Patrolling the Bazaar

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Name: Patrolling the Bazaar
Rank: "D" rank
IIC Length: 2 Days
Difficulty: low-medium
Objective: Find and track the packages and recover more information about where the goods are coming from.
Description: A patrol officer recently caught a small shipment of Saffron being smuggled through the bazaar. While there wasn't much the quality of the product was so pure that it has officials worried. There must be more couriers running the product. Avoid detection and discover more information.
Reward: 15,000 Ryo


Flower
Christoff

Rules: This is an interactive mission, the decisions you make on these missions will spawn out multiple and different endings for future missions as well. There will be no posting order unless combat starts. I will often end a post with a statement like... "Please tag me when you are ready to proceed from an area." if you two choose to engage in dialogue, plan etc. Try to keep most of it in character. it keeps things more interesting. 


Intro: 

As the bird flies the bazaar in the capital city is one of the most chaotic and busy centers on the planets. Merchants, nomads, sell swords and travelers cross the great deserts of the land of wind for the pearl of the desert. The Grand Bazaar. A loosely regulated system exists but the volume of trade is immense. Valuable jewels, exotic spices and often times dangerous criminal elements pushing narcotics. The Bazaar stretches for miles and miles inside the walled in and expansive city. The aroma of hot bodies, cooking meats and foods, powerful and strong perfumes and scents filled the air. The buzz of merchants and traders arguing back and forth insisting on their various prices. 

Most of the people were armed or followed by large escorts of armed personnel. Bandits weren't an uncommon problem and many merchants traveled well armed or with massive parties to ensure their goods reached their destination. Local laws limit the amount of men a single caravan can hire for protection to "no more than 90." While that's the spoken rule, a common practice is to hire additional "cooks" or "horse attendants." A big company would often contain closer to 120 combat ready guards. 

Recently however there has been an increase in narcotics being smuggled in and out of the city. While the local police and merchant guild normally can keep up with the amount of narcotics being moved about they are growing more concerned about the quality. A particular drug, Saffron, already known for its powerful and addictive euphoric effects. Has been growing in popularity. The drug when processed can be distilled down into a white powder and sold in small doses for close to 60.000 ryo a dose. A large batch of this substance was recently picked up and the merchant guild and the police are grasping at straws.

Your mission would have you start here at the joint shinobi police head quarters at the merchant district. A modern building with long and luxurious glass windows. the dark tint make the building look like some sort of black crystal obelisk protruding from white sands around it. A large statue stands in the middle of a fountain. It shows the statue of a man wearing desert robes and leading a camel behind him. In his free hand, not clutching the camels harness he carries a gourd. From that gourd the water from the fountain pours into the pools below it. The pools lead through a series of date trees leading up to the entrance. 

A few of them are already showing signs of early fruit. 

[Flower]

[enter.]

Shihana walked toward the northern entrance to the bazaar, just as Isamu had instructed, and looked very much like she had when they saw one another at the Kazekage Tower. Her hair was put up with a hair-tie and fell down her back to her waist, with the usual black streak on her left side. The Sand Village headband was still wrapped around her neck. Shihana was no longer wearing the same clothes, however, and wore a different black dress which seemed more fluid and made for combat. Bandages also appeared to be wrapped around her left arm and black lace around her right. Black stockings also stretched up her legs, although none of it was real. The spear, Bitter Mercy, was still strapped around her back and shone red in the sunlight. A crimson scarf blew from where it was tied to the shaft just below the blade. So beautiful it looks almost like blood, Valerys thought from somewhere far away.

Strapped across her left shoulder was her messenger pack filled with two doses of fish float inside a couple flasks, two spring razors, a tracking device, five tracers, a ghost gem, a coleman's traveling stone, and a mug with seven good-quality quartz. Her right arm had a gem placed inside of the flesh just below the armpit known as Yntalla's Tear that was withdrawn for the most part, yet hummed underneath her flesh as she felt the chakra hidden there. Underneath her dress was a butt bag with 15 hira-shuriken and two kunai. Other than all of this she looked relatively human, with any other body modifications hidden away for the time being. The sun beat down on her although she barely noticed as she came upon the bustling shopping district. She headed in the direction of the police headquarters that she knew was close to here and saw the huge, dark crystal obelisk.

