As the old man got up from the seat, it caused Nikodo to look around a bit. The tavern seemed as always in the deepest shade of mystery, something he needed yet to understand. Still the tavern was nearly at all times full of people read to give and receive information which could cost them their head. As the man with the beard walked forward towards the exit, he turns back and gives Nikodo the least bit of information needed to at least start this journey. The young Uzumaki didn't really care what it was all about, but since the old man went to the level of asking someone random he must have needed help desperately, help that his fellow villagers didn't give...The man's response gave Yamamoto some questions in his head. Why did he not ask why? Most men would be questioning up and down, but this guy was different. No questioning or anything. Was it that he was gullible? No the man well spoken and strong demeanor told otherwise. Maybe Yamamoto seemed like a trusting man, whatever the case, They would be heading for Rashiri as soon as possible. Standing up from his seat, Yamamoto noticed that the amount of people had gone down in the bar and aside for the last few drunks, the man and Yamamoto were the last ones inside. Moving toward the door, Yamamoto turns to the man.
We first need to find a ship that will take us there, then we will go from there. My name is Yamamoto by the way.
We first need to find a ship that will take us there, then we will go from there. My name is Yamamoto by the way.
Upon him introducing Nikodo, started following him behind slowly, he needed to go the docks to find a ship available for this area he had never seen in his life, despite how much he traveled. As the old man introduced himself, the young redhair made a small smile under the lip, while keeping his head low. He didn't say one thing until he went in front of him and extended his hand, with a huge grin in his face he returned the introduction. Glad to meet you, I am Nikodo