It had been a while since Yamamoto had been out in the Ninja World since joining the ranks of Kirigakure. It was a solitary lifestyle he lived, after the "golden years" were over for him. Regardless of his age, Yamamoto kept in great shape with his time in the village. He had stayed within the village long enough, and he figured that it was time to view the world as he did when he was younger. He had heard great stories of a Tavern on Ancarath, so he made it his first stop on his reemergence into the Ninja World. Leaving his home with a cloak that covers his head and a bag filled with random necessities. Before leaving the gates, Yamamoto comes across a note of sorts with a list of names and faces familiar to him with a monetary value for each name. Keeping the parchment in his cloak, Yamamoto heads to Ancarath
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Reaching the famed tavern after a long journey, Yamamoto admires the establishment before entering the tavern through the front door. He is instantly hit by a loud murmur from the people within. With his hood still covering his face, but not covering his long luxurious beard, Yamamoto takes a seat at the middle of the bar. Not saying a word, he listens and uses his peripheral vision to observe the people around him, hoping to find a familiar face.