The artwork of a fountain stopped her and she had to stop to look closer. She wondered on who this man might be (with his camels and gourd) and whether she had ever studied him in her travels (History, Local -- Wind: 125). She would have liked to know the culture of those she was about to infiltrate... Before going into the building Shihana leaned up against the side of the wall outside and studied the crowds, waiting for Isamu. No need in getting started before he was even here -- he was the whole reason she wanted to go on this mission anyways. While she waited she started to notice the large crowds of people, made up of several sell swords and other undesirables, and contemplated what a mess this people might be in.

Drugs, money, and murder... Shihana thought, I'll take it.

[Christoff]

Isamu stood at the entrance of the bazaar peering in. He had come in his full mission gear determined to be prepared for whatever was might arise. On his forehead just below his short cropped hair was his Sunagakure Headband. In his right ear was a wireless radio that ran down to his black leather Butt Pack. The Butt Pack held 5 additional wireless radios, 12 hira-shuriken, a multi tool, headlamp, his standard compass and his dungeoneer’s compass, a piece of flint, a holodisk, 3 Gravitic Pressure Bandages, and 5 seeker mines attached to explosive pouches.

The Butt Pack was attached to a black utility belt containing 5 Magnetic Emitters, 5 blood clot pills, 3 Soldier Pills, 2 Rigid manacles, a handheld inspection tool, a surveillance monitor, 4 surveillance spikes, a motion sensor, a tracking device with 10 tracers, a field cauterizer, and 3 Sonic Emitters. Isamu also wore the same Desert BDU Camo pants and combat boots he has formed for the meeting in the Kazekage’s Tower

On his torso he had kept his black t-shirt and olive green tactical vest. He had loaded the vest up with 6 kunai, 2 smoke grenades, a tear gas grenade, 10 incendiary tags, 10 locking tags, 10 exploding tags, and 10 lightning tags. In a pocket on the left breast he also had his sniper goggles equipped with Anti-Flash Lenses, Condition Viewing Vision, Lie-Detector Lenses, X-Ray Vision, Zooming Vision x5, Camera Vision, Substance Locator Vision, and Infravision.

Around his shoulders was a hooded cream white cloak lined with straps containing 30 kunai that had been modified to hold explosive pouches in the handles. Along the bottom of the cloak was a traditional red pattern. The cloak was Isamu’s only piece of clothing that was not made out of sand besides his headband. On his left hip was his thermally enhanced katana. The katana on his left hip was balanced out by a melody arm on his right arm. The melody arm had a shock enhancement connected to it with a switch on the underside of Isamu’s arm. On his back Isamu had formed a gourd filled with sand. It was a lot of equipment and perhaps more than a little conspicuous but his whole career had been in public facing duties where professionalism in preparation and dress where paramount. Some of the finer points of subtlety and subterfuge had yet to come for him.

Isamu looked around at the buzz of activity as he walked in to the bazaar soaking up the rays of the midday sun, processing them for energy. Isamu’s parents had been merchants and he had spent much of his childhood in the bazaar, but now after two years abroad many of the companies and shops were new to him. As he drew closer to the headquarters building he noticed some familiar stalls among the new. Perhaps not so much had changed after all. Isamu spotted Shihana standing outside the headquarters building staring up at the statue in the square. He stepped up alongside Shihana and greeted her with a smile, ”I hope I haven’t kept you waiting for too long.” He looked up at the statue with her. He could not recall learning about its importance though he noted to himself that no Sadojin would want a statue of them to be made into a fountain.. “Should we see what they have for us?” Isamu gestured with one arm towards the entrance to the headquarters. To him it seemed like the most reasonable place to start.

