Some of these children happened to have provisions of one kind or another. While the passage of the sun was a novelty to them in all likelihood it too would have served as a marker that they were at the very least traveling in a single direction. Landmarks come and go as the horizon consumes everything, however the celestial bodies above unlike the ever-changing terrestrial bodies they are oft forced to endure were unnecessary as Kagari pulled out a compass. Compasses use the basics of magnetism to ensure that one does not get turned around when covering unfamiliar terrain. Their direction of choice assured thanks to Kagari.
The hungry murder of crows overhead circled the quartet of travelers, of shinobi hopefuls. This would... should be a desperate moment for them, unprepared and forced to face the wilds. In the past the crows themselves were the first victims of the students, their blood being a sustaining fluid, their meat to fill their shrunken bellies. Such would not be a problem yet for these travelers. Many dramatic stories of survival in the desert necessitated not only killing but also doing things that society today would deem inappropriate, disgusting or even taboo. Hopefully these children would not be reduced to drinking their own urine for survival.
Kato went over the pros and the cons of the various locales he 'saw' through his jutsu. Each had their merit, some inherent dangers. He came up with a plan of course, to venture with his crystal eye into the depths of the cavern. An eye can only see, not hear so the voices that came from the cave would be unnoticed but he would see one item of import: there were men in the cavern. Four if he counted. They were older men but 'old' was a term that was relative to only them. They were in their late 20's or early thirties, ancient in the eyes of an academy student but not even middle aged in the scope of things. They were drinking, what was yet another question they would have to discern as they were consuming something from flasks. They were jovial or so it would seem, wide-eyed and blathering on. The layers of cloth that covered their bodies made their fitness level hard to determine but it could be assumed that these men were rather capable considering they did not seem to be in distress in the desert. On the hip of two of the men was a saber, as for the other pair at this time it was unknown as to whether or not they were armed.
Meanwhile, the sun continued to bear down on the unfortunate group of Genin-hopefuls. A barrier was erected around and over the group while they made a plan. It did not change the stifling heat but it may have made the large hot sun a bit less painful. These kids were going to be returning home with the sunburn of their lives. Hmmm the winds whispered, the gentle melody of the breeze persisted. It was time to make a choice: where to go.
::What Happened?::
The hungry murder of crows overhead circled the quartet of travelers, of shinobi hopefuls. This would... should be a desperate moment for them, unprepared and forced to face the wilds. In the past the crows themselves were the first victims of the students, their blood being a sustaining fluid, their meat to fill their shrunken bellies. Such would not be a problem yet for these travelers. Many dramatic stories of survival in the desert necessitated not only killing but also doing things that society today would deem inappropriate, disgusting or even taboo. Hopefully these children would not be reduced to drinking their own urine for survival.
Kato went over the pros and the cons of the various locales he 'saw' through his jutsu. Each had their merit, some inherent dangers. He came up with a plan of course, to venture with his crystal eye into the depths of the cavern. An eye can only see, not hear so the voices that came from the cave would be unnoticed but he would see one item of import: there were men in the cavern. Four if he counted. They were older men but 'old' was a term that was relative to only them. They were in their late 20's or early thirties, ancient in the eyes of an academy student but not even middle aged in the scope of things. They were drinking, what was yet another question they would have to discern as they were consuming something from flasks. They were jovial or so it would seem, wide-eyed and blathering on. The layers of cloth that covered their bodies made their fitness level hard to determine but it could be assumed that these men were rather capable considering they did not seem to be in distress in the desert. On the hip of two of the men was a saber, as for the other pair at this time it was unknown as to whether or not they were armed.
Meanwhile, the sun continued to bear down on the unfortunate group of Genin-hopefuls. A barrier was erected around and over the group while they made a plan. It did not change the stifling heat but it may have made the large hot sun a bit less painful. These kids were going to be returning home with the sunburn of their lives. Hmmm the winds whispered, the gentle melody of the breeze persisted. It was time to make a choice: where to go.
::What Happened?::
- Kagari has a compass.
- Noroi has food and is sharing it.
- Kato is maintaining crystal eye, looking into the cave. He sees men in there.
- A barrier is erected to protect them from the elements.
- The player temperature is 99.5 degrees F, slightly reduced from the 100 degrees it would have otherwise been due to the barrier.
Hewey
Dewey
Lewey
The assuredly oldest among the cell of adventurers reasoned. While that might have been true, to these men a group of children seemed hardly like a threat. From the darkness a trio of men amerged. not the most hygienic of men, it was likely they could smell them before they could see them. Obviously inebriated, one of the men staggered forward.