On the Hunt for Answers

The billowing air from the arid area of Hoshi billowed against his clothing and hidden face as he rode on horseback toward the structure in the distance. Behind him was a small cart that carried his bounties from around the area. There were many that had strayed from the way of the Shadows...those that would use that gift for nothing but evil. Light blue eyes pierced from the veil of the white scarf that had covered much of his facial features as he trotted along," You have done well on this haul Demon Hunter...but why not take it easy. Work any harder and you will-," the voice was cut silent by Rokuro's own," Just because you have the ability to speak on my work does not mean you should. Silence in all things Grimmoir...Silence in all things. Now quiet please so that i can focus on our destination before we return back to the Land of Shadow," why was it that he was heading to Hoshi? He had heard that one he saved lingered in this area...and he wanted to see what they made of their own life. Did he honestly care if the man was doing well or not? Particularly yes and no. As long as the male had been using his abilities for good, he did not have to worry about the hunter coming to his door, but for now a little human interaction would do him well..

The sun was first at its highest point and as he rode into the sight of the gate, the sunset would be bowing its head toward the nighttime sky. Pulling down the scarf from his face he allowed his features to bask in the light of the moon as he sighed and smiled," Finally..my favorite time of the day. Made good time as well...the village should be calming down," he thought mostly to himself as he came to a stop near the gates themselves in case there was a guard nearby," I seek asylum for a few days...if you need papers to identify myself here you are," he would of course pull out the papers that he had since his time as a Iwa Jounin. Not having anything current might have caused some problems, but they were his only source of Id. Now he needed to wait to be allowed in.

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A lean man appeared at the gates.  One of the guards bid him halt, and the man complied with a well-mannered behavior.  Something about him was unsettling, well besides the carriage full of corpses behind him. Probably bounties to be cashed in or dead returned to their families. There was no headband visible on the man's person, and the village he allegedly represented was a ruin. Tournaments always caused Ronin and bounty hunters looking for a place to crash and perhaps a town to serve to appear like wildfire.

"Promising you are going to behave will be a good start to let you in." The one-eyed warrior said—Vaenar Hoshimura into his own ornate and black, gold armor, with one hand on his sword. Hair of beaten gold hanged loose past the shoulders—the cloak of green silk dancing in the wind like a living thing behind him. 

Vaenar’s left side was comely, with sharp cheekbones and a violet eye beneath a light brow. The area near the right eye was a ruin with nothing but scarred tissue and blue sapphire in place of a missing eyeball.

He knew all the shinobi in Hoshi’s bingo book by memory, but he did take another look to be sure. The traveler was not in there. "You identification paper is no good. Fill in all your information here, starting with your full name, “ Vaenar said and handed him an empty form to fill upon a wooden tablet. The rest of the information required was the village of origin, the purpose of the visit, and any active bounties.

“You'll receive a temporary identification badge. Have it visible at all times, and don't cause trouble. Since you don't seem to be representing any active village, it's unlikely you'll be able to join in these Chuunin Exams. It would be too late for that regardless, as they have already started. However, there is plenty of other work to be done in Hoshi if you have the courage for it."

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A knight? No...His eyes scanned the male for a moment as he came off of his horse and moved to take the tablet and write upon it," One does not make a promise that cannot be kept in times of duress..but i will make my best attempt to do so...Hmm a lot has changed in these lands since my last being here," he murmured the last bit more so to himself as he began to fill out the paperwork. Name? Rokuro Masamnune. Village of origin? Iwagakure. Purpose of visit? Recouperation. Visitation of an old friend. Active bounties? None. Shaking his head at the last question he would give the tablet back to the male as he looked around," They still host Chuunin Exams in this day and age? Nothing has truly changed for the village structure, but that is none of my concern anymore...," he paused in his thoughts for a moment as he looked the "knight" up and down for a moment," You must have been here for quite a while. Looking for someone by the name of Seto....Know him?," he would ask in a passive tone. Knowing that the man was here was...perplexing, but he had no reason to judge his place of residency.

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The man gave him a response; suppose it would suffice for now. It’s not like he didn’t have the right way of it. The reason for his entrance was to visit a friend; Vaenar wondered who that friend could be. A bounty Hunter, an old iwa shinobi, some gay lover.

To his surprise, it was “Seto fucking Yomiyama?” Vaenar shrugged. “ I know of him. He used to be a Knight, a horrible one, mind you, that didn’t win a single joust in all of Haven tourneys. Fighting his way to the bottom of his wine cup was the only victory he ever tasted.”

Everyone in Hoshi knew that Seto had earned his knighthood from his father, who had a position in the Royal council Haven as master of Laws.

“If you are looking for old Seto, you’ll be disappointed, he was kidnapped a year ago by outlaws, and they sent us back a somber stranger in his place.”

Vaenar’s face darkened with the thought. Being a useless drunk was better than how he is now. Now Seto preached nonsense that all goodness and wonder flowed from his god. Gave his possessions away to beggars on the streets and fasted for days, nearly killing himself.

“The man one day walked back barefooted, through the scorching desert of Haven, to show repentance for his sins, if you hear him tell it. You’ll find him in the Water Gardens. Apparently, he has taken up a disciple under his wing. Gods save them both.”

"Yes. Seto fucking Yomiyama.|"

It would seem this one had an unpopular opinion over his student which wasn't surprising. Rokuro knew of his past and knew that he was a problem but no longer was that the case. He had purpose and a drive now. As he continued with his own personal experiences with Seto, the elder monk shrugged and clicked his tongue for his horse to come over to him," What Seto was then has no bearing on the man he is now...Its rather bold you claim he was kidnapped. He came to his senses and found himself in my care. Now he is someone with a clear purpose whether that serves him well on his second chance at life. But it seems we have a matter of opinion on how he is now. Thank you for the information. I shall go find him now, good night and may the night bless you," and with that he would begin to move into the village if allowed.

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To the one-eyed warrior’s surprise,  this bounty hunter was not looking for the Seto reminisced in the alehouses and inns of Haven country, from how far away he extinguishes the fire of a brazier with his urine. But the unhappy somber borderline lunatic he currently was. 

“So it is because of you, he found religion?” Vaenar laughed. “When he preached about the monk who found him burned on the river and saved his life, you were not quite what I pictured.” In truth, Vaenar had assumed they might have been bald, wearing robs and playing with beads type. But live and learn, the dragonlord supposed. 

"Your friend will be delighted to see you, I warrant." He assured him. On Vaenar’s command, his men pushed open the great oaken door twenty feet tall and banded with bronze to let Rokuro Masamune in.

Undoubtedly, Seto yielded more respect now than he ever did in his time as a knight. Half the shinobi in the village were scared to say his name. The talks of sorcery and visions in his dreams that came true. That one time, a bandit was said to have died abruptly after insulting Seto. Some claim he used magic to burst his skull, while others state a bow killed him. Vaenar was a disbeliever, but it didn't matter; so long as he held a sword, no man could match him. 

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