[Flower]

Shihana leaned against the wall and watched as Isamu approached from across the sand and shops. Now he was not just wearing his military outfit but fit with all of the weaponry and gear as well it appeared. He hoped he had not kept her too long and then suggested that they go into the police headquarters. "Before that," Shihana said and leaned off the wall, standing up straight now, "let me bestow upon you one of my blessings if you will." She hoped that Isamu would trust her enough, having seen her and Shiki at the Kazekage Tower, although had noted that not everyone was thrilled about her methods.

With a few quick handseals, Shihana would be sending her chakra to her hands and preparing to bless Isamu with her Heroism technique. If he would allow her, then Shihana would lean forward after performing the seals and poke his third eye (the place on his forehead above the bridge of his nose) with her pointer and middle fingers. All of a sudden her chakra would transfer to him and Isamu would feel a surge of power and confidence. All of his skills, attacks, and defenses would suddenly be enhanced with this gift. "Now we will begin to see just how powerful we can be when we work together..." She had used this technique not because she distrusted the police, but because she was guarded as a rule and wanted to demonstrate to Isamu her power. The implication was clear -- this is one of my talents.

After using the Heroism technique, Isamu would begin to see a Shihana's skin bubbling on her right leg as a small head, with white hair like ice and a blue face began to poke out. A half-serpent, half-human body progressed and soon a small naga was curling out of Shihana's body. It's whole body was light blue and white, similar to the colors of water and snow, and it looked at Shihana with its pupil-less eyes. In all it was about four feet long. She spoke to it in draconic and the small naga burst off across the ground, slithering around the fountain and looking for a place to hide away and watch. "Now, then, I am ready." Shihana smiled. She was excited to be getting started and would follow Isamu inside if he agreed.

[OOC: I hope I'm doing this right. Christoff, feel free to tag Snow in next post if you are ready to start walking toward the headquarters.]

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Heroism [5 hours]
Rank: "C"
Skill: GenJutsu
Effect: This Jutsu imbues a single creature with great bravery and morale in battle.
Special: "Handseals"
Drawback: ---
Description: A Mind-Affecting Technique. Affects 1 creature. The user is able to perform this technique on the target they touch. The duration of this technique lasts for 1 hour per class level. This technique may be negated. This Jutsu imbues a single creature with great bravery and morale in battle. The target gains a +2 morale bonus on Attack Damage, Saves, and +10 to Skill Checks.
Limit: Must know the Enchantment Perception.

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Time would pass as the two arrived. Nothing too noteworthy would stand out from their own observations. Above them several dozen pigeons flew fluttering from behind a few sandstone structures. Scavenger birds looking for food scavenging loose grains from sands and traveling feat. The nearest vender to them was calling out hurriedly to several passers by trying to get them to view his food panels.

[Christoff]

"Before that, let me bestow upon you one of my blessings if you will." Isamu flashed back to the Crimson Primson where the Chunin Masao had used the exact same language. A bubble of contempt welled up inside Isamu for that man. Masao had so much power in ability and rank but had squandered it out of contempt for Isamu, barely contributing to the mission at all. Isamu had received a notice asking if he wanted to return from Taki no Kuni for Masao’s funeral. Isamu had declined.

Now Isamu welcomed the blessing from Shihana lowering his forehead to her touch. As her fingers poked his third eye they would sink ever so slightly into his sand dispelling the henge around the point of impact. With her touch Isamu felt a rush of warmth and confidence. That same confidence allowed him to be relatively unfazed as Shihana’s leg bubbled and the Naga formed off of her leg. Shihana spoke to the creature in a language Isamu did not understand and it slithered away. Now Shihana spoke to him, "Now, then, I am ready."

