Blitskrig [Q][Jun]

[Naitome]

It is called Ysotloth. A convergence of earth spitting fire beneath a surface that strides the same land acting as its frost covered shell. It is a living mountain. Thousands of meters in size, walking the rock plains of Kaminari No Kuni, its steps crush miles of countryside to leave a web of pockmarked road over fields where lesser land masses boil up like great stone blisters covered in grass. It is blind and ravenous. When it breathes, the surrounding trees buckle in a collapsed vacuum of sky and it spouts heavy clouds of ash that conceal the sun.

It is not searching for you. It moves only by instinct and attacks nothing; it has evolved beyond that. It's few individual thoughts are difficult to know.

You arrived near a valley plagued by gray mist. There is little to distract you from the dancing earthquake sounds vibrating impatiently through the dirt.

Whatever you seek, search for it now, even if only to satisfy the nervous compulsion of necessary fear.

Stay alive.

Ysotloth approaches.

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Quest - Tolstoy [Summons]
Proceed.

[Jun]

Enter.

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Trepidation.

Butterflies, goosebumps, jitters, I had them all. Something big was coming, that much was certain. Beyond that even, I imagined whatever was capable of disturbing mother earth had to be titanic. The ground beneath my feet convulsed - out yonder I could hear dispiriting rumbles echo off of Kaminari's grand mountains. I myself stood within a valley blanketed in an ashen fog, yet how I'd come to be there was beyond me. It felt as if the entire situation was something straight out of a lucid dream. As I pinched my forearm however, my mind came to terms with the reality of which I was challenged to brave. The Land of Thunder. I was home, standing stalwart in a ghost-like pasture. The deep, 'X' shaped wound at my breast was proof enough that this strange place was where I had come into existence and though amnesia had gotten the best of me, I knew there was some reason for being there. Could it be that my brother, Masanori, was roaming these fields? No matter what I had to find him - so it was with that particular motive that a pair of long, alluring legs made lengthy strides across the trembling countryside. Through drizzled grass I'd move forward with haste, searching, yearning.

I was alone. More than anything I desired an everlasting friend.








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[Naitome]

Decisions.
Figures are moving through the fog. You can only see shadows now, but what intrigues you more are the gruff sounds of metal scraping against metal, link chain being dragged along dried ground, rough human voices overlapping in alarm or shushing each other into panicked silence, only twenty meters away. The tremors that rock the earth are even closer now.

There are two distinct sounds which might catch your attention.


The first, is the great sighing reverberation of unnaturally heated steam that does not become true language, but a roar that echoes out across the plains as fifty meters behind you, a single massive stone pincer descends from the sky and stabs a house sized wound into the earth.


The second, is the sound of barking, replaced near immediately after with a high pitched whine of pain, which comes from the shadow concealing mist.

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Proceed.

[Jun]

In the midst of my wandering I'd be met with obscure entities approaching from beyond the haze. Their forms remained fluctuating, but despite that they were assumed to be humanoid. It was my ears, rather than my eyes that were flooded with vivid sensory however. Alas, they tuned in to multiple sounds - namely hushed voices and a hint of rattling chains? Prisoners? That all occurred ahead of me; from above I listened in on things more odd. The rush of escaping steam accompanied by a deafening bellow transpired from somewhere outside of my field of vision. Soon after, another attack on the soil sent me staggering to my knees. What, was I under siege of some sort of giant? While stumbling to regain lost footing I'd overhear the only accent familiar above all others. A dog. It barked, then delivered an acute cry; made out of being mistreated most likely. I found having lowered visibility to be slightly annoying - a lone seal and brief closing of the eyelids would solve that problem though. An adept sensor I was, and through use of my 6th sense I'd hope to gain insight on what was going on before simply rushing in so carelessly. To conserve chakra, my scanning only covered as far as the immediate 20 meters around me. Once I knew what was awaiting me and whether it was a serious threat or not, I'd become an animal myself and run headlong into where the poor pooch was being handled.

