Doing nothing for others is the undoing of ourselves (2x)
Mar 3, 2018 21:43:29 GMT -7
Post by Hamura on Mar 3, 2018 21:43:29 GMT -7
Having returned to his room above the tavern after a having spent a lot of time and put in a lot of effort into uncovering a stolen Idol that seemed to have great religious and cultural value for the Serosian people that lived far from the Shinobi continent, the first thing he had done was hide the Idol by loosening a wooden plank and placing it underneath it. There, no one would be able to get to it, at least not as long as Hamura was there to keep it safe. Once he had hidden it, he stalled out his weapons by the sink and took off his dirty clothes. In that moment, all he had really been looking forward to was taking a nice and hot shower to wash the blood, grime and dirt off of him as there was quite a lot of it on him.
As he let the warm water cleanse his skin of all the filth that had accumulated on it, he thought about the last thing Atkor, the pirate leader and former Shinobi had told him before he died at his hands was that not everything had been as it seemed. He clearly stated that Hamura had done "just as He wanted him to". While ominous, his words had been less open to interpretation than he had thought as the young Shinobi already had a pretty clear idea regarding to whom he had been speaking of. Throughout his time in the Fang, the only one with any actual power had been Juuro, the ex-politician that still controlled a good amount of people and had quite a load of money.
While most of it had likely been gathered through bribes, Hamura knew that a lot of the money he had had been attained by him selling the Serosian Idol to a wealthy collector on the continent. Before Hamura had Juuro turn on Atkor, it seemed that the pirate leader had already made his own plans for the Idol and believed he no longer needed Juuro to act as a front for his illegal enterprises. On the contrary, it seemed that Atkor had forged new alliances with other politicians in the country, meaning he would not need to take the Idol to the mainland for Juuro after all. This likely meant that the collector that had already paid good money for it was not getting his cut, in turn meaning Juuro needed to get the Idol back.
But that was something Hamura could not agree to. Even though he was a free spirit that did not like to be bound to one place or one village, that did not mean that he was okay with participating in illegal activities for the sake of making money. As he dried himself off in the shower and changed into some clean clothes, Hamura wondered how he was going to find the remains of Kharal, the diplomat of the Serosian people now that Atkor could not point him to the exact spot himself. All he knew now was that he was dead, and had been dead for some time, meaning Kharal's body would be hard to find considering the corpse had been dumped along with a lot of other people they killed and dropped over the years. Still, he would need to try and get the remains at some point.
Starting to clean his weapon now that he himself was clean, he made sure none of his weapons were chipped, treated those that were with his new whetstone so he could continue making use of them. Within a time frame of fifteen minutes, he had cleaned, sharpened and put all of his weapons back into their loaders and sheathes where they belonged. By the time he put his pants on, he noticed something through his window. Looking down, it seemed that men dressed in black were entering civilian homes and holding weapons pointed at the people they shoved outside as a means of keeping them in check. Whatever was going on, he couldn't help but feel like it was in some way related to the Idol he had taken.
Putting on his clothes before one of the invaders could get to the tavern, Hamura felt like he had a moral obligation to help the people in the town. After all, in his attempts at fixing something broken most of them did not even know about, he had inadvertently put their lives in danger too. Equipping his belt and scabbard, putting on his gear and his still filthy cloak, he shoved the nightstand just a bit to the side to completely cover the plank that hid the Idol. And with that, he opened the window and stepped onto the roof. Wondering whether any of the others training at the Dojo might be nearby or not, he figured that he couldn't really wait for them to get to him as this was something that might not happen at all. Right now, he had to do whatever he could, and that was seeing to the safety of the villages.
The Plot so far:
The villagers of Port Porthos are being forced out of their house by several small task forces of trained Shinobi dressed in black. Not much else is known about them, least of all their motives, though it is believed that they are after the Serosian Idol hidden in the Tavern. As of right now, the goal is to save the town and the townsfolk and see as little innocent blood spilled as possible. After that, figuring out why they came and where they came from becomes the next priority.
There are a few blocks between the house raids right now, and a task force of three man per house are moving through the town one building at a time. In total, there seem to be four to five different groups actively kicking people out of their homes and threatening them at sword point.
As he let the warm water cleanse his skin of all the filth that had accumulated on it, he thought about the last thing Atkor, the pirate leader and former Shinobi had told him before he died at his hands was that not everything had been as it seemed. He clearly stated that Hamura had done "just as He wanted him to". While ominous, his words had been less open to interpretation than he had thought as the young Shinobi already had a pretty clear idea regarding to whom he had been speaking of. Throughout his time in the Fang, the only one with any actual power had been Juuro, the ex-politician that still controlled a good amount of people and had quite a load of money.
While most of it had likely been gathered through bribes, Hamura knew that a lot of the money he had had been attained by him selling the Serosian Idol to a wealthy collector on the continent. Before Hamura had Juuro turn on Atkor, it seemed that the pirate leader had already made his own plans for the Idol and believed he no longer needed Juuro to act as a front for his illegal enterprises. On the contrary, it seemed that Atkor had forged new alliances with other politicians in the country, meaning he would not need to take the Idol to the mainland for Juuro after all. This likely meant that the collector that had already paid good money for it was not getting his cut, in turn meaning Juuro needed to get the Idol back.
But that was something Hamura could not agree to. Even though he was a free spirit that did not like to be bound to one place or one village, that did not mean that he was okay with participating in illegal activities for the sake of making money. As he dried himself off in the shower and changed into some clean clothes, Hamura wondered how he was going to find the remains of Kharal, the diplomat of the Serosian people now that Atkor could not point him to the exact spot himself. All he knew now was that he was dead, and had been dead for some time, meaning Kharal's body would be hard to find considering the corpse had been dumped along with a lot of other people they killed and dropped over the years. Still, he would need to try and get the remains at some point.
Starting to clean his weapon now that he himself was clean, he made sure none of his weapons were chipped, treated those that were with his new whetstone so he could continue making use of them. Within a time frame of fifteen minutes, he had cleaned, sharpened and put all of his weapons back into their loaders and sheathes where they belonged. By the time he put his pants on, he noticed something through his window. Looking down, it seemed that men dressed in black were entering civilian homes and holding weapons pointed at the people they shoved outside as a means of keeping them in check. Whatever was going on, he couldn't help but feel like it was in some way related to the Idol he had taken.
Putting on his clothes before one of the invaders could get to the tavern, Hamura felt like he had a moral obligation to help the people in the town. After all, in his attempts at fixing something broken most of them did not even know about, he had inadvertently put their lives in danger too. Equipping his belt and scabbard, putting on his gear and his still filthy cloak, he shoved the nightstand just a bit to the side to completely cover the plank that hid the Idol. And with that, he opened the window and stepped onto the roof. Wondering whether any of the others training at the Dojo might be nearby or not, he figured that he couldn't really wait for them to get to him as this was something that might not happen at all. Right now, he had to do whatever he could, and that was seeing to the safety of the villages.
The Plot so far:
The villagers of Port Porthos are being forced out of their house by several small task forces of trained Shinobi dressed in black. Not much else is known about them, least of all their motives, though it is believed that they are after the Serosian Idol hidden in the Tavern. As of right now, the goal is to save the town and the townsfolk and see as little innocent blood spilled as possible. After that, figuring out why they came and where they came from becomes the next priority.
There are a few blocks between the house raids right now, and a task force of three man per house are moving through the town one building at a time. In total, there seem to be four to five different groups actively kicking people out of their homes and threatening them at sword point.