The amethyst-eyed sage approached the gates to Iwagakure, awestruck by the massive statues that stood in defiance of any who sought to invade the village. He hadn't seen anything like them in the span of his life, as much as he had traveled. After a moment to inspect and appreciate them, the long-haired man continued on toward the gate. Naturally, he wasn't sure what to expect. This was a foreign land, and he was a foreigner within their borders. For all he knew, they'd accost him and try to torture some expected secret or another. After all, he had never been to Earth Country...and he had seen some pretty sadistic people in high places of power in other villages.
With a sigh, he resigned himself to keep moving forward. Death stopped being a concern years before...
Openly and casually, the sage approached the gate and crossed his arms. "I am Onamuji, Jounin of Sunagakure. I'd like to speak with a representative of the village," he spoke up, not much of a yell but louder than his normal tone. He didn't want to seem like a threat or frighten any passers-by, but he needed to get someone's attention.
While he waited, he recounted his journey here and rethought his actions at the gate to make sure nothing he had done had seemed questionable. In situations like this, transparency and respect were key.
[Requesting Entry, and some other stuff.]
With a sigh, he resigned himself to keep moving forward. Death stopped being a concern years before...
Openly and casually, the sage approached the gate and crossed his arms. "I am Onamuji, Jounin of Sunagakure. I'd like to speak with a representative of the village," he spoke up, not much of a yell but louder than his normal tone. He didn't want to seem like a threat or frighten any passers-by, but he needed to get someone's attention.
While he waited, he recounted his journey here and rethought his actions at the gate to make sure nothing he had done had seemed questionable. In situations like this, transparency and respect were key.
[Requesting Entry, and some other stuff.]