Board Thread:Konoha Missions/@comment-26510601-20160420201150/@comment-26021384-20161201040429

Shinra smiled at Ranta, giving him a nod. "You bet." As he walked off to the market, he was met with someone who was borderline racist with that accent that could be called beyond fake. He just sighed and rubbed his head from the outside of his hood. "Oh okay, I guess I'll go spend my money elsewhere." He spoke all the words loudly so any of the other merchants would want to sell him anything.

"And here I was, looking for some good fish. I guess this fish just isn't good." He shrugged and turned to start looking for another cart to ask a vendor some questioned. At the next one he would introduce himself, "Hello there, I am from the Hidden Leaf, my team and I took the job to take care of your tiger problem.  I was looking to buy some fish or any meat that could lure it into a trap.  Do you know anyone who sells ginseng in the village?"

He would ask this to the new merchant, or the rude one from before if he were called back over. Why ginseng? It was a natural muscle relaxant, so it would make something that was bred to have almost nothing but muscle a bit easier to deal with as it found itself growing tired. Shinra wanted to prepare the meat with theginseng cooked into it, so that the tiger would get a sort of drug effect from it without harming it. And seeing how he lived on his own, he knew a little bit about cooking.