The Slow [TRAVEL]

[Satu Akira]

“A rush to remember!”

Already approaching the shores of the Water Country, Azrael made sure to leave all his equipment with his family. Already telling them about what happened, they understood his reasoning for wanting revenge. The sounds of waves crashing along the rocks grew closer as did the sound of ships making their way into the harbor. Glancing up at the sky Azrael was slightly astonished about how like the mist was and that he could see the moon so clearly. Though that realization ended as the sound of a ferry-man was heard “Hello! Where are you headed traveler?” the middle-aged man asked. “Claw Country…” Azrael responded as the ferry-man pointed to a man down the row of docks. “The man down there is only one who does that route, sorry” the ferry man with a slight shrug. Brushing off the upbeat personality of the ferry-man he’d approach the one gloomy one. He wore a black hooded cloak and apparently was captain of a pure black vessel. “Where bouts’ you head’?” he asked in a deep mysterious voice. “Claw” Azrael responded as the man turned around “Ready the vessel lads!” ordered the captain, the sound of “aye-aye sire” could be heard all throughout the ship. The man would leap onto his ship as Azrael followed “Um, how much is the trip?” Azrael asked. “Free… We were headed there anyways for resupplying…” said the captain making his way into the navigation area. “That’s weird, there is a port here…” Azrael said to himself as he’d make his way onto the deck of the ferry boat.

[10 Minutes Later]

The horn would blow; the ship began its acceleration, while Azrael leaned against the rails of the deck staring off into the sea as the Moon grew much more visible in the sky. The village hidden in the mist’s name is an understatement… I’m not even in the village and it feels like the clouds have fallen from the sky to obscure my view… he thought to himself. Though as time progressed his mind wandered elsewhere and before he knew it the horn blew once more as they’d make their way into the shores of Claw Country. Luckily they gave me a mini map, I don’t know my way around here he thought to himself leaping from the ship onto the shores as he’d press forward towards another docking area which only carried small ships.

[Tenkai]

{Moved}

[Satu Akira]

The wind blew softly as he’d approach what he referred to as the “mainland”. His eyes narrowed softly as they’d dock. The sounds of voices clamoring together in a crowd of nothingness were all to be heard. “Be off with ya boy!” the captain said as Azrael glanced back momentarily before hoping over the rail and onto the wooden platform known as a dock. Walking slowly he’d stare down at the mini-map he was provided. He was to head northwest to a large body of water which small ships moved through. Neutral grounds… Dangerous. I know many criminals and enemy shinobi countries clash there, I’d hate to get in the middle. Though, that hasn’t stopped me before. he thought to himself moving forward with no hesitation. His decision firm as he’d begin a light jog to the shore northwest. His goal was to reach the boat and take a break on the trip; sleeping wasn’t an option, he was to adsorb as much information as he could as well as put on a façade for the world.

Though as he’d jog onward time once more came to a halt as his mind flooded with thoughts, ideas, and objections to what he has done in the past. The sounds of laughter off in the distance drew him back to reality as he’d realize he was approaching a small cliff. Stopping for a moment he’d look along the shore at a few small ships. Nothing wanting to waste any time he’d find the nearest man asking him for a ride to Fang Country. With the response being a firm yes he’d pay 23 Ryo for the ride heading off towards the location of Port Porthos.

[joshcrisp]

[MOVED to fang]