Burnt and shredded into near tatters, Ren's once elaborate outfit fluttered in the hot wind of Wind Country as he approached the main gate of the village. He did not immediately see anyone performing guard duty, but he doubted that the location truly was left unguarded. He paused in front of the structure, looking up as he called out, "Sunagakure shinobi Ren. Requesting entrance through the village gates." His words were loud, but they lacked any sort of emphasis or emergency. Despite the damage do his body, which included missing his left arm at the shoulder, he did not look to be in any specific hurry to reenter the village.
The mission had gone smoothly at first, and what was planned to be a week of annoyances and many hours of walking and riding had turned into quite the ordeal. The priest had been delivered, with the addition of a few broken bones, but Ren had made the delivery safely and had only lost one of his arms in the process. Standing nearly motionlessly at the gate, he waited for a minute before repeating the same message once again, continuing to repeat this for the next fifteen minutes if necessary, each with no more sense of urgency than the last.
[Requesting Entrance]
The mission had gone smoothly at first, and what was planned to be a week of annoyances and many hours of walking and riding had turned into quite the ordeal. The priest had been delivered, with the addition of a few broken bones, but Ren had made the delivery safely and had only lost one of his arms in the process. Standing nearly motionlessly at the gate, he waited for a minute before repeating the same message once again, continuing to repeat this for the next fifteen minutes if necessary, each with no more sense of urgency than the last.
[Requesting Entrance]