welcome [beast master event]

[Mad-Rock]

So he sent out to become a new Beast Master for the Hidden Mist. And to this he accepted, as it would only give him more experience for his future goals and the like. Sliding a gloved hand through his hair he gave it a messy look before pausing to look about. He had been given just a vague idea of where to go, an area within the Water Country where the largest of animals in the country grew.

Rolling his shoulders he began checking his gear as he walked on. Making sure his tools, accessories, weapons, and the like were all ready for use. And with them all being checked his trek continued still. Blinking slightly he glanced about as he began making his way up a mountain side, even if just slightly.

"Should be running into one of those beasts pretty soon I'd say...never actually ran into one though...I wonder how large they actually get. Hmmm, legend says they dwarf the average shinobi in size."

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Glancing up to the still setting sun he slid his hand through his hair once more and chose to lick his lips before biting down on his lower lip slightly with his shark like teeth. Where were they? Hmmm.
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[♠Solo♠]

Game Master

The creatures of the land had survived and lived upon the planet well before human ever did. Before human could even build fire, animals had created civilizations, implemented hunting into their daily lives, developed homes and survival tactics for any harsh weathers that came before them. The creatures, though silent about the reign of human kind over the land, were all but helpless and unable to defend themselves had some foolish man decided to come about with nerve enough to believe they could be tamed. Perhaps normal man had no idea how to accomplish such a task, but a shinobi was full of potential.

However before one could even begin the process of taming a beast, they had to be found. Despite their size, they hid themselves well within the lands, as to not be found by the ones whom occasionally hunted them. Being a beast master required skills. It required man to tap into the primal section of the brain. To think like the very creature they hunt.

The area of the country at which the shinobi stood would be bare and empty for the time being. There were no clues to be found. He would have to travel further into the depths. The question to ask would be where would animals hide and consider homes.

His adventure began.

[Mad-Rock]

Growling under his breath as he continued walking up the mountain he kept his thoughts as positive as possible. They had to be somewhere on the mountain...or perhaps they were in it? Or perhaps they were WITHIN the mountain itself, choosing to dwell in the darkness offered by the caves. Scratching the back of his head now he growled once more, how shitty would it be if the one myth that they all lived in a city beneath the country's land was actually true.

Shaking his head he continued on, glancing about to take in the scenery as he reached a height on the mountain that was higher than any tree top in sight. Taking a short period of time to rest he sat down, his back against the slightly warm surface that was the rocky side of the mountain. Leaning his head back he closed his eyes and calmed his breathing.

"I'll take the birds of prey by their wings, bring them to the ground and confirm my mastery over them. I'll take the four legged beasts to their knees and show them who's their new master. And every other beast out there will fall in their own way to my will, this I promise."

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Within a few minutes he chose to continue, as such he continued along the spiraling path of the mountain before finding himself at it's peak. A long and wide area full of vegetation such as tall grass and trees went as far as the eyes could see. Now he just had to find those beasts. Pulling out one smoke bomb at a time he set them to go off on impact with the ground, and he'd throw them til he ran out, which wouldn't take long since he only had three. In doing this he hoped to bring out a beast or two due to the rising and spreading smoke.
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- three smoke bombs used

[♠Solo♠]

Game Master

The peak of the mountain may have held onto many secrets.Whether they would be the secrets the lone shinobi searched for would be a mystery to the world and himself, until the veil that masked it would reveal itself to him after he dug deep enough. As determined as he was to be the Hidden Mist's first beast master in a long while, it would not make the mission any easier on him.

His smoke bombs went off upon the peak of the mountain, fogging the area with a smoke thicker than the very mist that surrounded his home village. The smoke would surround the area and rise into the sky, mixing with the atmosphere and eventually, as time passed, fade to nothingness. All his bombs had managed to do was stir up some birds flocking around the mountains to swirl high over his head and head south.

At this point the mountain was now silent and still from the shinobi's minor disturbance. His attempt would fall upon silent ears. All but one.

"Whatchu doin, boy?" The frail, old voice flew from the other side of the peak. An old man, shrunken almost to the size of a small boy. It was mysterious that an old man was at the top of a mountain. His appearance would have told anyone else that he was physically incapable of making such a trek. How would the shinobi handle this situation? Without many clues, he would be doing nothing but wasting time.

