Outskirts of Takaoma Town
06:44 – Autumn – 6°C
It was early light yet, but the priests of the Tenouzan church were already up and about, doing their daily tasks and proselytizing the local population, like they had been for the past month or so. Today was special, as they had judgment of a chakra user scheduled for 10am. They called it judgment, but it was really an execution, and the entire village would be made to watch, lest they suffer the same fate for being chakra users. Even if they weren’t. There were guards posted here and there, all wearing the same kind of uniform, with the lining of it made of strands of dimiterium, meaning it was like a bullet proof vest, but for chakra.
In a storehouse inside the village was located several crates of equipment all made with dimiterium. Swords with a dimiterium core, uniforms lined with it just like the guard uniforms, staves and much, much more. Needless to say, they were all conventional non-shinobi weapons with the exception of revolvers of a high caliber, with the slugs used made from pure dimiterium. If a shinobi got hit by one of those bullets, it could be almost immediately fatal.
About a kilometer away from the village, a team of Kumogakurean shinobi would be moving into position, likely, probably even, hoping to do their Raikage proud. It would be a trying task, and they’d be forced to go in stealthily or face the consequences of being chased by fanatics, zealots and dimiterium armed religious nuts. For now, the town had no idea what was about to happen to it, and the game was wide open for the small shinobi force to swoop in and complete their mission. In and out, 20 minute adventure, no muss, no fuss. Right…?
[Objective: Obtain equipment, make clean getaway. Mission START!]
[Requirements: At least 7000 words per person. Rewards: 22500 Yen, +85 Stat points or ASP]
06:44 – Autumn – 6°C
It was early light yet, but the priests of the Tenouzan church were already up and about, doing their daily tasks and proselytizing the local population, like they had been for the past month or so. Today was special, as they had judgment of a chakra user scheduled for 10am. They called it judgment, but it was really an execution, and the entire village would be made to watch, lest they suffer the same fate for being chakra users. Even if they weren’t. There were guards posted here and there, all wearing the same kind of uniform, with the lining of it made of strands of dimiterium, meaning it was like a bullet proof vest, but for chakra.
In a storehouse inside the village was located several crates of equipment all made with dimiterium. Swords with a dimiterium core, uniforms lined with it just like the guard uniforms, staves and much, much more. Needless to say, they were all conventional non-shinobi weapons with the exception of revolvers of a high caliber, with the slugs used made from pure dimiterium. If a shinobi got hit by one of those bullets, it could be almost immediately fatal.
About a kilometer away from the village, a team of Kumogakurean shinobi would be moving into position, likely, probably even, hoping to do their Raikage proud. It would be a trying task, and they’d be forced to go in stealthily or face the consequences of being chased by fanatics, zealots and dimiterium armed religious nuts. For now, the town had no idea what was about to happen to it, and the game was wide open for the small shinobi force to swoop in and complete their mission. In and out, 20 minute adventure, no muss, no fuss. Right…?
[Objective: Obtain equipment, make clean getaway. Mission START!]
[Requirements: At least 7000 words per person. Rewards: 22500 Yen, +85 Stat points or ASP]
Well today was the day, the morning when everything would either go well for them or go to shit in an instant. About a kilometer away from the village, Maru lead the group to a wooded area where they would be regrouping in a clearing crouched with his aura of dread suppressed for a bit so he wouldn't draw any uninvited guest to their hideout. Maru at his side was his elemental spirit, her hands hid inside of her kimono and on his shoulders was his small youkai Jeez who was ready to get started with this mission.


Maru chuckled, hopping out of the tree he was hiding in. Floating down was his elemental who looked at the bodies moving around after seeing them approaching their village. After hearing Saki giving him the okay for him to start, he nodded to Cold-Blooded giving her the okay to call the storm.