Whispers of War [E]
May 18, 2015 11:39:12 GMT -7
Post by Father 'Suke on May 18, 2015 11:39:12 GMT -7
After the assassination of the latest kage was a failure, Sosei had to figure something else to do and what better than to try her best at making this failure become a success. She had the prisoners escape, it was a good distraction for most of the day there and this replacement of an Amekage had let the escape go on for over seven months now. It was interesting to say the least that such failure had found its way out in the Land of Rain’s capital city. Where the “Boss-man” was waiting with the four free prisoners all waiting for their time of revenge against Ame.
“I will now control Amegakure, it is without a doubt a prime example of scientific ingenuity compared to what I control here of the capital city. With all the funds I’ve been fueling in it, it shouldn’t be too hard to gain control of this Land of Rain in total.” His desire for money fueling this very dangerous voice of similarity to mosquitoes and yet there was a honey tone to it. He was a business man and with it meant he was also quite adept to being a people person. Each of the four prisoners he had sent that Sosei to free all had something they wanted and with his help they could have it, even the ex-council member can.
As such could have it, Sosei walked into the large room lit by candles without any chairs but the one desk and chair already claimed by the corrupt businessman. “Some news from Amegakure. Those shinobi are planning an invasion task force of this location, it is one where they are sending a series of shinobi of varied talents against you. To quell you and stop what progress we have made.” Her eyes were lit in a dark yellow while her silver tongued self only watched his face contort in anger. Such anger that she was quite accustomed to someone giving to her just for her dark appearance.
The businessman only shook his head, “Well then, let us given them a show worth remembering. Who knows, maybe they’ll give up before it starts and we can end that farce of a shinobi village.” The only one amongst the prisoners to take offense to it was the original Amekage daughter, who only could turn her nose up with an audible, “Humph,” of disgust. With a keen eye though, the business man chuckled and then laid his chin against folding hands as he only looked with a keen eye forwards. It was going to be a very interesting day indeed, which much was certain, “Hamada-san, go to the first floor and await our guests.”
The building was reverse in order starting with a first floor among the top of the enter estate and looked like a giant church at that. Below and further and further was the rest of the floors all with their own layout. Each of them held key characteristics to the individuals that housed them and for the largest of them being this giant citadel was the third escapee named Sasaki Hamada. A large man, shirtless with rippling muscles. A curly lock of hair on his forehead with a mustache of the monopoly man above his lip. He was legend for his large cult that passed over much of the village of Ame many years ago, however the past kage killed all of them.
He was all that was left and with that he only sighed heavily that much more in the moment as it were, but here he waited and for that he only waited that much more in a certainty to the situation. This was going to be an astonishing time indeed. He awaited here dressed only in blue dress pants and sitting on a single chair at this current moment. Beside him was a box with twenty swords within, attached directly to his hip as he could only smile and waited patiently for what was to come. Within the box were two wakizachi and eighteen katanas, it helped to have all of this around even if he probably did not need it.
The citadel he sat at was an amazing floor plan, with fifteen levels of terraced overhangs while on the base of the flooring was the empty space. There was just the one seat being the chair he sat on. At the altar behind him was the ladder to the next floor, the basement’s first floor many depths down below as he only smiled for it was the only way down and he was guarding it. The amount of floor space here at the first floor was a subtle fifty meters from the left to right and from the front to back it was twenty five meters. He waited twenty meters away from the door, big wooden oaken doors that waited to be opened.
To the ones who have entered this city, there is a letter sent to the individuals. A letter marked by the Amekage and sent to each respective persons who have aimed to answer the call. Most of which were easily sent out to the letter boxes to each shinobi of the rain while this other individual was to receive it by a raven of the Rain. The letter read the usual distress news, but the meeting point was not the citadel of rumored gathering of these foes, now the meeting point was a diner a good distance away from the citadel, outskirts of the city to be exact. It is here that they are to meet and it would be interesting for what was to be had this day…
OOC: You may enter this in whatever order you wish (RP out the retrieval of the letter on your entry post however you wish as I won't be posting ravens everywhere), but the next round will be determined by the order of which you all posted wanting to join the event. Remember you have 2 day IIC, follow the NFRP rules, and no training in this event. Any other questions, PM me, and remember to have fun.