Gathering junk. That was the job the priestess' daughter had been downgraded to. A much needed necessity if the girl wanted to earn the coin to improve upon her own puppet. A harsh lesson her mother wanted to impart her - even the privileged in life have to stoop low once in a lifetime. The junk she gathered today would teach her that not everyone was as fortunate as her. It would teach her many others were consigned to poor jobs in an attempt to scrape by. Aisha knew. She had seen the poverty that had struck those remaining within the ruins of Sunagakure. She had seen firsthand how they fought for the smallest of objects that could make a difference between life or death. Aisha had walked through the ruins and the debris, through the ill-struck survivors. It had not been a pretty sight but trained to preserve dignity she had shown none of the sorrow, worry and disgust she had felt.

A black mark on history at the hands of criminals. Then a first attempt to have the Village rebuilt in their image. Even if their leader associated themselves with snakes, Aisha felt a pang of disappointment in how they had approached that project. Kebechet, one of the three 'Tomb Kings' revered by the Cult, the aspect of purity, healing, beauty, would have desired a different approach on the matter. The dead would have to be put to rest, their bodies balmed and preserved. The living would have to be tended too, their wounds restored. Their minds purified. Not poisoned with fear for tyrannic powers. The puppet at her side, Nagini, who was crafted in Kebechet's image, laid its eyes upon Aisha as if she had sensed her master's distress. And was promptly gifted with a heap of junk to hold onto.

Aisha had heard about the stories of a large battlefield as well, since the Cult had brought in the most preserved dead to embalm them. Add them to an army of silent watchers put to rest within the subterranean tomb that formed the Temple of the Tomb Kings. Stories about four nations, the crazy amount of people that had flooded the sands and the unbelievable amount of blood and death that had followed in their wake. Aisha could only wonder to what purpose a dead land had to be desecrated even more. The sands of the Land of Wind were not theirs to begin with; they had no reason to be here. Their meddling in the affairs of others had triggered the proud Kurosawa, the vast destruction and turmoil shaping her prejudice against strangers. Nothing good ever came from outsiders; their arrogance blinding them for the wishes of the native inhabitants. All the more reason for Aisha to be happy they were no longer around. No more of their stinky feet soiling the sacred lands.

Having seen, heard and being taught all of that, this little pampered 'princess' had no need for the harsh lessons of reality imposed by her mother. She already knew all of this, as much as she knew how expensive the Tomb's guardians were to create and maintain. She wouldn't take Nagini for granted. Only... Well... It was easier when she didn't have to work so hard for it?

"Think that's all there is to it, Nagini. Better wrap up and move on before that merchant sells off our request."

The massive puppet standing at a 9 feet height thanks to the even greater tail that supported her humanoid body. Six arms held tight onto bags filled with junk of all sorts. Cogs, rusted metal, broken weaponry. The sort that might, probably, serve some purpose when melted and shaped into something new for one or another person. One person's junk was another man's treasure, or something along that sort of wisdom. Moving next to the slithering puppet with her arms folded in her neck, eyes peering at the horizon as her thoughts further drifted into the future, chakra strings subtly guided the actions of the Guardian as the two walked across the sand of former Sunagakure. Until the sand shifted in the distance and moved up to grant existence to something new.

A white marble building.

Obviously, Aisha had heard of the supernatural feats some people were capable off. But to see those in action would have been mind-boggling if she had not been aware of its existence. Still, seeing how sand was turned to marble basically went against all rules reality could enforce upon mortal kind. This was not simply shaping sand or controlling it like some old clan or so could do. This was some sort of act of transmutation. Turning lead to gold. Or sand to marble, in this case. Her amazement didn't remain for long, remembering the stories she had been told at the Temple. The foreigners of the 'four nations' had brought with them such powers too. They had brought domination and destruction. Was the woman playing with Suna's sand just another of those intruders? She'd soon find out, as puppeteer and puppet moved closer with certain determination.

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Slither hither, puppet and puppeteer continued their advance towards the white marble house. And as they did so, it only seemed to expand in size. What had possibly been a desert-created illusion (admittedly, a most strange one) was losing that illusory credibility and gaining in sense of reality. More stone was being added. The construct of white marble expanded upon with every passing second until Aisha was convinced she was no longer dealing with a mirage. No, this building was real. There really was a person shaping it up. In fact, there was another person moving closer. Another visitor curious about what was happening? Possibly so, as seeing the marble tower rise up from the ground alone was noteworthy to have one's jaw drop in disbelieve.

