Board Thread:Important Logs/@comment-30362709-20170409225225/@comment-25687356-20170411003338

Listen & Read

|KF|- Keldran Fuma, the name had so many meanings yet only one or two to most people. If you had asked Keldran 6 years ago if he thought he’d made a village with essentially his own hands and all of the timeline of events would’ve went by, Keldran probably would’ve laughed in your face and then punched it in the same respect out of mentioning such dark things. Keldran didn’t have the heavy work load of a Hokage, but it was respectable. Enough to induce some level of stress, though he was heavily respected and seemingly loved by the people of his newly formed village. He had built enough houses and singular detached apartments to house around 10,000 people. But so far, he hadn’t even hit the 4000 mark, so he diverted a big housing unit to his Fuma smiths. Trying to once again ramp up production of his family’s business and expert crafts. 10 smiths could surely produce not only for the weaponry for the village but also for other merchants and villages if they requested as so. Today, Keldran decided to take a personal day.

 As he was walking around he got a lot of smile and waves. Keldran normally wore his lordly attire. A fancy robe that draped all the way to his ankles but hugged his body tight enough to show off his majestic physique. His blue hair waving in the wind as he walked around, his first destination as usual being the Masayoshi statue, the exact middle point of town was where it stood. Keldran would look at its beauty and kneel on one knee and motion forward to kiss it and rest his forehead against it. “Fuma Strong, Til the end.” Many villagers watched his rehash this same thing every day and it didn’t lose any of its effectiveness, normally driving many to tears or giving condolences. “Thank you.” Was normally the response because he didn’t know how to talk about his troubles to people.

 On his walk throughout the decided to walk past the training field, Keldran hadn’t been in action since his fighting with the seven swordsmen. As soon as he got there he heard the chatter of two familiar voices. So, weaving through the trees his immense chakra could begin to be felt by everyone in the area. Once close enough he offered a simple. “Yo.” To everyone there.

 For someone of lordly stature he sure didn’t feel the need to talk like it. - |KF|

