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The busy activity in the marketplace would continue unabated, even as the sky momentarily darkened. But no figure would appear. Rather, Ryuu would begin to hear whispers in his own head - certainly a strange occurrence for him. "The youngest Champion of the Sunlit Forge in over 1,200 years. What you hold is Our gift to you; it is a core, the core of a weapon. But it is powerless now. Its beauty emptied, quite literally. If you seek a higher purpose, something much greater than yourself or others, then power the weapon core." The voice dissipated and the sky returned to its normal color. It was as if nothing had happened.
Ryuu looked around quickly as the sky darkened and as voices started to appear in his own head, as if he could somehow find the source of it here. However, he saw no one, and noticed that no one else even seemed to be affected by it. Quickly checking his chakra system, he found that he was not in an illusion. This stone really must have some powers then, if this was happening to him. Listening carefully to the words, the boy wondered what this Sunlit Forge was. What was he getting himself into? Maybe it was better to back out while he still could, but his curiosity evidently got the better of him. He wanted to see just how far he could go with this.

Looking around for any more clues, Ryuu noticed that there was another sign that he had previously missed. It wrote the following, and it was also signed by the same person that had signed the previous one. This had to be it.

“What you hold is nothing less than a gift from Us. But it is powerless. A husk of something once so bright and dark. It must be powered. In order to do this, you must undertake Our arduous task. Seek out the blood of the guilty, one hundred offerings should suffice. Then purify its essence in the tears of an innocent soul, unharmed by you."
Bright and dark at the same time... For a while, the boy wondered what the blood of the guilty meant. He had no intentions of killing anyone, and he was sure that this mission would not require one to kill either. There had to be something else. And only of the guilty. Ryuu had a moment of epiphany then. Aha, there was only one place where a large number of guilty people were sure to be! And with a bit of luck, there may also be some innocents there who were falsely accused. Pleased with his deduction skills, the Hyūga set off, returning pretty much the same way that he came from.

Chakra: 1505 - 5 = 1500

~Leaving landmark
 
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Beginning a mission with the following storyboard element:
  • Gather second-hand information about Red Fever (1)
Summary: A second strain of red fever has started to spread, thanks to the events transpiring between famed shinobi and the cursed Goddess, Tiamat. Seishirō, being somewhat out of the loop, learns about the events that unfolded through a secondhand account of one of the locals.



The winds seemingly brought Seishirō to this impressive city of Aridakumo; the bustling atmosphere left him astonished with how busy everyone would be. He presented a look on his face that intertwined confusion and shock as he watched merchants peddling their wares. He didn't want to get caught up in the farce of a busy marketplace, he didn't have any money. It wouldn't stop them, however. It was loud and daunting; the calls from stalls promoting wares like freshly caught fish over the border from the Fire Country, or nearby oasis water for those who wanted a real treat. He couldn't help but stand there, like a lost puppy, not even knowing where to begin his journey. His eyes gazed around the populated marketplace, for anything that could be of some use to him. Walking along the streets, he peered into shops aimed more at basic needs; a weapons shop, offering sales on kunai shuriken, and a local produce store selling melons in bulk. However, one store in particular took his interest: a small bar. Maybe it was the pungent smell of alcohol that felt rather intoxicating to the man, or that it appeared run-down with a sign that spelled "Hangura", almost about to break from the entrance.

Seishirō hesitated for a moment, placing his hand on the door's handle before sliding it open. Going to a simple, run-down bar shouldn't give him even the slightest tinge of anxiety, but for some reason it did. Maybe the hesitation came from having to talk to someone he was unfamiliar with. With the sliding door open, he noticed but a lone figure standing behind the bar, tall and somewhat robust. "S-sorry, is this place open?" He said rather meekly.

"Well well, it's quite rare we get new customers these days." The voice resonated in response to his. A female voice, deep and husky, befitting of someone of her stature. She turned around to face Seishirō, cleaning a beer glass. Almost immediately after, she gestured for the man to come in. "Close the door behind you, right sweethart," she mused. What was most noticeable about this woman was her sun-touched skin with fair freckles on her cheeks and deep red hair that fell down past her shoulders. She defintiely looked the part of the bartender.

"If you'll excuse me," Seishirō replied, before pulling up a seat at the bar. The unsettled dust showing its inactivity was evident from the chair grinding along the floorboards. His back was hunched over slightly, looking down at the table in front of him, in an attempt to avoid any sort of eye contact with the mistress.

"What'll it be for today, hun? We got a new stock of shōchū in just yesterday if you're beggin' to try it." She said, with an enthusiastic tone.