Standing still at what Aisha would consider a safe distance - but truly, how far was 'safe' when this person was shaping such vast areas in a matter of seconds? - the marilith puppet would cross its three pairs of arms as Aisha rested to admire the continuation of the supernatural construction works. A whole new world emerged from the soft terrain as if a sunken city was brought to the surface. Sand cascaded off marble like a waterfall and plunged back into the sea of golden grains. Long shadows stretched their previously non-existing fingers across the sand for the first time in what had seemed an eternity of desolation. And at the origin of it all was a single woman. No, two of them.

The construction of new buildings upon the ruins of old Sunagakure. What did this mean for its future? Aisha decided to stay watching just to see how far this marble construction would stretch.

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The young Blonde stood before the massive gates of his Estate as they began to open, however slowly as it seemed as if they had not openned in a long while. The sound of grinding metal could be heard throughout the estate causing many to cringe or cover their ears to the sound, but to the young male it was the sound of music to his ears. As his people gathered behind him keeping their distance from the male save for one, a young girl that looked to be fifteen slowly approached the male from behind reaching out and taking his left hand in hers before she spoke. "Raphael, why must you leave when we have just got you back? It is not safe out there, what if the worst was to happen to you? What would we do without you?" Without looking at the young girl a small smile formed on the young males face as the gate finished opening revealing the view of the massive desert to those within the walls of the oasis that was their home. "The winds of change are upon us little sister, can you not feel it? I have felt it since the sun began to rise over the horizon, there is something or someone out there with power that I have not felt within this land in a long time. I must find this source and ensure that it means our people no harm before it is allowed to grow beyond my own powers to stop it." The boy's words were calm despite the serious of them, as the young male began to walk towards the gate the young girl that had grabbed his arm held tight as she tried to pull him back. "And what of your people if you Die? What of your Sister? We need you Raphael, with Mother and Grandfather gone and now Azulon Dead who will lead us when you are gone." The girl began to sob as she spoke with the thought of losing her brother as she had lost the rest of her immediate family. "I told you before Aurora, Raphael died in the destruction of Sunagakure, My name is Myrddin." The male stated with a glare to his sister that caused her to release his hand. "I am leaving the clan in good hands while I am away," "oh yeah, whose?" the young girl would interrupt, "why yours of course" the male responded which caused the jaw of his young sister to drop, "you have to be kidding me, I don't know the first thing about running the clan or anything else for that matter. Not to mention this goes against all the traditions of our people, Women are not meant to rule." At these words the young male began to chuckle, "You speak of our traditioons, yet you forget it was mother who was running this Clan."oo "yes but mother had grandfather's guidance and was only leading until you came of age, that was the only reason the others accepted her rule. You are of age now, you Killed Azulon, you are meant to rule. You are..." The male would hold his hand up to silence the young girl, "That is enough! My decision is Final and you will not question me again." The males voice was stern and reminded him of the tone his mother used to use on him when he would try to argue with her.

The male would reach up with his right hand to wipe the tears from the young girls cheek, "there is no reason to be sad, Aurora. This is my destiny, I know it is. If father were here, he would do the same thing, I must follow in his footsteps for the good of our people." His words now softer than before as he lifted his sisters face up by her chin, "I believe in you, now do you believe in me?" No words would come from the girls mouth only a simple head shake to show that she did indeed believe in her older brother. "Good," Turning his attention to the crowd of Kozai that had gather behind the pair, the young male looked into the faces of his people as he spoke. "I am not the boy I once was, my life has changed me, whether it is for the better or not is still undecided. However, this much is true, I am the son of Rei and Lucian, rightful heir to the leadership of this clan and the killer of the false leader who took the life of my Mother, grandfather, and father." The words exited his mouth before he realized that his sister did not know of their uncles involvement with their father's death, a look of shock was evident on the young girls face as her brother spoke. "My Uncle betrayed my entire family, including all of you, seeking power only for himself. I am not the man my uncle was, nor am i the man that my mother hoped I would be one day. I am Myrddin and as the rightful leader of our clan my first decree is that I am stepping down so that someone may take up the mantle that my mother left behind." At these words he looked to his sister with tears in his eyes, "you are the one that will lead our people as mother did, you will do a great many things I know it." Myrddin would state before kissing the young girl on the forehead, as his mother once did to him.