Before they turned for the building, Isamu decided to offer his own piece of information. Between the touch to his forehead and the cold handshake in the tower she probably already suspected something was different about the Genin. “Now let me show you my gift.” Isamu raised his left arm and let the henge fade. Starting from the tips of his fingers the sand jumped slightly and faded to its natural coloration. The ripple spread all the way down his arm and halfway across his abdomen and head before reversing itself recreating the henge. “I am a Sadojin. My body is made of sand. I don’t take food or drink, just the energy of the sun. If I am injured during the mission keep going, I can repair most damage almost instantly.” Isamu rarely spoke so directly about his blood limit, but Shihana’s blessing had him speaking freely and confidently. As they walked into the police station Isamu asked a question that was at the front of his mind, “Shihana how did you make that creature?”

snowflake ready to enter the police headquarters

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Sorry folks traveling-

As the pair of them passed their buffs along they would make their way into the police head quarters. No one knew the extent of the corruption an very few new that ninja would be coming to this event at all. Approaching the structure they would begin to recognize human figures on the other end of the extremely tinted windows on the building. Entering they would find the interior to be decorated with warm creme office tones and rows and rows of busy cubical partitions. Police officers frantically spoke to each other walking to and from desks carrying papers. The smell of coffee and ink was heavy here. From the minor chatter it seemed everyone was too busy dealing with their own crimes to really pay attention to the new comers. 

That was until the receptionist looked up from her note pad. She seemed to be bored, flipping through a stack of papers of different reports that were dropped off in a metal tray. She looked up and noticed the headbands and tapped her pencil a few times. "Hello. Welcome to the police headquarters. How can I direct you?" the receptionist asked quizzically? 

[Flower]

[OOC: No worries~]

As she blessed Isamu with her enhancements, Shihana noticed that his skin fluctuated under her approach and then she watched as he displayed the talent of what she assumed to be a shape-shifting bloodline, the Sadojin. She noted how appropriate it was that fate should bring them together and then heard him ask, "Shihana how did you make that creature?" Shihana smiled, not unkindly, and put her hand on her hip as they were about to walk into the headquarters. "That creature was one of my many children, the byproduct of my own rare abilities. It is likely that in time you will meet more and through them I will be able to assist you even more." It was true. In the right context Valerys could be quite the useful support character. It was then that the two of them entered the headquarters, and Shihana approached the receptionist from behind Isamu -- preferring to let him step forward first since he was the figure that she had chosen to buff. She wondered if he would understand what she was doing as she stood confidently behind him.

"The Kazekage has sent us on a mission," Shihana explained, "to gather intel on the illegal trading of Saffron within this bazaar. We were told to report to you for information." She kept it short and sweet, leaving room for Isamu to add anything if he wished -- but to her it seemed relatively straight forward so far.

While the two ninja had entered the police headquarters, the naga-like creature hid up against he leg of the man in the fountain and began to shift and shape its body to its surroundings -- blending it as if it were some sort of chameleon. After a bit of time it would be nearly invisible inside of the fountain and kept a close eye on the locals and entrance to the police headquarters. Just in case.

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Still Active:

    Heroism [5 hours, Isamu] (+2 attack, +2 saves, +10 skills)

Homunculi:

[Christoff]

As they entered the bustling building Isamu listened to Shihana's explanation, "That creature was one of my many children, the byproduct of my own rare abilities. It is likely that in time you will meet more and through them I will be able to assist you even more." He nodded noting Shihana's choice of words. Rare abilities. He suspected a bloodlimit from the way the creature had come from her leg but he couldn't be sure. Humans had developed a whole slew of rituals and alterations to distinguish themselves from the rest of their race. He resolved to wait and see what else he would learn of her abilities during the mission.

Shihana seemed content to follow Isamu and while the initial rush of the buff had faded he still felt a sense of confidence and self assurance. Isamu strode forward and stepped slightly to the left so that Shihana still had a clear view of the receptionist. As Shihana answered the receptionist's query Isamu placed both hands on the desk and leaned onto them slightly. When Shihana finished he added with a smile "It's as she says. Can you point us in the right direction?"

