He had made it. The rough, hard surfaces of the Lightning Country came into view and Nibach breathed in the air. He was close but now the real challenge presented itself. His goal lay within the gates of the Hidden Cloud and from what he had heard, they were a real toughie when it came to village entry and exit protocol. What was he to do though? His proper paperwork had been left behind in the village when he had fled to Konoha as a place of refuge after the clan's exile of him. Perhaps they had still a record of it somewhere. As for now, he needed to reach the village. He stopped for a second looking around at the various landmasses that surronded him."Sure do miss being here."He wondered aloud trekkingup the hillside. As usual, the Santaru began to hum that infamous tune of his singing about peace and darkness, all the sentimental stuff to keep him inspired.
"Peace for all, darkness for all. Peace for all, darkness for all."Repeating these series of words, he continued along his path resting his spear across his shoulder blades, the tip of the blade covered by a small grey cloth with a knot tied around it with a charred brown rope. The man's black hair was a moss, sort of all over the place and his blue cloak, he wore, a symbol of pride among the clan. It was time to show those loyalists exactly what it meant to be a clansmen.
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[NPC Entering Country]
"Peace for all, darkness for all. Peace for all, darkness for all."Repeating these series of words, he continued along his path resting his spear across his shoulder blades, the tip of the blade covered by a small grey cloth with a knot tied around it with a charred brown rope. The man's black hair was a moss, sort of all over the place and his blue cloak, he wore, a symbol of pride among the clan. It was time to show those loyalists exactly what it meant to be a clansmen.
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[NPC Entering Country]