Myrddin would turn his attention back to the crowd which already had whispers flying every which way about what the boy had said, raising his arms he would call the crowd to silence themselves so that he could finish. "I know what you are thinking, this goes against all of our traditions. Yet I would just like to remind you that after the death of my father, my mother ruled over this clan and never once did she let it down and I know my sister will do the same. Now for those of you who think that once I am gone they can do whatever they wish and attempt something against my sister, Just remember one thing I will kill you." The males eyes would narrow to a glare as he looked out among the crowd, until his eyes fell upon Kensi. Motioning for the young boy to join him in his sister up in front of the crowd, when the boy reached him Myrddin would grab his out stretched hand and pull the boy in close for a hug before whispering into his ears. "You are the only one here I can trust, look after my sister." "As if she was my own," The boy replied as they released each other from the hug. Myrddin would look back across the crowd one last time before looking at his sister, "You can do this Aurora, just believe in yourself as I do." the male stated giving her one last kiss on the forehead before pulling the hood of his cloak over his head and turning to begin walking through the now wide open gates. "You just make sure you come back!" Called the male's sister from behind him as he passed through the gates and they began to close once more. Myrddin would turn back looking at his sister and friend and all the other Kozai behind them as the gate closed not moving from that spot until the loud metal doors meshed together to close the estate off from the rest of the world.

The male had not been lying about what he had said to her, he could feel the presence of something out there in the sand yet he could not place it. The shifting of the wind was his only clue and when the wind called the male followed, it had been that way his whole life, he would simply go where the wind willed him to go and that was that. There was something different about the calling this time, never before had it been so powerful, nor had it felt so ominius. The male could not tell if it was good or evil that the wind called him to witness, so he must ensure that he was prepared for anything that might happen. As the boy walked across the barren desert to the north east of his home, his feet sinking into the sand leaving a trail behind him until suddenly his feet were no long touching the sand but solid air beneath his feet as he continued walking into the air above the sand until the large structure came into view just over the horizon. Myrddin was shocked to say the least at the sight of this, as there had been no sign of it just two days ago when the guards had searched the desert around the Estate for any signs of Azulon's supporters that had escaped the grounds. As he drew closer and closer to the large tower he became more and more curious as to how it came to be out here, it wasn't until he was almost upon the tower that he saw the two women standing in front of the tower. Could these two be the one's that created the tower? The boy questioned as he stood in the air behind them, he knew people could achieve great things through the use of chakra but he never imagined something so massive as this tower through simple jutsu. As he moved closer to the pair standing in front of the tower he would lower himself, while still in the air but more level with the two women as he got within ten meters of them. "This is quite an accomplishment, for you two, I must say I am impressed. Of course I also must ask what exactly you are doing out here, that is if you don't mind."

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Myrddin couldn't help but chuckle at the blondes remark as he slowly lowered himself to the ground letting his weight sink into the sand, it was obvious by both her body language and her the tone of her voice that she seemed to view him as a unwelcomed visitor. "Well yes I can see that, I'm more inclined to know to whom you serve." The violet haired woman was the next one to speak, her voice was much softer than the blondes in an almost timid way. Although the male would not interupt the woman as she spoke, however when she spoke of rebuilding Sunagakure no Sato, she held his undivided attention even as she paused and looked out across the desert the boy did not say a word waiting paitently for the woman to continue. The woman was indeed an intelligent one, and she already had a plan for the future of a destoryed village. The boy's eyes would darken at the mention of those who came to claim this land as theirs, he unknowingly helped in their endevour believing whole heartedly that they were coming there to help the people of the Kaze no Kuni only to descover the truth when it was too late, however with luck the people of Kaze no Kuni withstood and prevailed. The woman finished with a question of her own, and she was right it would only be fair considering she did answer his question.