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The receptionist nodded. "Okay give me just a moment let me page the right person for you." The receptionist would press a small button on a system of switches in front of her and off in the distance a small metal bell would ring lightly. In a few moments a figure would be seen approaching the desk. A short stocky man, standing roughly 5'8 with broad shoulders and wide hips. He had a warm brown complexion as one would expect living in an arid land like this. He was wearing a pair of chocolate brown slacks, a white collared shirt and a pair of black suspenders that worked their way up his aged frame. The man seemed to be about 55 with his black hair starting to grey and the stubble of his 5'oclock shadow starting to show signs of aging as well.

His eyes seemed calm, alert and very calculating as he approached. Wordlessly, he'd motion for the two of you to follow him as he made his way past the reception desk. He was seemingly moving you out of eyesight from the large group of officers all seemingly working on their own present task. If followed he would lead you into a glass room with several trays of evidence inside of tinted plastic bins. The tint was too dark to really tell what was inside of them, but they were labeled with different serial numbers. Once he entered the room he would press a button on one of the glass walls and all of the mirrors would suddenly go dark. The glass was no longer transparent to add privacy to the room.

"Did you tell anyone else who you are?" The man asked quickly to the two of them.

[Christoff]

The receptionist rang the bell and Isamu leaned back off the desk, pleased that everything was going smoothly. He was usually very patience, especially with bureaucracy and its rules and procedures, but that didn't mean he couldn't appreciate being dealt with quickly. "Thanks for the help." He remarked to the receptionist, still smiling. While he waited Isamu cast his eyes around the room, taking in the bustle of the office. The animated conversations and office routines that surrounded him were a comfort. These people were working to keep the village safe and now he was too.

Isamu caught sight of the older man and locked eyes with him as he approached the pair of Genin. The man beckoned them to follow and Isamu fell in line behind him. He followed the man into the room, holding the door for Shihana if she had followed. Isamu cast his eyes over the evidence and the room. As the door shut and the windows blackened Isamu felt a sense of unease come over him. Why was this man trying to hide them? He stepped in closer to the man.

"Did you tell anyone else who you are?" This next question increased his suspicion further and caused him to give the man a sharp look, reviewing his observations of him and the office. [Sense Motive Check for trustworthiness] Isamu answered the man coolly, "No." He paused briefly. "We didn't even give the receptionist our names." He held eye contact with the man assessing him and giving Shihana the chance to add anything on her mind.

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Sense Motive [125/125] +10 from Heroism for 135 total
Rank: "E"
Skill: Sophisticated Skill
Effect: User is skilled at detecting falsehoods, true intentions, and capabilities.
Special: ---
Drawback: ---
Description: Relevant Abilities: Perception Skill. Die Rolls: 1 Die Roll. Check Requirement: Game Master/Described. A successful check lets the user avoid being bluffed (see Acting), persuaded by Persuasion and Intimidate. user can also use this skill to determine when "Something is up" (that is, something odd is going on) or to assess someone's trustworthiness. Synergy: A user with Psychology gives +5 per Mastery Level Synergy Bonus to Sense Motive made to develop a profile or detect brainwashing or mind control attempts. Synergy: A user with Sense Motive gives a +5 per Mastery Level Synergy Bonus to Persuasion. Some practical applications of Sense Motive follow:
Limit: Must learn from Skills.

• Hunch: This use of the skill involves making a gut assessment of the social situation. User can get the feeling from another's behavior that something is wrong, such as when they are talking to an impostor. Alternatively, the user can get the feeling that someone is trustworthy. This is a Very Difficult Difficulty check.

Still Active:
Heroism: 5 hours remaining, +2 Attack, +2 Saves, +10 Skills

[Flower]

As the receptionist called upon a short stocky man in overalls, who motioned for them to follow without a word, Shihana was keenly aware of her surroundings but followed him and Isamu without a word as well. The silence seemed appropriate as they left sight of the officers -- which relieved Shihana more than it unnerved her. As they walked into the room Shihana noted all of the specimens and evidence that littered the area, getting a glance at them only faintly through their darkly tinted containers before the man hit a button on the wall and appeared to lock them in the room.

