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[Toraono Kuro]

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OOC: Reviving Topic to close out and have another visitor meet Sarunishi and to apologize for all the waiting and posturing due to RL matters cluttering everyone's time to RP. I must apologize to you Sarunishi as this topic's conclusion is long overdue. Hopefully another Sennin or the Steward Kazekage can join us soon.

Kyojin Kuro entered the main foyer with another tall warrior in tow, It was obvious they had been in a bit of a skirmish and from the cinnamon tang scent that filled the air as they entered it was easy to guess they had run across Sandwyrms. After dusting himself off and checking his companion over for injuries Kyojin Kuro would invite Gurochi to announce himself and introduce him to Lord Sarunishi the living relic and his trainee Nah-Iya along with Lord Toraono Kuro. Kyojin Kuro acted perfectly as if he were simply another warrior of the Toraono Clan in the presence of guests and non immediate family.

 

[Noke Gurochi]

Gurochi entered the building with Kuro, who brought him to one of the many rooms he saw while walking there. Upon entering, Kuro invited him to introduce himself to the others.
”I am Noke Gurochi, swordsman of the deceased Noke clan. I am pleased to meet you both.” Gurochi bowed to them as a sign of respect and stood back up. ”I owe your friend Kuro my life. He saved me from a foolish venture into sandwyrm territory.” He took a deep breath, finally having a moment of peace. That’s when his chakra, or rather what remained of it, spiked sharply. I-Impossible! Here? Gurochi’s chakra returned to normal as he surveyed the room. He was looking for the cause of his chakra spike, which was brought upon by sensing a demon. Someone in this room was either part-demon or had one inside them and that worried him.
For as far back as the Noke clan had lived they had been legendary demon hunters, defeating those spiritual beasts with special jutsu and sword techniques. Unfortunately, Gurochi’s father did not live long enough to teach Gurochi those skills. But Gurochi had inherited his clan’s innate ability to sense supernatural beings, thought it was not refined. Just one more thing Gurochi needed to work on.

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((OOC: Again, I’m incredibly sorry about the wait. Usually I’m better at remembering stuff like this but with midterms I had so much studying to do that Ninpocho just totally skipped my mind.
Also, I remember one of your characters being a demon or something so that’s why I put in Gurochi’s demon sense. If I am mistaken then please let me know so that I can change it.))

 

[Takahashi Matsu]

[I understand if this topic was considered dead, given, well a couple of months of inactivity.]

"They were not as delicious as one might have thought they were. I was lead to believe otherwise..."</COLOR><i></i>

Sarunishi's mere presence, aside from being a hulking monster made of seeming obsidian, was enough to cause one's eyes to itch and burn. Skin would get hot. Temperatures would simply rise. His entire form was comprised of immense heat like that of a volatile volcano contained in a mortal shell. But this was all mentioned time and time again. His bright red eyes darted about the room until they fell upon Noke Gurochi. He simply smiled his dagger like smile and his scythe like fingers flexed outwards for a moment before coming to a rest. He was, naturally, a predator, but that did not stop him from being a civilized beast. He vented steam ever so slightly from his back as he looked down upon the one speaking.

"Quite the kind man, I must say, and very friendly with gifts and otherwise. He is a good man and I owe him a debt, I am sure. One day, perhaps, sandwyrms will not be such an issue for you. One can hope, I am sure" Words came like honey. It was not meant to be otherwise in the least. If there was one thing about Sarunishi, to his humanity, it would be that he often meant what he said. Sometimes this was misunderstood by other individuals, but he rarely ever lied. Such would be dishonourable, even though he wasn't one to be considered to have such. He exhaled slightly and tilted his hand to his charge, smiling all the while. He bid her onward, to return to his home and his place of business, so that he could get back to work.

<COLOR color="orange">"Onward, my dear. We have much work to do. If you've anything you need or family required to help with such endeavors, please, bring them. We've money to be made, people to meet, and so forth. If I am not to meet with your leaders now, please, send them my way. I expect...all will want my services soon."<i></i>

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[Takahashi Matsu]

[Out I slide]