"My apologies my lady," the male began with a bow continuing as he rose back up. "My name is Myrddin of the Kozai Clan, My family shared long history and a close connection with Sunagakure the destruction of it was a terrible thing and I wish that I had been strong enough then to have stopped it." His tone did not waver or crack though it hurt the male to speak of that dark night and his moment of weakness he would not let it show, keeping the regal appearance and tone that his mother had instilled in his mind that he must do ever since he first learned to speak. "As for your question, I am here because I could feel something different on the wind, something had changed and I did not know what it was. I am a man of the wind and it speaks to me, calling me to places or people  or both and when it calls I follow. When I saw this tower in the distance I was stumped, as my Clan's Estate is only about 5km from here and just three days ago we scouted this area and there was no building materials, and certainly no tower." The male would pause pointing in the direction he had came from, though he was being honest with them he left out the part about the scouting party looking for traitors of his own clan. The male would look past the two women at the tower that stood behind them, before turning his attention back to them once more as he began to walk out closer to the coast. "Do you plan to shape the whole village with your chakra? Because that can be a very daunting task indeed, why not have support from your allies that are to help you in this endeavor, do you even have allies? You speak of trade and access to the sea, but do you have the ships or supplies to trade for that matter? money? Or do you just believe that if you build it they will come? That the village hidden in the sand will just rise up from the ashes and begin anew with all it's old allies and friends that it had before and the world will just keep spinning as though nothing ever happened" The male would pause briefly as he looked out to the sea feeling it's cool breeze across his cheek, his words may have been harsh yet his tone was calm and on the edge of concern. "I am sorry if I am being blunt, and I do not mean to chastise you for what you have accomplished nor what you wish to accomplish. I only ask these things because it takes more than two people to create a village, yes the people will come here and seek protection from the Elements of the Desert, but what would they find here when they arrive? Empty homes, no food, no drinking water? Or am I mistaken and you have all this planned out?"

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The blonde woman's introduction of them as the Kazekage and her paramour bought a smile to the male's face, claiming yourself or others of a title was one thing it was a whole different story if the people of the land claim you as such. He was much more intrigued by the names the woman gave, he had heard the name when some travellers came through the estate just weeks before looking for refuge, and speaking of the great woman named Nova and what she planned for the land of wind. He knew he had heard the name before, but he couldn't place where he had heard it, the name rattled in the back of his brain like an itch that he simply could not scratch no matter how hard he tried ever since that night. Izumi went on to speak of the refugees they had helped before speaking of destiny as to the three of them gathered here in this spot, before apologizing if she had come off rude. It was certainly not something he expected given the situation, however before he could respond to Izumi's words the timid one spoke again. The proclaimed Kazekage did not look like much but her words were inspirational to say the least, speaking of the shelter and fertile lands and the settinv up of wells for water, though it was not until she shifted her weight on her legs that the male realized where it was that he had heard their names before. He had spent so much time in his attempt to forget about the sins of his past and everything else that was connected to it that he had almost forgotten everything about his time in Kumogakure, and now standing in front of him was the winner of the chuunin exams and the runner-up. It was hard to believe that these two had come so far in such a short time, and yet here they are building a village from nothing. His thoughts were brought back to he present as Nova continued, when she spoke of Kumo and the other villages and their endeavors within the land of Wind the male would lower his eyes, he knew all too well the plan Kumo had for the land of Wind and his help in them doing so, a sin that he may never forgive himself for even if it was not out of his own free will.

What the woman did next was the most intriguing of the entire conversation, as she held up a shard of glass she spoke of the destruction of the former sand village and the chakra that was used to change it in more than one way. As the woman handed him the shard, Myrddin would look upon it in astonishment. Handling it as carefully as the woman had, the male would inspect the glass as she continued to speak. There would be a calm quite between the three of them once Nova had finished speaking, though his focus was on that of the glass still held within his hands Myrddin felt the presence of the movement of another though did not bother to bring attention to it as whatever it was was moving away from them. A slight gust of wind would stir the desert forming a small cyclone of Sand between the two women and Myrddin, in the silence of words Myrddin would feel the gentle breeze across his cheek before a smile formed on his face. "There is no reason for you to apologize my lady, you are correct friends are hard to come by within the desert in these past months, and considering your company I completely understand as it is best to not take chances." gesturing to Nova while he looked at Izumi as he spoke, "and perhaps you are right, it could very well be destiny that has brought all of us here today, although to be honest I am not the head of my clan." Myrddin would stop briefly looking back in the direction of the Estate before a tear would roll down his cheek, "although my mother instilled within me from a very young age the makings of a leader so that I may take over after her." Myrddin choked up a little as he thought of his mother, however he would quickly regain his composure to continue. "I learned a lot during my time in this world but the one thing I know is that I am not the man my mother hoped that I would be and I am a leader, which is why I stepped down and allowed my younger sister to take up the mantle as the clan leader. I'm much better at following orders than giving them, and I've never been one for making the hard decisions that every leader faces." He wasn't sure why he was telling the two of them this, however he felt as though it was something he needed to say to them.