Shihana followed up after Isamu spoke. "The Kazekage and the highest ranking officials of the Sand Village know us and other than that no one knows who we are. Perhaps not even you."  Although she didn't think that this man was a criminal undercover, one could never be too careful -- still, interesting that he was so secretive. Had the smugglers really gone so far as impersonating police and other officials? How high did this go?

As she spoke to this man, just to be safe, Shihana would be sending chakra throughout her body even as she spoke and prepped an unseen technique. Meanwhile her naga hid itself fully with its camouflage and continued to stand guard outside the headquarters, keeping its eye out for suspicious activity. So far nothing -- a good sign.

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Still Active:

    Heroism [5 hours, Isamu] (+2 attack, +2 saves, +10 skills)
    ---

Homunculi:

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The check and quick observation against him were quick. The man was making zero attempt to lie or act about anything and a quick examination of his person showed a few tell tale signs. His shoes were a plain matte black and clearly aged and worn. His clothes were starting to fray on his sleeve cuffs and on the hemmed edges of his pants. Ink and toner stains long since washed out yet stained clung to his chocolate brown pants. From your observations he was either a real detective working for an honest wage OR the worlds worse paid police informant.

The man gave a small nod. "We need to keep it that way. We don't know who's in on this but we are having a problem with information getting out. We don't know if there is an informant or not but the less people we have in the know the better."

[Flower]

"Understood." Shihana said simply and thought that the man would probably say something like that. So then it was as bad as she thought, strange that some small group of smugglers had been able to gather so much intel here in the Sand Village. Although she did not completely trust the man, knowing even before the man said it that she should trust no one, but she was willing to take his directives for now. So long as he continued to be agreeable. "Do you have any suspects or leads concerning who may be leaking the information?" Shihana asked and walked up to one of the specimens in the jars as the group met -- eager to get down to business. She had not come here to be told things which she already assumed.

She looked closely at the serial numbers trying to conclude any sort of pattern to them, such as whether the numbers appeared in different groups or one single group of numbers. As she glanced at them, using her darkvision to try to peer through the tint but doubting that it would work (Darkvision 20 meters), she said, "Also, how long have you had this evidence and does it relate to the smugglers? If so then I'm sure that I can help you with their inspection." Her body continued to radiate the chakra throughout her arms, prepared for the worst, but she was beginning to feel more comfortable now that they could discuss their mission and their enemies.

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Still Active:

    Heroism [5 hours, Isamu] (+2 attack, +2 saves, +10 skills)
    --- [1/25 rounds]

Homunculi:

[Christoff]

Isamu relaxed as he examined the man. The Genin's passing inspection gave the impression of a man who lived in the day to day routines of his job. The stains told Isamu that he was sloppy but what the man said next revealed that he was cautious as well, "We need to keep it that way. We don't know who's in on this but we are having a problem with information getting out. We don't know if there is an informant or not but the less people we have in the know the better."

Isamu frowned as Shihana interrogated the man, "Do you have any suspects or leads concerning who may be leaking the information?" Isamu's concern about the man's intention was replaced with a a growing concern and a deep quiet anger with the idea of members of the law betraying the trust of the public. The members of the police, and the Shinobi of the village were all tasked with serving the village. To turn against that duty whether for self-interest or cowardice was the height of dishonor. If... if what this man said was true the traitors would be brought to justice.

"If someone on the force has turned against the village we will catch them too." Isamu had nothing else to add as Shihana inspected the evidence more closely. He could not see through the boxes and he was content to let Shihana ask the questions for now.

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The man paused for a moment before moving over to one of the tinted bins before bringing it over to a table. "This is all we have to go off of." The man said as he opened the bin. As he did a slight scent of nutmeg or some other strange spice could be picked up from inside the bin, nestled inside was a plastic package filled what appeared to be a white powder.

