First Rule: Please do not post anything pornographic: links, advertisements, or pictures within the C-Box. Do not post anything that disrupts a site such as links in which someone can not click out of.
Second Rule: No Baiting, No Flaming, No Antagonizing, No Trolling, No Spamming, No Changing of Font Size or Color, (Bold, Italic, Underline is fine.) and No Fighting. Keep it English.
Third Rule: Absolutely no advertising within the C Box, failure to do so will result to a perma-band. If you wish to advertise please look into the affiliation boards. Same rule applies to pm advertisements.
Fourth Rule: You may only ask to have bios checked in the Cbox: show Link. Any other Staff requests must be PMed. Do not notify staff you sent a PM in Cbox when dealing with links that cannot be posted in the cbox.
Outside. Beyond the boundaries of the gates, on a road seldom taken except by those unconcerned with practicality or haste. He was approaching the lands that spread like a fungal growth to border the village in wildlife and construction, bright lights, exhaust steam, and the constant storms. Naizaisei walked with caution, nodded curt hello's in the direction of those traveling along the same worn path and giving word of an Inn nearby. He pulled the collar of his haori up to cover his mouth and walked against the soaking winds trying to push him in the opposite direction.
He would enter Yoihoshi Inn, walking up to the service counter and taking a seat, motioning towards the barkeep, beckoning him closer.
A single counter sprawled across the far right of the room behind which a single barkeep, by the name of Ketsaku, stood, a rather massive, slightly rotund, corpulent man standing behind the counter. A rough, fiery read beard covered the lower half of his face, along with thick eyebrows of the same colour and a bald head. Naizaisei took a seat, and Ketsaku grumbling at the shinobi’s inquisition.
”Somebody? Not going to help me much. What you need, kid?”[/color]
The Bard
[/b][/i][/u][/center][/size]
A fantastic voice resonanced through the Inn…
[/size][/b][/i][/center]
Rectangular tables decorated the insides of the Yoihoshi Inn, each holding multiple candles and intoxicated folks locking their gaze with a finely proportioned black haired woman. While her chin was rather round, the face possessed an incredible symmetry, each feature equal distance apart. Set into her eyes were a pair of light green eyes, sitting above a narrow nose and thin lips. The woman’s voice rang throughout the inn, the tone enthralling, pitch steady and constant.
”…And the lion roared, glared at the man with the sword. Handsome and tall he charged into the brawl. Blood and fur, fierce will began to spur. They fought and fought, without another thought…"
[/color][/center]
The folks were captivated with the song, clapping momentarily drowning out the song. Truly, her song captivated the minds, even the most intoxicated of men not causing the slightest of irritation.[/ul]
Last Edit: Aug 9, 2010 0:01:02 GMT -7 by Katsumaru
”Somebody? Not going to help me much. What you need, kid?”
Naizaisei cringed internally at the word 'kid' and stood up suddenly, leaning in close to the man, allowing his impressive stature of nearly eight feet to tower over the heavy-set, red bearded bartend. He looked down on him, and with every breath, used just the tiniest manipulation of his kekkei genkai to make his breath fog up as he spoke, freezing the glass of stale ale he held until it was covered in its entirety with a layer of ice harder than iron. He looked into the man's eyes and would answer.
"I do not know their name nor do i know the face that would go with it. I am looking for a legend. Man or woman. A 'seer', someone who knows without knowing, a tracker, a hunter, a wild creature, a beautiful song, a mystery..."
Naizaise replied with the same quote he'd found written in blood near the bottom of his Sensei's old scroll. Though it sounded like a nursery rhyme, in the minds of those who'd spent some time in Ame No Kuni, it was a reminder of the story of a family with incredibly honed senses who'd had the misfortune to stumble across ANOTHER family with honed senses while stumbling through the jungle. Only the other family, were a group of lions. In some variations of the story, it is meant as a warning against overconfidence and too much reliance on individual skill, and the family of 'sensors' are eaten alive by the Lions. In other versions, it is a story of togetherness and bonds regardless of the origins of two individuals, and the family of 'sensors' meets with, learns, and eventually befriends the family of lions, as they use their abilities together to become great masters.
Suddenly, through the walls of the great Inn, a sound resonated. It was the most beautiful singing voice he'd ever heard, and as Naizaisei, along with every other patron of the Inn, turned to see the origin of the startlingly melodious sound, his eyes would fall upon a gorgeous young woman, whose song seemed to mesmerize everyone inside.
The pudgy barkeep pointed towards the minstrel, whose song had now come to an end. Listeners burst into thunderous applause, the thumping of the hands echoing off the wooden walls. Some men whistled and others gave standing ovation. Singing no more the woman rose from her seat and marched towards the counter.
”That singing lass, Alyra, is not exactly a seer but a fine tracker. Feels people, senses them. Not sure how exactly she does it. Been hired for plenty of hunts. Little head of hers is sharp too. Knows much about the world, its mysteries.”[/color] he said.
The figure of Alyra became much clearer now that she was within several steps of the bar. An azure, fixed blouse covered her curvy, slender upper body. The pants, same color as the blouse, stuck tightly to her body, revealing rounded buttocks. With a nod to the barkeep and smile directed at Naizaisei, the minstrel sat at a chair directly to the shinobi’s right.
”Talking about me again, Tutsaki?"[/color] she asked with a grin. In reply, the barkeep simply chuckled.[/ul]
Last Edit: Aug 10, 2010 22:42:37 GMT -7 by Katsumaru