"A very long time ago my ancestors faced a similar problems to the ones that you now face, when they first arrived here in the Land of Wind they had almost nothing, however they had faith in their leader and that was enough. The land was void of life with only sand surrounding them, however they did not let anything stop them or discourage them from their task. It was not an easy task to undertake, however United together under the singular goal and though they did not see the fruit that their labor bore, it is a fruit that still blesses my family to this day. We now have shelter, clean water, fields to farm and livestock to provide for us all because of the efforts of a few that would not be diswayed from their goal. My family came from nothing but now our name has become a name with meaning of power and wealth, where just a mention of our name would cause every merchant in the village raised their prices. Of course we never went to look at the weaponry or the armor as they could never compare to the Craftsmanship of the Kozai's blacksmiths. My family holds many alliances with many of the minor countries across the continent as well as some of the major villages, but none were as strong as the one we held with Sunagakure. In part because my grandfather fell in love with a former Kazekage, but also because we were in close proximity to each other and we could provide goods for a lower price than those that were further away. Now we are even closer and with the discovery of this new found resource, I am sure the blacksmiths within the estate could help in working it into weapons or even armor if you desire. Though I no longer speak for my clan I am certain my sister will send any assistance that the estate can afford whether it is workers, food, water, money or ships." The male would stop as a smile formed on his face at the thought of his sister, "My sister is young but she is wise beyond her years, the true vision in which my mother saw for the future of our clan, and it is the main reason I entrusted her to lead the clan in my stead."

"The two of you have come a long way from the young Genin I watched in the chūnin exams of Kumogakure, I was impressed with your skills then but even more so in your skills now. I have heard of the work both of you have done and plan to do for our country from others who you have helped or inspired. The whole time he had been speaking he had been looking at both of the women that stood before him, but now he turned his focus on Izumi as he spoke, "perhaps it was destiny that we met, for this place to be chosen as the new home of Sunagakure of all places along the coast of the sea or within the sea of Sand. This place so close to my home was chosen." The male would then look back to Nova, "You have laid down the foundation of a village and you have earned the trust of those you wish to lead, a quality I have seen in no other. You have a plan to not only provide your people, but to lead them into a new Dawn with the glass from the ashes of our past. Like a pheonix rising from it's ashes, we return stronger than ever before. You inspired me when you were nothing more than a Genin having never met you nor stood in your presence and now you inspire me even more now." At these words the male would activate a seal from within his cloak calling forth Devorakos, the massive zanbatō of the Kozai clan appearing in his right hand. The male would spin it in his palm above his head as if it were as light as air, before striking it into the sand at his feet on the right side of him and then kneeling beside it. "This is Devorakos, it was the blade of my Ancestor, it's said that with this blade he carved out the land that is now our estate blowing away all the obscurities of the sand and revealing the strong foundation beneath it. It has served my family ever since and has been held by the protector of the Kozai for generations. I now offer it and myself to your services, to use as you see fit in your affairs. You may use us as the hand of protection for the Land of Wind, or as the hand of Destruction for any enemy you name. Simply give us a name and they will trouble you no longer." As he swore this oath he would look straight into the eye's of Nova, however then with a bow of his head lowering his view away from the two women and to the sand he would add. "My Lady, Kazekage"

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Izumi could hear Nova’s heartbeat quicken showing her stress and frustration, she didn’t do well under rapid fire questioning. Izumi’s right hand slid its fingers through Nova’s and fav e her hand a squeeze trying to bring a sense of calm back to her. The touch of Nova’s soft hands were something she hadn’t realized she’d missed so much maybe she’d take a few weeks off to relive those first few nights in the Mist Village. Izumi could admit to herself that she needed and deserved a break, her web was spreading and the Sand’s hadn’t been safer in decades thanks to the patrols she organized and led. The banditry that had plagued them for years had been largely eliminated thanks to fear of the “Sand Witch” and her own attempt at omniscience. Word had spread fast about how she could stop multiple attacks across the country somehow almost simultaneously. They had no clue how she managed and knew if they wanted to live long they’d be best to never find out. In short Izumi could afford a break to shave some much needed relationship time with the Kazekage. Nova’s heartbeat returned to normal but Izumi’s hand remained, it was too long missed to give up so easily. Nova began to talk about the land she’d chosen and of the makings of a home. It was without a doubt possible for them to make this village anew and how they’d be easily sustained by both the fertile land and the sea. Izumi had missed the fish from Kirigakure that was about all she missed from her time in the Mist. Looking back it was a much better life in some ways, it was peaceful and simple. Back then there was much more time for her and Nova to just be young and in love together now their lives were far from simple. It was theirs to rule, to lead, to carry the burden of their people. In truth the prospect terrified Izumi, she was not that person she was a war hero not a leader. Even if Izumi was the leader people would want, Nova was the one they deserved. She was kind, she was just, and she was intelligent. Izumi was vengeful, she was cruel, but in the least they shared the quality of intelligence.

