Kishin decided to venture around the richer and more secluded neighborhoods of Konoha today. Clan houses weren't common in Iwagakure, for the only reason that blood mixing wasn't that much of an issue. Though it was a well known fact that Konoha's ties were deep, and clans history within the village even deeper. That was the story of how Konoha came to be originally. A bunch of clans came together through mutual understanding of a better future. A better future for their clan...it was a very secluded and selfish view, but no less so then any other. Iwagakure was on a more narrow view, the greatness of the one. But in the end, everyone came together when it was needed.
Still, clans had there secrets. Secrets that could hopefully blackmailed into coercive measures. And where else to hide them but on their own compounds. Then again, perhaps he would find a family that was on a little hard luck. Kishin wasn't strapped for cash. But he knew it wasn't wise to just go waving money around. That wasn't the kind of attention he needed. Not now, not just yet. But maybe, just maybe he would find a clan that was decently connected, and in need of some for of assistance, money or otherwise. He was still on the search for his sister, but he hit a wall on that end.
Kishin stood on the hillside overlooking the district where clans were housed. Compounds was a very very loose term. Hell, even the word districts didn't fit. It was hard to see where one area ended and another began. Large gates surrounded houses, small towns or what could even be called a village. It..it was amazing. This wasn't going to be as easy as he thought. Even so, he ventured forward towards the closest. The young boy couldn't be sure how he would be received, even the size of these areas, everyone knew everyone, and that was how they wanted it. He would be noticed quickly, hopefully they wouldn't be to reserved.