[Mad-Rock]

And with time came disappointment, followed by spitting to his left as he growled and began walking through the tall grass. Though he'd find himself in a pause as a voice found it's way into his ears. Turning his attention slightly towards where it resonated from he mumbled under his breath slightly before speaking.

"Boy? Old man you have me confused with someone else so watch your tongue, or watch me pull it through your jugular and leave you with a fancy neck tie....heh"

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s his words left his mouth several questions began running through his mind, such as why was such a frail looking old man all the way up here and how had they made it up here? Shaking his head he began shrugging his shoulders as he glanced about again. Rolling his shoulders he growled slightly, all this work and no sign of massive animals yet, just some old man.
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[♠Solo♠]

Game Master

"Hoho," the old man chuckled at the vulgar words aimed at him. "You couldn't pull string out of head." The old man taunted the young shinobi, scratching upon his bald head after making the statement, pausing, only to realize how idiotic his taunt may have sounded. He hummed slightly before speaking up once more.

"What boy doing on mountain?" The old man's grammar was very broken. It was almost as though he were learning the language all over again. The silent mountain had caught wind of sound once more, as the chirping birds from before had flew past both the shinobi and the old adventurer.

[Mad-Rock]

The old man's falter in simple speaking caused Lycan to shake his head and begin walking away. Hands in his pockets he let the wind carry his words to the old one. "Lookin' for some beasts of labour, don't get in my way."

[/color] Entering the tree line he began looking about, the smoke was entirely gone by now, not even it's smell lingered in the air.

Taking in the dark scenery he attempted to find any sort of larger than life foot print or some markings on trees, even glancing into the tree tops to see if any larger than normal nests existed there. Taking his time he hoped to find something, anything, just some type of clue to tell him if he was on the right trail or not.

"This is more complicated then first thought, heh."[/color]
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[♠Solo♠]

Game Master

The words reached the old man's ears. An eyebrow, unwillingly, raised itself higher than it's natural state. A slight breath flew from his mouth, which would mix itself with the cool breezing winds that surrounded the two entities in the sky. He spoke out with mere curiosity in his voice.

"Beasts you say?," he chirped up, placing a hand upon his short beard, stroking the few clusters of hair he held left upon his head. "Hoho. Why you go lookin for dem? Not friendly things, ey? Me seen those creatures. Bigger than little ol me. Much bigger," he raised his right arm high above his head as to further implicate and put emphasis upon his words. Not that he expected the arrogant shinobi to gaze upon him. It was more for himself. "They rip you in shreds in instant."

The old man bent down to grab his staff from the dirt it rested upon. Using it to hobble along toward the man, he rushed swiftly, moving faster than any aged person ever seen. His distance swiftly closed, bringing him to stand in front of the man, walking backwards as the shinobi walked forward.

"You no thinking of taming things, are you? Not good idea. Many try. Many dead."

[Mad-Rock]

Cut off by the old man he grumbled. What was the old fuck thinking?! Listening to his make-shift speech he merely glanced towards the canopies above before shaking his head and growling before replying. "Old man these beasts exist to be wild, simply to become tamed by people like me. They can try to tear me to shreds, to pieces even, but they'll all end up the same, they'll be on MY leash."

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Walking around the old man in a half circle he continued on forward, he'd find these beasts and make them his beasts of burden. Tightening his hands into clenched fists he popped his knuckles as he glanced over his shoulder. If the old man decided to keep following him then things would not end well. No one was going to get in his way of becoming the Hidden Mist's first Beast Master in years.
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[Messatsu!]

!Lycan - 32 exp

Zero - 20 exp

[♠Solo♠]

Game Master

The wind picked up slightly as the shinobi spoke. He had an air about him that the elder could sense. Maybe he could do it or maybe he was a fool. Either way, he figured why not give him a chance. The old man continued to tail behind the shinobi, keeping a decent distance behind him. His three legs traveled along the stamp grass below their feet.

"If you want to tangle with those things, then be my guest. But you find non up here," he spoke up, hoping to catch the man's attention. He had information the shinobi wanted and if he was willing to listen then he would be a step further in the right direction to becoming a Beast Master. "Migrate every so often. The smaller, lesser creatures are ruled by the large. Small creatures travel unnoticed. They scout for area free of human. Find weak creature, find large one. Not as easy as sounds."