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Sonorous thunder rent the landscape, piercing the once abject silence with its mighty echoes. Streaks of incandescent lightning flared throughout the sable sky. Ebon garbed would the solitary traveller make his way against the sheats of rain that carpeted the landscape.

Azure occuli would gaze out of the cowl of his cloak, drinking in the majesty of nature's wrath. Small smile forming upon his lips Souzen would rest an ivory hand upon the hilt of his katana, eyes now staring in the direction of his former home.

"So the prodigal son returns home....."

OOC: Post in here Kuro saying I can find the gates, or I need to write more I will.

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[#147]

Try a little harder... I know it won't kill you ^_^

[kujira]

OOC: Curse you Kuro! Curse you Kuuuuuuroooooo!

IIC: Dismay clouded the usually noble continence of Souzen, in his long years of wondering he had lost the ability to navigate through Ame No Kuni to find his homeland. A soft sigh escaping his lips he would trudge through the dew swept grass, the torrential rainpour only ending moments beforehand. With the soft squelching of mud, herelding his coming to all a look of annoyence crossed his features.

The constant storms, the annoying wetness, the cold that seemingly pierced through the thickest layers of any garment. Now memories flooded back of his childhood, why he had left, to go venture the world. But then more memories came back, the softly lit rain, glowing auric as the suns gradual descent in the sky would turn crimson. More memories, training with master Hirakaze, working under Amekage Maeda......... the lush green landscape fed by the constant rainfall. Ivory showing as a grin formed Souzen bounded over the last hill, surely he was there?

[ Exit.

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[#147]

Entrance Approved.