Board Thread:Konoha General RP/@comment-28412345-20170822233356

During the journey to Kelton's hideout, Akui took it upon himself to write more in his uncles journal. Kelton had taken notice of the lad's writing and had already asked him before why did he do so. The answer he got was that it was his way of honoring his uncle for taking care of him at risk of his own life. Kelton also heard the rest of the story of how he came yo die which was made him shake his head slowly when he heard the answer. "Akui, you have taken this path of your own free will. To regret what you have done in the past is to regret everything that has happened to you and made you who you are. If that is hard to swallow then perhaps you should go back to konoha and confess. Hopefully they will take you back." Although his words were true, Akui still clinched to the hope that he would one day make kidime proud.

The sun was beginning to set and trees were starting to thin out when Kelton went off the dirt road into the woods. Soon the darkness of night was all around casting shadows on the ground and giving a rather eerie impression. It was hard to see but soon there was a light just up ahead. The flickering light became numerous as more and more became obvious until Akui could clearly see a small village. There was no walls but there were towers for spotters as well as hundreds of armed men. In the middle of the village was a giant Woodstock shaped to look like ball. Upon closer inspection, there was flowers ordained around the ball to shape the 5 great nations border. Suddenly it was lit and children and women began dancing around it while a song began to play in the background. Akui's eyes were widened with awe and inspiration and Kelton noticed it immediately which made him smile. "Welcome to the Hidden Blade village. Me and the men were formerly known as the kanabun gang, a bunch of skilled sword fighters with no lord...that was until my mentor tried to show these people that we could live without the laws of the 5 great nations. I remembered when this used to be just a dirty camp for us men but...after fighting with other gangs or pitting fights to see who has the best sword skill for money, my mentor thought it was time for some of us to settle down. Instead, we use what we learned to make a living by robbing people of importance, prostitution, and in my case, selling drugs." Akui was taking in all this information that Kelton was telling him but his eyes stayed glued to the scenery. It was nothing like konoha, for one everyone came together and interacted for the better of the village. However what was most noticeable was the atmosphere. Akui couldn't place it, but here he seemed that he could easily connect with the people here. Perhaps it was the sight of poverty changing into a functioning economy, something he picked up working and watching the in the tea house. "I think I am going to like it here." Akui looked up at Kelton and smiled who was grinning back at him. "Come let me introduce you to some friends." Kelton would pull the horse-drawn cart towards a small outdoor hut where a group of men and women were either working or working on getting drunk. A uproar of laughter of a few successful in that department caught Akui's eye. He turned to see a few men, one skinny with shoulder length dark brown hair and lots of scars among his bare arms. He wore a brown vest with baggy pants and geta clogs. Another was an older gentleman dressed in a rather large black cloak. He wore shades upon his heavily bearded face and his long black was neatly tied back in a samurai style. He grinned in their direction and waved both Akui and Kelton over. "Welcome back lads, Kelton we had just begun start bickering over who gets your share of the profits." "Oh yeah? Well you can keep your grubby hands off of my money. Anyhow I hope you asswipes saved me a drink." Kelton pushed himself between two men, one who was extremely large and a few inches taller than Kelton and another short and stocky. Kelton pushed the shorter man to make room for Akui. When he got closer, he noticed the short man was wearing a lot of armor and his hair was red as satin. His goatee matched his eyes as well and his build was quite muscular. His counter partner was also extremely muscular and held a goatee but the color matched his Afro, black. "Akui this is Budo, Shīsuresu, Mizetto, and Kyojin. " Akui laughed as the names seemed to match them all accurately. The stocky named Mizetto clasped his back hard on Akui's back knocking most of the wind out of him. " So Akui is it. You old enough to drink?" Before Akui could even refuse, not that he didn't drink before but because he didn't trust what was on thier breath, he had a cup shoved into his hands. All of them were watching him and Akui felt somewhat embarrassed but nevertheless began to drink the liquid. It hit his throats rather harsh but had a hickory sweet taste to it. He coughed a few times and the men loudly celebrated. "That boy is called whiskey." Proclaimed Mizetto as he clapped the boys back a few more times.

The rest of the night was spent drinking more and exchanging stories. From the stories that were shared, Akui sat quietly listening to the men and discerning who they were. It turned out that Budo, once a notable sensei before he was defeated, he was a local street fighter for money. Through this, he was able to retake his title but accidentally killed his oppenent in the process. He and his disciples were branded as murders and were on the run ever since. Since that was the case, he took it upon himself to use his skills and join up with the gang. His family also specialized in a certain silk garment made from spider webs. While he was also in charge of making clothing for the gang, he also made wire from the spider webs which made it almost stronger than steel. With his marital art prowess and his light-weight silk ropes, he could easily wrap his enemy or pull traps without fear of the rope snapping. Shīsuresu was a different case. For him, he and Kelton as well as thier master came from the land of Iron. Originally, he was a captain of a small squadron leading 20 men one of them being Kelton himself. Kelton wasn't born in the land of iron but he grew up with Shīsuresu and together they trained to become soldiers. However, one day both Shīsuresu and Kelton were in a brutal bloody. Battle which spelt certain death. Kelton tried to abandon the ranks and in doing so, left his back open to the enemy which was a number one rule against samurai code. Shīsuresu saw that his friend was in trouble and jumped in to defend him by also breaking the code. In doing so they both nearly died if it was not for the luck of reinforcements. Nevertheless, the were stripped of their ranks due to breaking the code, even for friends. Kelton, Shīsuresu along with their sensei and some others totaling 17, all left the land of iron in which they became mercenaries until they met the  Kanabun in a fight for money. They joined up when thier sensei saw the potential in the gang and quickly rose to be the leader for a short time. This paved the way for Shīsuresu to use his family recipes in making moonshine and whiskey into a business while Kelton simply became a drug dealer.

Both Kyojin and Mizetto were both performers who came from the land of earth. Their story was that they would pretend to fight then, using the Light weight rock technique, he picks up his friend and slams on the ground like he is nothing. While this was a scam, the brothers nearly got into the fight of their life when they came across the kanabun gang. The sensei of Kelton and Shīsuresu however saw an opportunity to not only allow them to join but a chance to get other nature styles inside the gang.

While Akui was listening, the drinks still kept coming and by now, Akui was well passed drunk. "So Akui, what's your story." Shīsuresu was curious as he noticed Akui hadn't said anything. Akui would look up with a silly looking smile and then begin to tell his own story. As he got into depth he started to realize it was rather sad. The only thing that was good about was some girl who took him and yet he betrayed her in seeking out his own fortune. At the end of his story, his hair hung over his eyes with his head low. The rest of the men would then look at Kelton who simply nodded his head then shrugged.

Before long, the group except Akui would turn to notice the crowd in a frenzy as another group arrived. Kelton would sneer before he slam his hand on the table. "So...Sagi is still alive." He muttered under his breath before he took a sip of his drink. He would then look at Akui noticing he was still looking kinda down. He would place a hand on his shoulder before speaking, hey Akui, you alright...," 