1 Return to Hi no Kuni [Open/NK] Wed Jan 03, 2018 7:36 am
Samuru
C-rank
The salty sea air burned his nostrils. Though, he couldn’t feel it. The natural feel of the wind blowing on his face, the adrenaline running through your veins as you rushed forward over the blue sea was lost on him. He hated traveling by sea, but it was the only way back to his homeland. The land of his ancestors. It had been four years since he made his way here. There weren’t many reason why he didn’t stay. Though, his innate hunger to move forward. He didn’t like staying subtly in one place for too long. The need of traveling abroadwas one that had been instilled in him at a young age. His father reminded him everyday that he needed to keep moving.
Samuru’s father was one of the few individuals he could honestly say he admired. The wanderer had met many individuals that had spent time with in his life. Most of them were in and out of his life within weeks or even months sometimes. The man always told him, “Make the world yours and don’t let the world control you.” It was that phrase that made Samuru who is was. In this land, he was free to start anew. Here he was basically a nobody. All he had were the weapons on his back and a small pouch of ryo. He wasn’t able to bring his trophy of an axe with him. The way he took to get to the Land of Fire required him to ship his main weapon to a dock clerk and may take a moment to get there. This meant that he had to wait and check for his weapon to get there. It was a drag, but he wasn’t going to leave the land before grabbing it.
The ride had took him three days before he was even able to see the shores of Hi no Kuni. The boat in which he arrived had been a fishing boat that had been decommissioned into a small cargo transport. He was supposed to act as a guard for the boat to pass if anyone was suspicious. A man dressed like a shinobi with a large axe was too suspicious or so his employer thought. There had been a lot of things going on in the black market, which didn’t make sense. Unfortunately, he would have to go with whatever they approved. It was all for the sake of money. He wasn’t sure what he was in for, but he hoped to be prepared for it.
The boat arrived to the port. He had two passports prepared. One was a fake and the other was his real one. He would have remembered to give the correct one, but he knew not to make simple mistakes like that. The smells of vendors on the docks could be taken in from the boat. It would have been pleasing to a normal person, but did nothing for him. He figured that he would get something to eat once he made it a shore. He stood up from his spot in the cargo hold underneath the ship and made his way topside. Other ships had been docked or were docking. Men on the dock prepared the onboarding ship he was on to dock. The ship docked as he removed himself from view.
It seemed like dockworkers combined with some leaf shinobi asked the captain for identifying papers. The ship captain showed his identification and ship manifest. Everything seemed hunky dory. Samuru had made his way to exit the ship and showed his real passport. Everything seemed to clear with the people in charge. Samuru exited the boat down the plank and began making his way toward the multitude of vendors. He arrived to see many of the food vendors, but they mostly served fish. He requested an order from a vendor that had squid and fish kabobs. The vendor took his money and handed him three kabobs. The price in this land seemed to be a lot cheaper than back in the Land of Tea or Land of Demons for that matter. Everything there seemed so much more expensive.
Samuru sat down on a bench and slowly consumed the meat he had in his hand. The meat was good from what he could tell. He swallowed shortly after a few chews. Samuru looked out into the ocean and tried to gather his thoughts. He wasn’t sure to do next while he waited for his weapon to be transported. If he hadn’t destroyed his bow before he traveled, he would have gone out hunting to pass the time. It had also been a few days since he last trained. He would probably need to go out and train his body. Samuru would need to find work and he wasn’t sure what to begin.
WC: 817
Samuru’s father was one of the few individuals he could honestly say he admired. The wanderer had met many individuals that had spent time with in his life. Most of them were in and out of his life within weeks or even months sometimes. The man always told him, “Make the world yours and don’t let the world control you.” It was that phrase that made Samuru who is was. In this land, he was free to start anew. Here he was basically a nobody. All he had were the weapons on his back and a small pouch of ryo. He wasn’t able to bring his trophy of an axe with him. The way he took to get to the Land of Fire required him to ship his main weapon to a dock clerk and may take a moment to get there. This meant that he had to wait and check for his weapon to get there. It was a drag, but he wasn’t going to leave the land before grabbing it.
The ride had took him three days before he was even able to see the shores of Hi no Kuni. The boat in which he arrived had been a fishing boat that had been decommissioned into a small cargo transport. He was supposed to act as a guard for the boat to pass if anyone was suspicious. A man dressed like a shinobi with a large axe was too suspicious or so his employer thought. There had been a lot of things going on in the black market, which didn’t make sense. Unfortunately, he would have to go with whatever they approved. It was all for the sake of money. He wasn’t sure what he was in for, but he hoped to be prepared for it.
The boat arrived to the port. He had two passports prepared. One was a fake and the other was his real one. He would have remembered to give the correct one, but he knew not to make simple mistakes like that. The smells of vendors on the docks could be taken in from the boat. It would have been pleasing to a normal person, but did nothing for him. He figured that he would get something to eat once he made it a shore. He stood up from his spot in the cargo hold underneath the ship and made his way topside. Other ships had been docked or were docking. Men on the dock prepared the onboarding ship he was on to dock. The ship docked as he removed himself from view.
It seemed like dockworkers combined with some leaf shinobi asked the captain for identifying papers. The ship captain showed his identification and ship manifest. Everything seemed hunky dory. Samuru had made his way to exit the ship and showed his real passport. Everything seemed to clear with the people in charge. Samuru exited the boat down the plank and began making his way toward the multitude of vendors. He arrived to see many of the food vendors, but they mostly served fish. He requested an order from a vendor that had squid and fish kabobs. The vendor took his money and handed him three kabobs. The price in this land seemed to be a lot cheaper than back in the Land of Tea or Land of Demons for that matter. Everything there seemed so much more expensive.
Samuru sat down on a bench and slowly consumed the meat he had in his hand. The meat was good from what he could tell. He swallowed shortly after a few chews. Samuru looked out into the ocean and tried to gather his thoughts. He wasn’t sure to do next while he waited for his weapon to be transported. If he hadn’t destroyed his bow before he traveled, he would have gone out hunting to pass the time. It had also been a few days since he last trained. He would probably need to go out and train his body. Samuru would need to find work and he wasn’t sure what to begin.
WC: 817