the effects varying depending one's affinity(ies). Normally someone like Razan wouldn't be able to purchase the item, it being exclusive to Shinobi, but luckily the merchant turned the blind-eye and sold it to him, after hearing why the young man wanted it. And with that, Razan was thankful.
Channeling a miniscule amount of chakra into the paper, he watched as the paper started turning to dirt, showing that he had a Doton affinity, but split in two, showing that his second affinity was Fūton, something he didn't know, before crumbling away. With that in mind, Razan made a mental note to find anything regarding Fūton while within Kumogakure. He hoping that the village would have something to offer towards strengthening said element.
Any other thoughts were put on hold when someone entered the forest. . .
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