1 The Nightingale: Singing Floors of Heaven [QUEST] Sun Sep 16, 2018 7:52 am
Sakamoto
D-rank
- mission:
- Mission name: Finding the Nightingale: Singing Floors of Heaven
Mission rank: C
Objective: Discover the War of the Raptors
Location: Konoha
Reward: 300 Ryo + 1EP
Mission Description: After a fowl by the name of Xiao - 梟 was caught by one of the ninja of Konohagakure, it was discovered that the noble creature bore a crest signifying it as a member of a prodigious Organization of Raptors known to look over the ninja world from the heavens above. However, the talonous wounds across the birds' frame suggest foul play on the grandest scale. As the creature arose, it was discovered that danger looms on the zenith of the setting sun... but getting to the location is not something for the faint of heart. Due to its difficulty, ninja has been barred from the travel to the creatures dismay.
Development References: This will include a location I'd like to be canon and also spark the beginning of a long-standing plotline involving these birds, a war between Owl and Falcon, the sun and the moon for any who would like to begin. This serves as the initiation to a much longer plotline.
Mission Details: Ninja will be approached by the bird and will have to escape Konoha independently to undertake the mission, breaking the rules for the greater good. Once out of the village, they will have to attempt to earn Xiao's trust by infiltrating and stealing the Scroll of Seals from the village of heaven. A scroll which contains one of the jutsu required to enter the village.
'At the songbird steppes of an unlimited mountain lays a village under heavens light said to never feel the cold touch of night.‘
Sakamoto could feel the wind rushing past his paws as he would dart across the forest, his small size allowing him to flit betwixt much smaller obstacles than other ninjas. Being small had its advantages, however, attempting to fend off the relentless assault of a Senju while in the middle of a forest was not exactly the easiest of tasks. The forest that surrounded them, that lay under their very feet and that breathed the very name of this godforsaken village. Cursing under his breath as a thorned whip would burst out of the ground not far from the frantic feline, furrowing his furry brow before fancifully fleeing the frivolous flurry of thorns feigning finesse as he did so. Darting from side to side the whip would miss by a hairbreadth, Sakamoto, claws extended bounded up one of the noble trees of the wood that surrounded them, breathing in deeply and firing a passado of wind bullets in the direction of his opponent. Each of them was aimed for her, as well as the immediate environment surrounding her frame, the Panthera knew his objective, but, knew that the plan was ultimately meaningless, this woman which accosted him with such grace and prowess, Sakamoto knew so little of... who was she really? What was her temperament? Skillset? All of these unknowns created a mystery that gnawed at the back of Sakamoto's mind.
It felt as though the entire forest had become hostile, following up the projectiles which would pepper no doubt harmlessly into the surrounds as the impressions of pawprints that would careless the earth where they made contact would replicate brands. Sakamoto would finally break formation, moving away from mere avoidance, turning head-on to his opponent and making a bee-line for her position without so much as a second thought. Amber eyes glimmering against the green flora, burning like determined flames that sought to encompass everything within their passionate fury. Hoping that the turn would distract the superior ninja for but a moment, Sakamoto would let out a visceral 'meow' from his throat, The earth in a 3m radii from one of the nearest pawprints that collided with the arena would spark to life, creating fissures in the earth which would cave away from the center, attempting to strip the woman's footing from beneath her as the rocks and stone would jarringly part at awkward angles, seeking to drop her in the crater and pull several of the other pawprint symbols closer to their intended target. Should all go according to plan he would be ready for what came next, planting a solitary paw on the earth, leaving another of the solitary seals as he would bound in zigzagging patterns for the kunoichi's neck which would be poking out of the crater's horizon... In an instant, this battle would be over... yet Sakamoto could not help but dwell on how quickly their meeting had escalated
"I'll be going to that mountain, not you, or any other ninja can stop me!" His voice rumbled flatly, void of pitch or change in its monotonous baritone.
'Today, had been a very strange day.'
Earlier that Day:
Sakamoto had been lounging for much of the day, the sun shining warmly though what little cloudbank crossed lazily across the baby blue sky. A tired yawn escaping the cat's lips as the concept of training or preparation seemed a foreign concept lost in the midsummer breeze that strode across the aromatic grassy fields outside the walls of the village. The sounds of birds seemed to drown out the labour of the farmers and merchants that strode in across the paved path which sat a couple hundred meters away from the sunbathing black cat, perched happily upon a solar scorched boulder erected within the center of the field. On a day like this, training could wait, the world could wait. Sakamoto enjoyed a few good things in life, but relaxation, sun, on a hot rock with a warm breeze stood out amongst them as some of his favorite. Leaving him to imagine that all which was required to ascend his current mode of thought to one of purest euphoria was a fresh salmon and bowl of crystal cool water to either side of him... But it was almost as if in answer to his mental fantasy, the sound of somethign falling into the brush nearby caused one of Saka's two amber-gold eyes to open, scanning the field for any sign of movement.
