1 A trade worth notice [Daremo] Mon Jun 11, 2018 5:19 am
Orochi Risu
S-rank
The endless dunes of sand belied a chaotic state and discord that was hidden deep within its vastness, the once proud land of wind had fallen into turmoil and within its borders it now held a being of such prodigious power and eerie nature that it would be hunted, fought and feared outside of this nation wrought with chaos and discord.
Where once were numerous villages, now lay camps of bandits and invading shinobi. Where once was peace, now loomed the threat of war. Oh, how so few could turn the tide for so many. How such small actions could turn out to spin the thread of the world and create a succession of unforseen events.
Within this nation of chaos, this land of discord lie waiting a simple and single singularity, a being whose event horizon was stretching out. Tendrils of dark, corruptive natured chakra spread out through the desert, signifying what kind of ominous presence lingered within Kaze no Kuni's borders. It was from within this lands borders that the most wanted shinobi in the whole world enacted upon a sinister plan only she knew about.
Far gone were the days of loyal servitude to the leaf, long gone were the times of harmony and peace. A snake had crawled into the desert and called it her own and now so many nations were disturbing her peace and stirring her wrath.
From the north, the great nation of fire had decided to send envoys to keep the peace, from the west, soldiers and shinobi were send to affirm the claim upon the desertlands by Kumogakure and aid from Iwagakure. From the south came the well oiled military machinery of the village hidden in the mist. So many came to disturb the lands once more, so many came to tear down the fragile peace and calm that had been achieved by the warring factions.
In the darkness and stillness of night, the snake descended upon a small outpost of Kumogakure shinobi. A single sign and a hand swiftly placed upon the ground made the sandy dunes of the desert shift and tremble, swallowing the whole camp into its sillicon embrace. Screams were muffled, blood covered by sand and within minutes, the small outpost was no more.
"Pitiful little creatures, entering my domain without so much as an invitation," The shadowy figure sighed, pressing a button at the side of her helmet, which instantly retracted and fell onto her back, revealing white skin, jet black long hair, golden, snakelike eyes and a set of boney protrusions crowning her head. "Lets make sure that the one I seek knows that it is I who is calling for him."
Burrying her arm into the ground, the woman dragged a wounded shinobi from out of the sand and smiled at him with diabolical glee in her eyes. "You're perfect." Instantly she plucked out the poor shinobi's eyes and dropped him to the ground, calmly placing her hand on his shoulder and sending some of her medically charged chakra into him to make sure he'd at least hold out for a few more hours. "When your comrades arrive...ask for Daremo, he'll know how to find me."
With that being said, she left behind the man who lost his light, swallowed by the snake's power. Placing a shattered headband of sunagakure on a tentpole still sticking out of the ground. She'd be waiting for the man she sought at the ancient runes of the old kazehane empire, not far from where sunagakure had held its last stand...
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Where once were numerous villages, now lay camps of bandits and invading shinobi. Where once was peace, now loomed the threat of war. Oh, how so few could turn the tide for so many. How such small actions could turn out to spin the thread of the world and create a succession of unforseen events.
Within this nation of chaos, this land of discord lie waiting a simple and single singularity, a being whose event horizon was stretching out. Tendrils of dark, corruptive natured chakra spread out through the desert, signifying what kind of ominous presence lingered within Kaze no Kuni's borders. It was from within this lands borders that the most wanted shinobi in the whole world enacted upon a sinister plan only she knew about.
Far gone were the days of loyal servitude to the leaf, long gone were the times of harmony and peace. A snake had crawled into the desert and called it her own and now so many nations were disturbing her peace and stirring her wrath.
From the north, the great nation of fire had decided to send envoys to keep the peace, from the west, soldiers and shinobi were send to affirm the claim upon the desertlands by Kumogakure and aid from Iwagakure. From the south came the well oiled military machinery of the village hidden in the mist. So many came to disturb the lands once more, so many came to tear down the fragile peace and calm that had been achieved by the warring factions.
In the darkness and stillness of night, the snake descended upon a small outpost of Kumogakure shinobi. A single sign and a hand swiftly placed upon the ground made the sandy dunes of the desert shift and tremble, swallowing the whole camp into its sillicon embrace. Screams were muffled, blood covered by sand and within minutes, the small outpost was no more.
"Pitiful little creatures, entering my domain without so much as an invitation," The shadowy figure sighed, pressing a button at the side of her helmet, which instantly retracted and fell onto her back, revealing white skin, jet black long hair, golden, snakelike eyes and a set of boney protrusions crowning her head. "Lets make sure that the one I seek knows that it is I who is calling for him."
Burrying her arm into the ground, the woman dragged a wounded shinobi from out of the sand and smiled at him with diabolical glee in her eyes. "You're perfect." Instantly she plucked out the poor shinobi's eyes and dropped him to the ground, calmly placing her hand on his shoulder and sending some of her medically charged chakra into him to make sure he'd at least hold out for a few more hours. "When your comrades arrive...ask for Daremo, he'll know how to find me."
With that being said, she left behind the man who lost his light, swallowed by the snake's power. Placing a shattered headband of sunagakure on a tentpole still sticking out of the ground. She'd be waiting for the man she sought at the ancient runes of the old kazehane empire, not far from where sunagakure had held its last stand...
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