"We are used to Saffron. It's nothing new. We have had a problem controlling this substance since it's creation. But this stuff... This stuff is different." The man said softly as he pulled the bag out and set it on the table in front of him. "This stuff is the most pure Saffron we have ever come across. It is almost 40% more pure than what we are used to dealing with and it is twice as addictive. The real issue is the additive of a 'T Blocker'." The man said adding air quotations to his sentence as he spoke. "It seems anyone who has built up a tolerance to the stuff is hit as if they are trying it for the first time. It's causing a lot of overdoses and to make things worse we don't have any leads as to where it's coming from. Sending police in to raid the bazaars over and over again is turning in as much of the new stuff as it is the old stuff. We are hurting commerce and frankly we don't have a good idea where to start looking."

The police officer said with a bit of a bitter tone seeping into his voice. He frowned clearly upset.

[Flower]

As the man opened up the bin and Shihana smelled some strong scent, like spice, she looked at the white powder and listened to the man's explanation of its properties with growing intrigue. Curiouser and curiouser... Valerys thought from somewhere deep inside, becoming more excited at the talk of the "enhanced" drug that lay before them. Who had the skills to device such a drug? An alchemist for sure, and probably a master (or maybe a few). Shihana controlled herself, however, and reached out her hand to inspect the powder. She said nothing to aid his disappointment, knowing she wouldn't be very good at such things, and left him to Isamu as she started her own investigations. "If I may," she said to the man.

If he handed her the plastic package, then Shihana would hold it in her hand and let her soul move over its essence -- deconstructing its base nature and reversing its order through time. She gave one last look to Isamu, as if telling him to watch out for her and continue the mission, and then closed her eyes. Her soul would attempt to peer a week into this object's past and more if necessary. A trance-state began to overcome her mind and soon she was deep in meditation. And although she was no longer there in the physical realm, her soul was exploring the realms of space and time thoroughly in order to uncover how such a drug had come to be here -- in the Sand Village. If a week's worth of information was not enough, then she would continue exploring the past of this object in hopes of discovering some information even further into its past.

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Still Active:

• Heroism [5 hours, Isamu] (+2 attack, +2 saves, +10 skills)
• --- [2/25 rounds]
• Know Where [6 sec. / 1 hr.] (longer if necessary and allowed up to a year into the past / 5 minutes and 12 seconds in physical realm)
  Rank: "B"
  Skill: NinJutsu
  Effect: Trace where an object came from.
  Special: ---
  Drawback: ---
  Description: Target is 1 object. Range is Touch. Duration is 1 hour or until stopped. By touching an object user can get information from the impression a soul has left behind much like a finger print. Touch one object and the user enters a helpless state but the user can watch how an object found its way to where it is as if reversing time. Each round in the helpless state gives the user a week of information as if they were the object that the user touched. User can end this Jutsu in the same amount of time as performing the Jutsu.
  Limit: Must be a Soulcaster.

Homunculi:

[Christoff]

Isamu listened to the man's explanation. He had never heard of Saffron but he hadn't thoroughly studied herbs or the drug market and besides his bigger concern still hadn't been addressed. If Shihana was allowed to analyze the Saffron Isamu would begin questioning the man, "First, let me ask your name." Isamu would pause only long enough to give the man an opening to answer, "It sounds like your raids have been relatively successful even if you haven't found the source. How did you come to suspect one of your own was leaking information?"

Isamu noticed that Shihana stood transfixed in the room holding the evidence. His thoughts echoed back to the reception area of the Kazekage's Tower. The Kazekage had held his blade, his eyes flashing, and known the history of Isamu's sword, its provenance, its maker. That would be valuable information indeed. If Shihana shared that ability with a Shinobi the caliber of the Kazekageit only deepened his curiosity about Shihana and her abilities.

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Still Active:
Heroism: 5 hours remaining, +2 Attack, +2 Saves, +10 Skills

[Flower]

void

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The officer looked at the ninja and reached into his pockets. After a while he revealed a small badge. "Officer Ryutetsu badge number 31216. I don't know if any of our men are involved or not, what I do know is it seems like everytime we get close to figuring out where they are operating from they either seem to pick up and move or they get tipped off. They are either well integrated or they have an informant. Either way the less people who know the better." 

