Board Thread:Konoha Logs/@comment-30269418-20161227185259/@comment-25687356-20161227194940

Listen & Read (Loop Recommended)


 * KF|- It was an illustrious day in Konoha, the sun hung high over the sky and there was barely any cloud in sight. Blue sky as far as the eyes could see, this accompanying the royal blue hair that Keldran Fuma was known for, currently he was inside the main building of the compound working on his blade Murayoshi. Sharpening it on his monstrous whetstone, he had actual free time for the first time in ages today so he decided to take care of his lover.

Outside of the compound the two guards wore the Fuma insignia on their helmets on the back of their breastplates as well. They were both heavily armored with black steel, plate body fixtures, but instead of long swords they carried short Gladius like swords instead. When a grouping of people trudged up to the gates where the two guards were standing watch, the little female bowed and the rest didn’t which was a red flag but they continued to watch throughout the small exchange. Each guard taking in the mannerisms and the differences in body language from each of the members.

When they finally stated their business, the guards looked to one another and made the ox hand seal in conjunction and both turned back to the grouping and the one on the right of the gate spoke. “We know who you are and we hope that you come baring good business propositions and faith to our three-lord’s home. But, before you set a single foot into this compound. Remove all weapons and materials and drop them into a pile off to the side. Keldran can see If you have them and if he spots one. Unlike us he will not have mercy.” The guards would stop speaking and allow the members to remove anything that could be discerned as a weapon off their bodies. Once five minutes passed the guards would clang their swords against the wall behind them twice. This would give signal to the gatekeeper and he pulled the level which pulled open the large black steel gate, Revealing the large and illustrious Fuma Compound.

From the outside, it looked like a fortress more so than a compound, many gardens off to the side with ponds filled with animals and life. But straight down the middle was a winding bridge that lead to a direct middle point were a table with six chairs and a single wooden table sat.

The guards from the outside would swing their arms to the opening, gesturing them to enter the compound. When the party moved inwards the guards would speak from behind them, “Go to those chairs and that table and await his audience. Good luck.” Eventually after a new few seconds the same tapping of the swords would ring into the air and the gates would close behind them. Along the tall walls of the compound could be seen many guards walking and patrolling along it but none on the ground level where the family would be walking.

Inside the main building, he had just finished sharpening Murayoshi and he went to look out towards the window of the main building and notice a large group pairing of people walking towards the middle point where he normally held his meetings. He smirked and spoke to himself, “Let’s hope this one bares fruit, shall we?”

Keldran exited the main building and at this point the Setsuna family should all be seated, from a distance they could see him walking towards them from the opposing winding bridge. His large and famed sword on his back and he wore fairly casual clothing. [See his page for appearance] If any had Dojutsu or sensing they could feel the massive chakra pool and if they looked for too long a silhouette of a red dragon would greet the nosy lubber. But as he strutted slowly and walked towards them, they had time to speak and screw their heads on straight before approaching the man himself. Keldran Fuma the last true-born of the Fuma clan. - |KF|