'and now he was alert...'
"Alright... mood ruined..." Sakamoto would scowl tiredly, moving to stretch his legs before standing atop the earthen stage overlooking the long grass, as a line of movement within it seemed to sway from side to side. Trailing a path of rustling disturbance towards the village, collecting some intrigue on the part of the curious cat. Dropping his stance low, Sakamoto's tail would twitch from side to side as he would creep to the edge of the rock, waiting for the moment that the curving trail of the hidden creature would curve away from him. Poised to strike at the imposter who deigned to ruin the peace which Sakamoto had meticulously carved out for himself.
Leaping with all the dexterity of a hunter, Sakamoto would be as an ebony strike of lightning soaring through the sky, crashing down on the disturbance and immediately tussling with the stranger. Claws would splay and loud shrieking sounds would emit from the brush as a fight between animals would break out, silenced within moments as the world would come into focus, Sakamoto standing on top of what seemed to be a predatory bird with silver wings and wearing some form of sash across its chest with a hitiate symbolically bolted to it. As Sakamoto took in the visage of the silver-white Kite and all of its majestic splendor, He would pull back his paw from its chest, revealing the copper-scented viscous crimson liquid that stained the creature's feathers across his body. Sakamoto had not lunged with claws, and the reality of the situation hit home quickly. The creature weakly holding up a talon to Sakamoto's chest, intense pride in its silver platinum eyes as it glared down the cat, void of strength yet able to defend itself so fiercely. This was no normal bird...
Within moments after hailing down a nearby Jonin, Sakamoto followed the trail they blazed across the landscape to a medical center where he would have to give a report on how he came across the creature, conveniently omitting the fact that Sakamoto had attacked him. It took an hour, but, soon enough the Elanus came to consciousness, looking over her surrounds as it exclaimed that her home was in danger. The response was immediate, ninja clamoring for information as they sought to rush to the avians' aid. However, at the request of the location, the creature seemed to recoil hesitantly. Sakamoto could read the hesitation from his perch on the windowsill, an outsider, and a skeptic like no other. He could almost visualize the emotional walls erecting and the internal debate raging within the creature's head as it doubted whether it could trust those in proximity to some piece of information... Sakamoto became immediately intrigued. Ears pearked and senses alert as he would stare subtly at the bird who would tread lightly, as if on eggshells, stating that the village was 'the hidden city at Mt Meru'
The place would fall silent in debate, to many, Mount Meru was a taboo, a supposed infinite mountain range on the border of Konohagakure which split the nations of fire and iron. Requiring ninja to take the route through Sand country due the perilous peaks. During ninja wars, the Mount Meru ranges were seen to be so dangerous, that although should they be conquered, they would have been the perfect staging ground into Konohagakure, no nation was willing to take the risk... Yet the thought of a village being hidden there seemed to be taken as immediate fiction, or at the very least, doubt of a missions plausibility. It would be a senior Jonin that rested a hand on the birds' head and stated that the Jonin counsil would need to deliberate on the mission and what it would require, but that they would do their best, before calling those in attendance to leave... Sakamoto, perched slyly in the window incognito, would cock his head to a side as the Jonin would leave. The matter seemed to be over, settled, but it had only just begun.
Enter others...
In attendance at the meeting, Sakamoto would once again leap to the window of the Jonin compound, a stray cat lazing near an open window was seldom suspicious in Konohagakure. Inside, a host of Jonin would begin an argument which, despite the usual secrecy of them all, the cat would sware could be heard by the marketplace halfway across the village.
"So..." One of the Jonin would begin, addressing the group. "How do you think we should handle this?"... It wouldn't be long before the negative answer rose above the crowd.
"well, we can't just send an army through probably the most treacherous location in the nation, we'd likely lose half of us just trying to get there. That's assuming that there even is a village in that hell-hole."
"I agree, there's no way a village could exist in those peaks, its impossible.
Things didn't look good for the injured Kite...
[1698 / 5000]
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