The Kedoin would pick up the package and right away the time would begin to start peeling backwards. For weeks she would see nothing more than the flickering of lights as the product sat motionless inside a plastic bin. Repeating cycles of people moving in and out of the room, murmured and distorted voices about ongoing investigations. A kid that went missing in the bazaar- A woman kidnapped from the market place- Drug abuse- Domestic violence. All of the moments of windows into shattered lives and danger. Finally the drug would be moved, picked up and hoisted through the door and into an evidence bay. The package would slip between the hands of a police officer to another as they moved backwards from the evidence locker. 

Suddenly outside, the warm heat beating down in the bazaar almost 3 months prior to the event. A police officer picked up a grey satchel discarded by a hooded figure with ashen brown skin. He was running backwards through the market place the gibbering of market vendors distorted and spoken backwards. A woman screamed in the distance, a police officer chasing him through the bazaar lost him in the crowd eyes the satchel and opens it's contents. 

The man carrying the satchel was walking slower. He walked backwards through the market stopping and a few different locations as he dropped off his goods. The first to a young kid with a notched scar on his forehead, standing at the corner of the bazaar, seemingly a lookout. The kid took a bag and ran off. The second to a older man wearing a large trilby hat who took 2 of the remaining bags. Finally the last bag was handed off to another kid who seemed to be a child of one of the women working at a nearby pleasure palace.


The four bags inside his satchel this time. It was hours before he discarded the bag and the drugs were sitting nestled inside the satchel. The man who was handing out the drugs was no where to be seen. This seemed to be before he picked the bags up and before he made  his drops. Another man riding a camel with his face covered rode past a nearby well. This man seemed older and he simply dropped the bag off near an old abandoned well on the outside of town. 

The man riding the camel would seemingly pull the bags out of the well and walk backwards onto his camel which would walk backwards towards the outskirts to the east. They came from the courtesan district of the bazaar. The satchel was given to the man and the man seemingly left the side of the package. The package was apart of a pallet of drugs, hundreds of packages sitting in a cool and dry room in the basement of some sort of bar or brothel from the sound of the noises coming from above. 

Suddenly there was light. The pallets were being brought in and the bags of drugs were being stacked upon them. Dozens of bags being carried down by all sorts of characters. Veiled women and mercenary like men carried armfuls of them down for safe keeping. The floor above seemed to be a perfected alchemy station where the powder was processed. 

There was nothing that gave away the exact name of the location. But following it's path you were left with a pretty good idea where to go to find the drugs. 


MISSION COMPLETE!!!! 
The D AND C rank portions of the mission has been fulfilled. 
Feel free to update your mission plotters, you can give your information to the police and trust the local law enforcement to try and solve the matter or you can choose to progress to the B rank mission now unlocked: 

Name: Find the drug den (how efficient)
Rank: "C" rank
IIC Length: 1 Days
Difficulty: medium
Objective: Now that we have discovered who is moving the drugs around we have uncovered a network of drug dealers operating in the bazaar. We need someone to track them back to their drug den where all the product is being kept.
Description: After a successful tailing mission by an agent of the village we have found out which drug dealers are operating with the product. We need a ninja to either tail the drug dealers back to their den or capture one of them to interrogate them to get the location. The drug dealers are professional and paranoid. Be careful.
Reward: 35,000 Ryo

Name: Entering The Dragons Den (Counts as an anbu credit)
Rank: "B" rank
IIC Length: 1 Days
Difficulty: Hard
Objective: The drug den has be located. We need to get information about who the chemist is who is making this high quality Saffron. The drug den is swarming with civilians and thugs. We can either infiltrate the den and gather information covertly or storm the location and try and recover as much hard intelligence as we can. 
Description: The drug den, nicknamed the dragons den is tucked away in a small speakeasy where addicts of all walks of life meet up to get high. We need to move fast. We need someone to enter the dragons den and discover who the chemist is that is producing this high quality Saffron.
Reward: 75,000 Ryo