"Sure, sounds great," he replied, voice dragging on for a slight moment. Seishirō's gaze peered around the bar. The atmosphere was cold and insipid, which was to be expected of a place that appeared run-down from the outside. However, not even Seishirō would have thought the place would be completely empty. It seemed as if he was the only patron in the bar at the time, maybe that made things easier. He turned back to the bartender, pouring his small cup of alcohol. "I would have thought there'd be more people." He said, briefly letting out a loose laugh.

"Oh? No way, we haven't had many a customer since y'know, the fever started spreadin'." The woman stated matter-of-factly, before passing him his drink. "Let alone any new customers like you, hun."

Seishirō clearly expressed confusion; he raised an eyebrow at that one word. "Fever? You mean people are getting sick?"

"Oh sweethart, you don't know about the Red Fever? Just how clueless are you anyway?" She replied with a stern tone. "People've been gettin' awful sick lately, can barely move and all. Supposed to be super contagious too." She paused with a glare towards Seishirō; he froze before taking a sip of his drink.

"I--" he was lost for words.

"Oh, but don't worry about it hun, I'm sure you're fine!" The woman said with a jovial tone. "I mean, you look fine, otherwise I wouldn't have let you in here." Seishirō let out a sigh of relief, followed by a nervous laugh; scared for that one moment he may have succumbed to the unknown disease, somehow.

"So, what's this red fever like anyway? Sounds awful if you get it." Seishirō questioned, taking yet another sip.

"Well, hun," she started, "from what I've heard, you get real sick and can't leave bed at all."

"They're just bedridden?"

"Not only that, but it's supposed to be real contagious too. Heard about this guy who brushed against someone in Fire Country, and a week later he broke into some kinda fever." This woman seemed to know a lot about this disease, as expected of someone who worked in such a hospitable environment. "I also heard in the worst cases, people's skin turns all red." That was it, her diagnosis of sorts regarding the red fever. It really seemed to be a commonplace thing in the world, so long as people didn't have the worst case, they were fine for the most part.

"So, I just need to watch out for these worst cases." Seishirō said. He would have felt all confused by everything that happened, but having something of a recollection in regards to what may happen in the future was always a good tool for anyone to have. With said knowledge, the man's curiousity was piqued even further. "I wonder how this all happened anyway..." His voice trailed off. As if it were instinct, he grabbed a packet of smokes from his pocket, pulling a cigarette before almost lighting it. "--ah, you don't mind if I smoke in here, do you?" He questioned.

"Not at all, hun." She responded, ushering over a small ashtray from across the bar. His cigarette was lit with the meandering flame from his lighter before releasing a puff of smoke. The taste of the tobacco was cathartic to his senses; it really helped his mind to put things into perspective. "I dunno much about what happened, but I heard there was a massive fight between some primal god or somethin'? Sounds like garbage to me." The woman mused.

"Don't underestimate the creed of shinobi." Seishirō replied sternly, almost as if he was defensive about what the woman said. Of course, ninja were known for having created near impossible feats, fighting some kind of elder being seemed to have some grounds in realism. It would certainly explain how some unknown fever spread around the world so fast. Though it was likely the mentions of gods and primals that deterred most people's thoughts.

She reached below the bar, before grabbing a map she laid out on the bench next to the ashtray. "If you look here, we know something happened about... here." She said, pointing towards an area strictly north of the eastern continent of Tobusekai.

"Hokubu Ocean." Seishirō said, unphased.

"Pretty far from here right? That's why Hangura's allowed to be open, most other places are closed thanks to the red fever. Don't think anyone here's gettin' a bad case anytime soon!" The woman let out a nervous, yet hearty laugh.

Seishirō sighed, thinking about what all of this meant. A mass breakout of what people called Red Fever, seemingly it was a common occurence and a lot of people seemed to have it, and severe cases turned the skin to a red pigmentation and completely weakened to a bedridden state. He inhhaled another breath of smoke, followed with a sigh.

"So," the woman paused before continuing on with her line of thought, "what's your plan now, sweethart?" In truth, Seishirō had no idea what he planned to do next. Of course, he had a general idea of what he should do, he was a shinobi and they all had reason for their existence. Take on some kind of bounty job, perform some kind of mission, save the world, or anything. In any case, the man had decided on one goal to pursue before taking massive leaps of faith.

"Hm, think I'm going to head home for the time being." Seishirō replied. "Northwest from here, to Fenchuch."

The bartender interjected almost instantly. "Ah, if you're plannin' on headin' up that way, you're better off goin' this way." She placed her finger on the map, lining a track amongst the borders of Fire Country to the appointed destination. "There's towns and vegetation that way, so you might feel safer."