Nova went on to talk about the allies they’ve made and about the atrocities committed by the Cloud Village. Nova herself had helped Izumi in the fight against the Yellow Menace that had plagued their sands. Through this Nova and Izumi became acquainted with a certain sealer who’s name and acts were shrouded in mystery and legend. Yosei, who returned from Naraka, was Izumi’s mentor and was the shadowy shield that guarded their budding home. Neither Izumi nor Nova were like to share this information with a relative stranger though. Even if this Myrddin of the Kozai was who he claimed Izumi was not the trusting type. Nova continued to speak about the involvement of some of the other villages, in fact surprisingly the only village that Izumi could say she supported during this time was that of Harichimo’s Stone Village who was the benefactor of many contracts she’d accepted that involved attacking the Yellow God’s Immortals directly. Nova said something Izumi fully agreed with, the other villages were not to be trusted. This new Hokage was more troublesome than the last, but admittedly it was exactly what Izumi wanted. Konoha was on the warpath with anyone and everyone since the death of their former leader. The Mist Village was in chaos with the disappearance of Ayakashi, the Cloud found itself in relative upheaval with the death of the former Raikage, Hastur Miyamoto. The Stone Village was silent as far as Izumi knew, which was troubling in its own way.

Nova’s speech had come prepared with visual aids, Nova pulled her hand free of Izumi’s to take out a velvet pouch of sorts filled with the razor sharp glass that Mitsuo had left behind in much of the ruins of their incinerated home. It was a despicable act of wanton destruction that had taken their home. Izumi had become a force of Izanami herself as a result of it. Blessed Raijin had granted her his power to become a scourge upon the Sands for all who would see it worse. True Yosei had taught her this power but she couldn’t help but feel her patron god’s guiding winds had helped her along. Nova had plans to sell the glass marketed as sharper than steel for blades. Izumi liked the idea of using a piece of her home to drain the sanguine river of life from its enemy’s veins. Nova made a move for flattery before ending her speech on a strong note, by now Izumi had relaxed as well no longer looking like she was ready to throttle Myrddin at any given moment. Old habits died hard after all, she was making a conscious effort to look relaxed rather than a predator on a leash. Izumi stayed silent still while Myrddin began his response to Nova, his reply to Izumi having been a smile and words of forgiveness for her tense manner. It seems the man before her had an enormous ego, it took much of Izumi’’s willpower to not roll her eyes or show other visible signs of annoyance. Instead she smiled kindly and zoned out, she heard his words but didn’t really register them fully. Making no note or plan to reply to what he said about his sister being a princess or whatever, and about how his family was old and storied the woman continued to smile and nod until he said something that caught her attention. Evidently this Myrddin had remembered them from the Exams in the Cloud Village. This was odd considering Izumi didn’t remember him and was sure she had no note of him in her cherished tome written in her own hand. He said he was impressed with them then and even more so now, a praise that was unexpected enough to draw a true smile out of the blonde woman. Evidently he had followed their progress somewhat before and he was even so bold to say he inspired her. Izumi was somewhat suspicious at this, why exactly was he in the Cloud Village so soon after the destruction of the Sand Village. If he was who he claimed to be what reason did he have to be there? When he drew the massive blade Izumi drew a kunai in a near instant reaction. Izumi positioned herself in front of her lover and readied to throw the weapon at Myrddin, when he began speaking Izumi turned bright red with embarrassment she was ready to kill a man who was doing nothing more than show and tell. Izumi waited for him to finish his monologue in which he pledged eternal support for Nova as Kazekage. Izumi’s cheeks were still flush as she spoke up, “I- I’m uhh gonna just go sit over there and think about how much I want to die right now.” Wanting to die of embarrassment Izumi found a nearby newly created windowsill and sat in it burying her face in her knees nearly crying in shame.

