To unlock one's hidden potential
May 14, 2007 20:10:26 GMT -7
Post by Keva on May 14, 2007 20:10:26 GMT -7
Training:
Kumo Nenkin (Spider Sticky Gold)
Rank: C
Skill: Ninjutsu
Effect: Makes weapons harder than steel.
Special: ---
Drawback: Takes 1 turn to form 1 weapon.
Description: Like Kidōmaru's other attacks the webbing attacks that is released from his mouth, the webbing used in this attack is golden-like and is as hard as steel. Due to the chakra put into the attack, they can cut through material just like other weapons. For each time the Kumomusha Clan member trains this jutsu, they increase the size of the weapon they can make.
First Training: Fit in palm of hand, kunai/shuriken/senbon sized.
Second Training: No Larger than a katana
Third Training: Spear sized (bow sized)
Limit: Must be of the Kumomusha Clan.
TP Needed: 0/30
Kumo Nenkin (Spider Sticky Gold)
Rank: C
Skill: Ninjutsu
Effect: Makes weapons harder than steel.
Special: ---
Drawback: Takes 1 turn to form 1 weapon.
Description: Like Kidōmaru's other attacks the webbing attacks that is released from his mouth, the webbing used in this attack is golden-like and is as hard as steel. Due to the chakra put into the attack, they can cut through material just like other weapons. For each time the Kumomusha Clan member trains this jutsu, they increase the size of the weapon they can make.
First Training: Fit in palm of hand, kunai/shuriken/senbon sized.
Second Training: No Larger than a katana
Third Training: Spear sized (bow sized)
Limit: Must be of the Kumomusha Clan.
TP Needed: 0/30
How long had it been? Just how long had it been since that of Azerial found himself hidden deep within the compounds of the Kumomusha clan's library? Seven? Eight years? He could not of guessed... yet once more that of the oddity of the boy had returned to the depths of his clan's compounds. To that library in which his childhood had been centered... To the scrolls which contained techniques which had once escaped the scope of knowledge of the young child. To techniques which he now planned on conquering... more specifically one which value he could truly notice. Kumo Nenkin, the art of the Kumomusha's clan expert ability to forge weapons. Oh truly the possibilities of this art lead him to grin... that was what had lead to Azerial sitting upon the floor.. that scroll which described this technique to the finest point having been unrolled to his right. Leaving before him a empty space as he sat upon that stone floor, the smallest of shadows left within the room due to the multitude of installed lights within the ceiling... yet there was a question to all of this. Just how long would it take Azerial this time to master this ability?
Slowly he was to bring his hand to that of his mouth, forming a small circle within that of his fingers. Perhaps a straw's circumference left in space between that of his hand and fingers... just enough space for what he desired. Slowly his lips was to purse and brought against the opening of his hand which faced him.. and slowly he was to breath as he was to direct chakra from that of his circulatory system into the spinnet glands within his house... slowly those orbs within his mouth was to open and from them would slowly come those thin strings of golden spider's silk, all of which directed through that of the small tube.
With a rather quick speed those glands was to open, and little hairlike strings flying from the other side of his cupped hand, only to float lazily to that of the ground... and yet more chakra was to be directed into those glands within his mouth, while slowly that opposite end of the hand was to be closed within that of his hand. Leaving merely a small cavity for that of the golden string to go into. Yet it was with the addition of chakra within those glands those golden strings was to have more life force to spread about within it's string like form. Allowing it to make that of the string harder all over... and yet more chakra was to be directed into that of those glands as he was to finish blowing into that of his hand.. leaving a small bundle of golden sick within his hand. Yet for only a second was he to pause, allowing himself a deep breath through that of his nose, and the blowing was continued from that of his mouth... that ball ever being hit by the incoming strings, only to meld with it... slowly the ball was growing, and it's chakra coming. Allowing even more energy for it to divide among it.. hardening it still.
Still it was not hard enough... it felt like rubber within his hand yet it was far better than a goop like ball. Yet slowly that second exhale was to trickle away... leaving that of Azerial to sigh softly as he was to bring before him his hand and open it. Clinging to that of his flesh a mere lumpy ball... he was far from mastering this skill and yet this had given him something to go off of. Slowly that ball was to be pried away, having become hard upon the side which had been hit by the constant addition of string while that which had hit the flesh still soft. He needed to learn how to keep a steady and never changing flow of chakra within those glands which was adequate for the degree of hardness wanted.[/color]