"Got it, thanks." Seishirō finished his drink and left some money on the counter. He stood up, smoke in hand and proceeded to leave the building. He bowed beforehand, a common courtesy for the service provided. A faint smile escaped his lips, he wanted to come back to Hangura some time. Whether it was the atmosphere the place had, or the quaint company they kept; it made the man feel relaxed. He shut the door behind him, and with a deep breath, he was ready to depart. He peered along the lines of shops and merchants once more, still as crowded as ever, even under the basking heat from the sun. Nevertheless, his journey was beginning; Seishirō proceeded to the north, headed towards the place known as Kucho. Supposedly it was a quaint country area with limited vegetation and abundant in livestock, a nice place for avoiding any kind of conflict or danger, but most importantly, lead a direct path to his destination.




End mission.

Travel Itinerary: #062 Aridakumo, #059 Kucho, #058 Daoshin, #082 Tuareg, #083 Lower Barrens, #084 Fenchuch

#062: 10:55am - 11:55am
#059: 11:55am - 12:55pm
#058: 12:55pm - 1:55pm
#082: 1:55pm - 2:55pm
#083: 2:55pm - 3:55pm

Arriving at #084 Fenchuch at 3:55pm EST
 
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This post marks the beginning of my mission using these storyboard elements:
- Cure yourself of the Red Fever (1)

Summary: Kōtetsu acquires the cure to the red fever.


The Inuzuka hated sand. The way it came apart at his feet made him uneasy, and he especially disliked how it got into every crevice of his body. Nonetheless, the trip to the city of sand was one that he needed to take. His time in the Dark Tower had proven fruitless in regards to his search for the cure to the red fever, but fortunately, one had been mass-produced and released to the public.

That was the goal that brought him to this marketplace. This fever had sapped him of his strength for months on end, but he still forced himself to make the journey to the east. His people needed him. They needed the strength he once possessed in order to ensure their survival in these chaotic times. Kotetsu could feel something in his bones. It made his hair stand on end. Something dangerous was coming, but he didn't know when or what it would be.

He pushed the thought from his mind. it was useless to worry about it now when he could barely stand hold himself upright. He staggered through the crowded market, drawing glances form the local population due to the three white tails that sprouted from his lower back. He was used to the uncomfortable glares of humans now, and it worked to his benefit that they moved away from him as he walked through the marketplace. The Inuzuka made use of his enhanced senses to find his way. Even though it was loud, he could make out bits and pieces of conversation. Medicine......Red Fever.....Cure...

It was by following these voices that he found himself in a dark corner of the market and facing a hooded man. COLOR=rgb(184, 49, 47)]“The Red Fever Cure....You have it, yes?”[/COLOR] He asked the man before him, who looked him over with distain on his face. Kotetsu could feel the animosity radiating from this man, but decided to ignore it. He had little time to spare on third rate thugs. The shady merchant slowly raised three finger, to which the Inuzuka nodded before removing some coinpurse from within his armor and throwing it to the man.

The merchan turned around for a moment and rummaged through his wares before presenting a bottle filled with a peculiar liquid. Kotetsu took it, popped the bottle oper, and smelt it. It wasn't any poisong he'd ever smelt, and if it was then he'd just make use of his medical skills to deal with the aftermath. Without missing a beat he reared his head back and gulped down the content of the bottle. The effect wasn't instatanious, but he could already feel his symptoms alleviating. The muggy feeling and the bad smell that terminated form his body began to significantly lessen. Finally. He was cured.

-Leaving Landmark-


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Arthur continued on his way.. He was misguided.. It wasnt a neighboring landmark but one close.. IT was evident that there was a mysterious storm in one of the landmark.. So he was off to check it out before he left for Tsumi. Making sure to send a letter to his clansmen on his whereabouts.

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This post marks the beginning of my mission using these storyboard elements:

- Procure the cure for your clan (1) [Custom Clan Mission]

Summary: After curing himself and testing his strength against Kulullu, the Beast of Sealing, Kōtetsu returns to Aridakumo in order to source enough of the cure for the members of his clan.

Coming from: Idaisuchi (063)

My second visit to Aridakumo was as unpleasant as my first, and knowing that I had to once again deal with the shady merchant did little to lighten my mood. To make matters even worse, the Wanderer's Armor I had worn into the tower had seemingly disintegrated, leaving me feeling naked and expised as the prying eyes of the people in the marketplace fell upon me. I was irritated. At the ronin who had cheated me, at the merchant who has sold me a cure for the Red Fever when it was actually free, and at myself for becoming dependent on the armor that the Ronin had granted me in the first place.

