geisterhexe [saburo]

[Kozakura Senju]

geisterhexe Under the luminous full moon, the Shūmatsu Valley lay still and silent, its dark secrets shrouded in the ethereal glow. It was a place of mystery and intrigue, where whispers of an enigmatic bandit named 'Yamamba' echoed through the air. A place where great battles were fought, and where an eerie calm overtook it by nightfall. A place where the tension before battle lingered almost always, cut away only when the countless fights it had seen took place. For an entire year, Kozakura had visited this place on the night of the full moon, each full moon, without fail. For a year, she had danced like a ghost, stealing from the towns surrounding the valley, leaving behind only the faintest traces of her presence. For a year, she had visited these towns garbed as others, and whispered her tale. The legend of Yamamba, the Witch of the Valley of End. Destined to haunt the valley and it's people until her prophesized end at the hand of a great shinobi. For a year, countless weak and fearful shinobi had appeared on these nights, seeking to confront the infamous spectre. Each encounter had proven disappointing, leaving her yearning for a true challenge. Tonight, as the moonlight filtered through the swaying leaves, Kozakura felt a tinge of excitement in the air. A chill ran down her spine, and something in the way the wind danced across her skin told her that tonight was the night her patience might finally be rewarded. In the heart of the valley, atop the stillness of the great lake she stood. Her pale silhouette was aglow beneath the moon, and she clad herself in a tattered cloak, with a hollow-eyed mask adorned with a symbol of the moon, her body almost transparent in her ghostly visage. She stood as a guardian of the valley, a shadow in the moonlight, waiting for her next challenger. Whoever it may be. Saburo Items: Katana, Kunai, Shinobi Armor, Substitution Log, Elite Shinobi Armor | Koza is using [Transformation Technique] to look like this. | Koza is using the [Water Walking Technique].

Ninjutsu: 5 Taijutsu: 2 Genjutsu: 1 Technique: 1 Toughness: 2 Speed: 2 Stamina: 2 CP: 17/17 HP: 560/560

MADE BY ★MEULK OF GS & THQ

[Saburo]

His travels were met with curiosity. No longer was he simply an odd man wandering across the land of fire, rather he had garnered the attention of many others, willing to share their stories, culture and daily lives whenever he stepped foot into their town. Some had even joined him, sharing their company with the Shinobi, sometimes for a few days, others for the long run. Misako was a young woman, barely an adult, who had lost her brothers in the war. She hoped to visit the place where they died in order to give them a proper burial and ease their way into the afterlife. Noboru was a young individual fleeing their past in order to rebuild their life anew. Both of them, currently traveling with Saburo, had stopped at a village near the Valley of the End.

They found a place to rest at an inn nearby where they exchanged with the locals. To their surprise, most people were on edge tonight, as the full moon would bring along the fabled Witch of the Valley. Though believed to be a folk tale at first, villagers were convinced she existed as proof of her misdeeds existed. With an open mind, Saburo listened to the tale and how many people tried facing the witch, only for them to fail. His curiosity piqued, the giant of the Land of Lightning had declared he would pay a visit to the witch. Misako and Noboru, far from being fighters, would remain at the inn. If he did not return from this trip, then they would go and find whatever remained of the man the next day. That is, if this legend turned out to be true.

Sure enough, the man made his way to the lake, carrying nothing but his being. Under the moonlight, he saw her, a masked figure guarding her domain. There was a charm to her, an eerie sight that was as mysterious as she was attractive. Though he knew better than to fall for tricks, he decided to meet the figure head-on, otherwise, there would be no closure to this story than the witness of a simple wanderer.

He approached, keeping a safe distance.

“I’ve heard of your tale. I came, though not in the hope of defeating you. Rather, I would like to know your story.”

If she had any to share, of course.

[Kozakura Senju]

geisterhexe At last, her challenger came to greet her in the dead of night. In her pale form, hollow eyes glanced the stranger up and then down, taking him in. He was a large, well-rounded man. Strong, clearly. Handsome, but a face that looks as though it had seen battle. She measured him, finding no equipment, no shinobi tools or weapons on his person that she could see; he was either very confident, very underprepared, or very good at concealing his tricks. She circled him slowly as he approached, and he spoke his words. "I am Yamamba. Witch of this Valley. I have struck down many men like you, seeking my story or seeking to carve their own. This is my curse, my duty I am bound to. Until I am defeated by the herald of my prophecy, I will continue to strike down heartless men who seek only the glory of my defeat, and the weaklings I suffer who seek to banish me away before my story's rightful end." Kozakura's voice drifted, and using tricks she'd observed among the Yamanaka and Kinata clans, she threw her voice some small way, to make it feel as if it came from just beyond her position. She had crafted this story meticulously. She hoped that this fight would be one to make all of this effort worth it. "What is it you seek, unarmed warrior?" Saburo Items: Katana, Kunai, Shinobi Armor, Substitution Log, Elite Shinobi Armor

Ninjutsu: 5 Taijutsu: 2 Genjutsu: 1 Technique: 1 Toughness: 2 Speed: 2 Stamina: 2 CP: 17/17 HP: 560/560

MADE BY ★MEULK OF GS & THQ