Smiling at the bone white tree on the horizon, Michio leaned on his walking stick for a bit. Drinking from his gourd, he decided to rest for a bit, while he was on his journey to the The Great World Tree. He had never seen it before, but he had been around Fire Country many times, so he wasn’t actually sure why he had never bothered to before. Probably because of all the rumours of the random monsters that pop up, and it would be a massive hassle to deal with.
Looking at the sun, he decided it would be best to set up camp. He had weeks until he was due for his next contract, and so he was in no rush. Some quick hand seals and chakra work, and he had made his own makeshift shelter out of chakra infused rock. He pushed a nearby log next to it, and started a fire. Taking his backpack off he pulled out his camping gear, and set it up over the fire.
Setting up his dinner, he started checking on the most important part of his backpack, 4 barrels were strapped to the back, aging his current creations. Byakugan giving him sight instead of his specially made barrels, he could see the chakra markers telling him how they were fermenting. The mead was almost done, the chakra accelerating and improving the process. He may not be welcome back home, but he certainly kept up his skills. I wonder if they have changed any techniques since I have been gone?
Settling in, he waited for his stew to finish cooking, contemplating if it was time to go back or not.
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Looking at the sun, he decided it would be best to set up camp. He had weeks until he was due for his next contract, and so he was in no rush. Some quick hand seals and chakra work, and he had made his own makeshift shelter out of chakra infused rock. He pushed a nearby log next to it, and started a fire. Taking his backpack off he pulled out his camping gear, and set it up over the fire.
Setting up his dinner, he started checking on the most important part of his backpack, 4 barrels were strapped to the back, aging his current creations. Byakugan giving him sight instead of his specially made barrels, he could see the chakra markers telling him how they were fermenting. The mead was almost done, the chakra accelerating and improving the process. He may not be welcome back home, but he certainly kept up his skills. I wonder if they have changed any techniques since I have been gone?
Settling in, he waited for his stew to finish cooking, contemplating if it was time to go back or not.
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