His group (this thread) split up a few days after their arrival in Sunagakure to take care of their respective businesses. Kyojin was fascinated by the energy contained within the village and often enjoyed taking walks around it barefoot. The earth under his feet felt nice. No doubt this energy, absorbed by the lands of Wind, came from the countless shinobi produced. This made the location a suitable place for training.
Even after his group dispersed, Kyojin stayed in Wind Country. It was not as though he did nothing. Eighty percent of his time was spent training and becoming used to his powers. By trade he was a mercenary and as such he also passed time doing odd jobs the locals could not do, though he was always careful to never interfere in the operations of the Sunagakuran shinobi. Were there anything that may require their attention he'd just hand it over and be done with it. As the last Sennin of Kirigakure, perhaps the only surviving one, he understood he was not of Sunagakure and running around doing whatever he wanted would cause nothing but trouble. To create goodwill, whenever he was in the village he traded away some gemstones bought over from Moon. As a man of the earth, finding pure, high-quality gemstones came to him as easy as breathing. If anything, he was the seven foot and a half tall giant hermit who'd occasionally came by to sell things.
Staying in Wind Country was not a waste neither. During one of his walking around the village he came across another mercenary with a strange foreign name--Xiao--and the two became fast friends. When Xiao was about to leave after two months he gave Kyojin an interspatial ring, an item that serves as a pocket dimension with which one could store and take out items at all. Apparently Xiao had the power to bent reality and was extremely talented at space/time ninjutsu, skillfully able to create interspatial objects. Realizing the value of such an item, Kyojin accepted it. The number of items he could easily store in it! Selling hundreds of gemstones without the use of wagons and the like would not even be necessary.
Several years have already passed and Kyojin felt he reached a bottleneck in his training. As much as he liked Sunagakure, he felt it was time to experience the world once more. After all it is better to travel ten thousand miles than read ten thousand books. Perhaps he'll go see the clan he left behind in Earth Country after Mist's fall.
He stood silently at the Toraono Dojo in just a black v-collared jacket with ragged sleeves and black cotton-made knee-length pants, the ends of it ragged. It was simple clothing. If not for his incredible height of over seven foot his attire would have made him look like some vagabond beggar. Now he waited for someone to approve his way out. How hard was it to miss a seven foot and a half tall giant anyway? They surely had records of his entry few years ago. Hopefully that will help, he thought.
[Requesting exit]
[OOC: I just reactivated and my last location was inside the village. Felt funny just to leave without doing this. Just to help me flesh things out rp-wise. Thanks in advance!
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[Skin, hair and eyes are as depicted in avatar and signature.]
Even after his group dispersed, Kyojin stayed in Wind Country. It was not as though he did nothing. Eighty percent of his time was spent training and becoming used to his powers. By trade he was a mercenary and as such he also passed time doing odd jobs the locals could not do, though he was always careful to never interfere in the operations of the Sunagakuran shinobi. Were there anything that may require their attention he'd just hand it over and be done with it. As the last Sennin of Kirigakure, perhaps the only surviving one, he understood he was not of Sunagakure and running around doing whatever he wanted would cause nothing but trouble. To create goodwill, whenever he was in the village he traded away some gemstones bought over from Moon. As a man of the earth, finding pure, high-quality gemstones came to him as easy as breathing. If anything, he was the seven foot and a half tall giant hermit who'd occasionally came by to sell things.
Staying in Wind Country was not a waste neither. During one of his walking around the village he came across another mercenary with a strange foreign name--Xiao--and the two became fast friends. When Xiao was about to leave after two months he gave Kyojin an interspatial ring, an item that serves as a pocket dimension with which one could store and take out items at all. Apparently Xiao had the power to bent reality and was extremely talented at space/time ninjutsu, skillfully able to create interspatial objects. Realizing the value of such an item, Kyojin accepted it. The number of items he could easily store in it! Selling hundreds of gemstones without the use of wagons and the like would not even be necessary.
Several years have already passed and Kyojin felt he reached a bottleneck in his training. As much as he liked Sunagakure, he felt it was time to experience the world once more. After all it is better to travel ten thousand miles than read ten thousand books. Perhaps he'll go see the clan he left behind in Earth Country after Mist's fall.
He stood silently at the Toraono Dojo in just a black v-collared jacket with ragged sleeves and black cotton-made knee-length pants, the ends of it ragged. It was simple clothing. If not for his incredible height of over seven foot his attire would have made him look like some vagabond beggar. Now he waited for someone to approve his way out. How hard was it to miss a seven foot and a half tall giant anyway? They surely had records of his entry few years ago. Hopefully that will help, he thought.
[Requesting exit]
[OOC: I just reactivated and my last location was inside the village. Felt funny just to leave without doing this. Just to help me flesh things out rp-wise. Thanks in advance!
][Skin, hair and eyes are as depicted in avatar and signature.]