Channeling chakra to my nose, I enhanced my sense of smell to find the merchant. I had made sure to memorize his scent the first time we met, so now I had no trouble finding him. I effortlessly maneuvered through the crowd to a dark corner of the market, and took one glance at the lowlives that populated the area. I could immediately tell that they were scum. I spotted the crooked merchant before he saw me, and instead of calling out to him I performed a single hand seal and focused chakra beneath him to produce four shackles that shot up from the ground behind him. Each shackle clasped around a single limb, and upon clapping my hands they forcefully pulled him to his knees with his arms twisted painfully behind him.

(Kōton: Kase) Steel Release: Shackles
Rank: C
Type: Offensive/Supplementary
Range: Short-Mid
Chakra Cost: 15
Damage Points: 30
Description: The user does 2 handseals (Bird+Ram) focusing chakra beneath the opponent, shaping the ground into several (up to 5) shackles that shoot up to grab the enemy. The shackles are linked to chains that remain connected to the ground. Once they grab the opponent, the user can clap his hands, forcefully pulling the shackles and chains to the ground, effectively pinning the opponent to the ground, restrained by the steel chains.
“Did you really think you could cheat me, merchant?” I asked as an eerie grin spread across my face. “I allowed you to keep your worthless life due to the simple fact that I had no time to waste on you, but I have time now.”

I reached into the pouch on my side and emerged with a single kunai as I approached him. I could smell his fear as I pressed the steel blade against his throat. These humans...They were truly beyond saving. His attempt to profit from the cure that was released freely to the people made my blood boil. From the corner of my eye, I could see his lackeys shift, as if getting ready to attack me. Before they could even move I exerted chakra from all over my body that took on a crimson hue around me. It appeared as if the air surrounding me became distorted, and though it was mostly meant to intimidate the thugs and showcase the strength I possessed, almost everyone in the area felt the pressure from my power being released.

(Ninjutsu: oshi kokuou) Ninja Art: Pressure Of A King
Type: Supplementary
Rank: E - S (B)
Range: Short - Long
Chakra: 5 - 40 (20)
Damage: N/a
Description: This technique is used as another form of intimidation, by showcasing the amount of chakra the user currently wields/posses. The user will exert chakra from all over their body releasing their chakra causing it to take on a transparent hue but visible to the eye. Resembling a distortion in the air. This chakra due to it being very powerful becomes very dense, meaning others though it's not offensive, can feel it. As if their body got slightly heavier than normal. Depending on how much chakra is released, depends on how far the chakra can be felt from a distance.
Note: This jutsu is mainly for rping purposes but the effects of S rank can stun a chunin and genin
Note: The S rank can only be used twice
Note: A-S rank reaches up to long range C-B reaches up to mid range E-D Short range
Note: This is offensive in no way at all. This jutsu though it makes the opponent feel slightly heavier its for cosmetic purposes and does not effect the speed what so ever
Not just the thugs, but even regular people through the marketplace felt the suffocating weight of my might. The men who were readying to attack me froze in place out of fear, and the rank smell of the merchant pissing himself rose to my nose. Disgusting. It always amused me when villains got their just desserts, but I’d had my fill of the shady merchant.

“Here’s what's going to happen,” I began as I gently pulled the kunai across his skin, just light enough to barely draw blood. “I’ll be taking all of the Red Fever cure in your possession, and you’re going to piss off. If I find you in this, or any marketplace in the future, you’ll wish you were dead.”

The merchant’s entire body shuddered as the words left my lips. His spirit was broken, and I knew that he’d live the rest of his days in fear. A fitting punishment for a human as despicable as him. I snapped my fingers to release the shackles and free him and watched as he went about gathering all the cures in his possession. As he placed them into a sack, the amount easily surpassed what I needed to cure the member of my clan.

He was hoarding much more than I realized, and for a moment I thought of killing him then and there but decided against it. By the time he handed the full sack to me his face was ghostly white and his breath ragged. Taking the bag, I heaved it over my shoulder and made my way out of the market without giving him so much as another look.

-Leaving Landmark-

Travel Itinerary: #062-> #060 -> #005 -> #055 -> #048 -> #42 -> #041
Departing #062 Aridakumo at 11:30 PM(10/21/20)
#060: 12:30 AM - 01:30 AM
#005: 1:30 AM - 2:30 AM
#055: 2:30 AM - 3:30 AM
#048: 3:30 AM - 4:30 AM
#042: 4:30 AM - 5:30 AM
Arriving at #041 Zhouhua at 6:30 AM (10/22/20)


Mission Completed​
 
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