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“And I will ensure you have shelter, food, and drink whenever you need it, and I would ask you to do nothing that I myself would not be willing to do. I gratefully accept your offer and accept with honor that you would offer it.”

Myrddin would slowly raise his head at the Kazekage's words to see her bowing, something that was unexpected to say the least however it seemed to give more meaning to her words. Most leaders would not so much bow even their head to a subject, however seeing the woman bow to him made the male believe that she was true to her words unlike other leaders. Izumi would say something that made the male believe he had said or did something to offend her before she ran off, it wasn't until Nova offered the male her hand that Myrddin realized that he was still knelt down. Rising to his feet as Nova took his left hand in both of hers, she spoke of making Sunagakure safe once more before stepping back. "For now we must spread the word. Here I will build the skeleton of a village, when people arrive I will provide supplies for them to turn these buildings into true homes. I would like to speak with you again... though I seem to have another matter to attend to for the moment. We shall make arrangements for that?”

"As you will my Kazekage. I shall return to the estate to speak with my sister, and begin preparations I shall return once everything is ready." With those words the blonde male would grab Devorakos from the sand spinning it once again before placing it upon his back, held by chakra it stayed where he placed it upon his back. The male would then turn to take his leave as he ascended into the air he would turn back to Nova, "I shall not fail you, Lady Kazekage." And then just as he had arrived he would leave upon the wind, leaving no trail or indication that would allow him to be followed as he made his way back towards the Kozai Estate. His journey would not take him long, however as he walked upon the air his thoughts of the rebuilding of the village hidden in the sand and of the future lead by Nova brought joy to his heart.

As the male drew closer to the estate a shadow cast itself across the sand as fare as the male could see, looking up towards the sun the male saw the glowing outline of a massive bird the likes of which the male had never seen. At first the male thought it to be something of dread, however the more he stared upon it the more he felt a feeling of hope. Perhaps it was as he told the Kazekage, like a pheonix rising from it's ashes Sunagakure would rise again. The shadow of the bird still blanketed the land of wind when Myrddin arrived at the gate to the estate. Myrddin could already hear the murmuring of those within the estate walls as the gate began to open, as he stepped through the gate the other Kozai had gathered around the center courtyard almost like they had been there since he had left. Aurora stood in the center of the crowd looking up at the sun eclipsing bird that covered the land with it's shadow, a smile formed on the blonde's face to see Kensi standing right next to her. When she looked down and saw Myrddin approaching she would run down the gentle slope of the walk way to him, "brother, what does this mean? Is it the end like Azulon said was coming?" Myrddin would smile widely at his younger sister, though she was wise she still did not yet know all of their uncle's traitorous actions nor that he had lied too all of the Kozai from the very beginning. "No it is not the end Aurora, it means that we have a lot that we need to talk about. But not here, for now we need to ensure everyone that everything is going to be ok, once we get to the manor we will discuss everything that has happened." Myrddin said as he brushed a lock of his sister's hair from her face with a smile before looking to Kensi, "Tell everyone that everything will be ok, Sunagakure is returning. I must speak with my sister about everything that has transpired," without a word Kensi would nod and leave the two as he went to corral the crowd with the other guards. Aurora would look at her brother with a look of shock on her face, "is that true Raphael, Sunagakure is back?" Myrddin would chuckle slightly, "well now sister that is what we must discuss." With that he would wrap an arm around her back as the two of them began walking towards the manor and he began telling her all that had happened since he had left, of him finding the new Kazekage and her Paramour rebuilding the village not far from their home, of the possibility that the village could even stretch to where they were, of the plans the new Kazekage, and finally what her part in all of this would be if she chose to lead the Kozai down this path.

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905/5050

50% WC Reduction on all Training
20% from Ranking up to B-Rank (single thread; Subject: Jutsu)
10% affinity to Ninjutsu
10% affinity to Fūton

Learning FTG {Restricted Tech} from Izumi (Total reduction: 70%) -2700
Learning audience aubade{Rasengan variant} S-Rank (Total reduction: 90%) -500
Learning symphonic Wreakage{Rasengan variant} S-Rank (total reduction: 90%) -500
Learning prelude to destruction S-Rank (Total reduction:90%) -250
Learning kaioken S-Rank (Total reduction: 80%) -500
Learning Upon the air A-Rank (Total reduction: 90%) -200
Learning chakra tendrils A-Rank (total reduction: 80%) -400
Total WC used:5050

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