Setsumon Rozan
Amongst the tides of time, Rozan would begin to embark on his studies with Do Natsu (approval of character given by Hammy/Do Natsu), as they would travel directly in the morning of the day after their official arrival to the homeland of the spy master. Rozan would make himself comfortable. Learning along the trip and being sure that he would make himself ready and able to learn he would brew tea. An herbal tea he often gave to his students that acted upon their attention spans. It heightened their senses and made it so they could focus alot better. Rozan of course would be able to speak it nearly fluently after this. He was prepared to speak all day if he had to in order to get it right. So, without any further delay they would begin.
Starting with basic verb conjugations, and basic sentence structure. Then writing it for himself. It started out quite sloppy but Rozan's snapshot writing technique allowed him to write things like he saw them, almost like a sharingan but without the enhanced ability in battle. It merely only used the ink of his chakra affinity with paper. Mixing it perfectly as he caught the details as best he could. Which is why he began drinking to enhance this. He was making sure he was covered on all ends. Either way, the language wasnt as hard looking at it as it was verbally. The phonetics behind it. . . seemed even more ancient than the likes of the entrusted nation of Kiri's language. It suggested that Kumogakure had a far deeper root in their land than Kiri had within their's.
Essentially, Kirigakurians were the new kids on the block in terms of age in nation. Though that wasnt much of a surprise. Just a bit over fifty years prior Mist was finally united as one nation to become an official Shinobi Nation. So they would read. . . and as the hours would go by Rozan would take only two breaks. One for a dilvery of food, and another for a jug of coffee. His determination to learn the language was partially made by his ability and pride within himself to learn anything and everything about allies and enemies. To be the ultimate loyalist to Kirigakure. Protecting the sanctity of his village and to furthermore give the best opportunity for the nations to grow together rather than have something break them apart. . .
"Είμαι Rozan της οικογένειας Setsumon. Γεννήθηκε του Katai, και μιλώ αρχαία Kumo.", nodding once more he wasnt amazing at it his accent was vastly different than Natsu's but it was funny enough to the Kumogakurian blond. So he would continue for another hour or so. And with the motions he would make sure that he knew enough and copied enough of the language to speak to his children, and to his wife so they would be assets to Mist and to Kumo. The daylight shimmering from the outside world seemed to fall dull, and the moolit night would take over. 'Running out of time. . .' shaking his head Rozan knew he had to pick up the pace a bit more. So with a nod of his head he continued to go back over all the notes that he took and back stepping the process a bit, he had the language. . .
But what wasnt he getting?
"Χαλάζι τον Κύριο Νερό της Σκιάς και Σύννεφα Σκιά, για τη συνάντηση στο μέλλον θα είναι μεγάλη. . .", nodding he knew things would work out just right. And this was the extent of his learning, due to the agreement of the Kiri-Kumo Treaty, Natsy would have to teach the Raikage and Rozan would have to teach the Mizukage. As well as one other party member. So with this it would be a simple union. . . that would stand strong for years to come.
Hopefully. And with this Rozan would get up from his seat and brush himself off, before bowing lowly to Do Natsu and leaving out towards the gates where he would be taking his leave but before he did that he would leave the Raikage a personal thank you letter for allowing this union as well as leaving the treaty for him to read with the signed names upon it. Natsu had a copy of it and there would be plenty more known. . . but the authentic copy was in the hands of Kumogakure. Home of the treaty. . .
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