Nibachi walked towards the looming gates of the village, his spear rested over his shoulder and a straw hat on his head pulled low to conceal his features. The man had no documentation so he wasn't sure how exactly he was going to get out. All his proper documentation and his passport had been stripped when the clan had exiled him and he had fled here for a life of solace. Now, after seeing his beloved relative suffer as much as she did, it angered him. It was time for the clan leadership to pay and passport or no passport, he wanted out of that gate. He stopped at the foot of the gates and waited to be approached mumbling to himself."This is either going to go very smoothly or turn south reallly quick." His blue cloak fluttered in the wind revealing the short dagger he had sheathed at his waist. Other than that, the man carried no other cargo with him. Sure, the guards might raise a few eyebrows here and there at his weapons for a non-shinobi but these had been with him since a kid. He was not going anywhere without them.
Nibachi leaned against the wall humming a tune as he waited, his dark pupils scanning the people as they went about their everyday buisness.Hopefully, they realize how important this is. The clan had grown lax with it's policies and the way it conducted buisness and he was going to hand out some well-taught lessons in managment. The clan head was corrupt and he had received a note from some clan insiders seeking his aid to come and simply wipe the place clean of the filth that called himself the head of the Santaru. This note, he kept pocketed in his cloak, there was no need to reveal this to the sentries. If worst came to worst, he could always bribe them but he would have to keep his temper in check. He was nkt exactly the most calmest of people The note was a last resort if the need arose.
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Nibachi leaned against the wall humming a tune as he waited, his dark pupils scanning the people as they went about their everyday buisness.Hopefully, they realize how important this is. The clan had grown lax with it's policies and the way it conducted buisness and he was going to hand out some well-taught lessons in managment. The clan head was corrupt and he had received a note from some clan insiders seeking his aid to come and simply wipe the place clean of the filth that called himself the head of the Santaru. This note, he kept pocketed in his cloak, there was no need to reveal this to the sentries. If worst came to worst, he could always bribe them but he would have to keep his temper in check. He was nkt exactly the most calmest of people The note was a last resort if the need arose.
[NPC reuqesting exit]