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walked alongside the trail, his companion Yangus peeking out of the side pocket of his tunic, sweat dripping from his head. His bandana is only mildly soaked, alongside the rest of his clothes, as he mostly moved throughout whatever shadows appeared, and otherwise mostly moved at night towards the Land of Fangs, mostly to look for more odd jobs. A new peace has recently developed in this continent, with Konoha surviving regardless of his personal failures in defending both his pride and village. Thus he has left, full knowing that Agnes may very well be superior to his own capacities, as well as becoming more knowledgeable. He was swiftly becoming a relic, one of the last of the villagers of Azai still holding allegiance to the long-gone Daimyo family, the old rulers of the Sarutobi clan. He knew that the only other Sarutobi to still remember Azai was Ragnar, his old teacher before Pein and Aigis taught him. He wished to ask him some questions about what happened when Medea and Trode both died in the fires that consumed Azai... but that all depends upon him actually being in the Land of Fangs first most. Thus does Guv head northward, following a road that connects the capitals of Sunagakure and the Land of Fang, when such roads were still defendable for Suna and Fang.*
*Yangus chirps a little bit, several minutes having past, as it hears a strumming noise somewhere off the trail. It climbs up to Guv's left shoulder, and nudges Guv's left ear, its ears now in full attention of the sound. Guv, having until then be lost in his thoughts, blinks vibrantly for a few moments, a shocked expression on his face. Clearly there was a noise, but from where? The visibility is somewhat blocked because of the vibrant sunlight, damn his idea to travel at this time of day, and thus does he block it out by guarding it out with the top of his right hand, forming a visor with it. He glances to his right, and then left, before noticing the back of a girl strumming some instrument repetitively, repeating the same particular sound in a consistent pattern. Guv walked past, thinking her being a mirage, until he heard her statement... or rather her saying the same word continuously.*
"
Bored... Bored... Bored.."
What... is she doing here?
*Guv has seen some weird things in his life, five people with odd eyes floating on a boat, giant enemy crabs with glowing weak spots, a girl he swore wasn't entirely human, another girl who would summon enormous electrical storms from her hands, but never a girl who voluntarily sat down in a desert talking about them being bored... Guv scratched the back of his head, what was her game? She couldn't be a thief, or else she was an extremely poor one, probably in both wealth and spirit. No, she was literally sitting in the sand, bored out of her mind.*
Best not to question these things... but still, she's out here.
*Guv thus, perhaps against his better judgment, approached the girl, tapping on her right shoulder, carefully noting that apparently she was sweating cats and dogs.*
"
Um, pardon me. May I ask whether or not you need any water or provisions? There's a small town up ahead, Orles, that may have them. Or are you here for something else?"