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Kagura Shingan (Kagura Mind's Eye)
Rank: D, C, B, A, S
Type: Supplementary.
Range: 0 - 50 meters
Handseals: One.
Chakra: D - Low, C - Low, B - Mid, A - x2 Mid, S - x2 Mid.
Special: Each rank determines the range at which they can detect chakra, whether it comes from a person, animal or even an object. By closing their eyes and forming a simple seal, the world of chakra around the user becomes unveiled. Upon learing the s-ranked version, the user will no longer have to close their eyes nor form handseals to activate.
D: 10 meters.
C: 20 meters.
B: 30 meters.
A: 40 meters.
S: 50 meters.

Description: Kagura Shingan is an advanced Sensory Ninjutsu technique used by all sensors, and serves as the root to the entire sensory tree. After performing the necessary handseal, the sensor closes their eyes and uses their innate ability to detect chakra in order to determine the location of their opponent by the faintest of chakra trails, as well as discerning the size of an approaching unseen force, and even their chakra capacity.
Domain: Sensors.

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[Naitome]

Senses.
Your sensory abilities would reveal that 20 meters away from, stood a massive amount of chakra; no other details could be gleaned because the amount dwarfed out everything around whatever emitted it. You'd be hard pressed to know whether there was 1 enemy or 50, the only impression you would get is that something of abnormal strength was directly within the fog.

If you rush into it, you will find yourself surrounded by an intense sensation of cold, accompanied only by voices which seem to echo off into every direction imaginable, and will soon find it quite difficult to move at all.


If you stay where you are, you will find that the quaking has increased, and the creature behind you will have advanced 40 meters closer with a single massive step.

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Proceed.

[Jun]

Nothing.

Well, not much besides a profound chakra imprint radiating from within the unknown, anyways. I'd had enough of the mist, my minds radar couldn't even gain a clear picture of what was going on in the surrounding vicinity. For all I knew there could have been an entire army waiting for me. Yet, for better or worse an arm laced with Fuuton energies would react with a smooth arc of the arm to the side - in its follow up I, without use of seals, provoked the currents themselves to do my bidding. They swept relentlessly across the endless meadow and whisked away a drab shroud; whether or not I was in over my head was soon to be brought to light.

"And now..."

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Whatever I came to face was right in the open now. The chakra capacity I'd felt had burned too brightly for them to be innocent. Friend or foe, a pair of gloved fingers made their dance in only two seconds. Assuming they were an enemy I'd be the first to strike, otherwise it'd be a simple matter to just call the Ninjutsu off altogether. In any case my selected offense became ranton - this kunoichi's bread and butter. Four lasers spawned from a glimmering halo at my palms. Like shooting stars they burst across the field, toward where a group of foes were likely to be caught off guard by the shifting winds. The speed at which they'd rip through their victims was something like pronto; only by my grace would they be spared a swift assassination if I so decided to bend the beams away from them at the last second. A flashy entrance? Sure, but if I was to make a comeback after being interrogated in Miyako 7 this was the way to do it.

A blue streak.

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-Ranton Mastery:
x Tier 1 [Rainy days]
x Tier 2 [Eye of the Storm]

-Chakra usage:
x 2 lows; 1 mid

Kiroku Gaijuu (Blasting Wind Domain)
Rank: D, C, B, A, S
Type: Supplementary / Fuuton Ninjutsu
Range: 0 - 50 meters
Handseals: No
Chakra: Mid
Special: Allows the user the ability to create, control and move Fuuton (Wind) chakra of their own for multiple purposes, as well as control that produced by nature. Highest rank known determines the strength of the winds, the distance at which one can control them, and finally, the speed at which the user can displace them.
D: 10 meter range / 3 meter per second
C: 20 ms / 6 mps
B: 30 ms / 9 mps
A: 40 ms / 12 mps
S: 50 ms / 15 mps

Description: Though powerful, Fuuton can become uncontrollable even in the hands of the experienced, forcing its users to focus first on controlling their power in small areas, and then, over time, expanding. As one's experience with the wind release and its control grows, so does the range at which they can become deadly with it.
Domain: Fuuton.


Reizaa Saakasu (Laser Circus - Diligent Crushing Chain Torment Element)
Rank: D, C, B, A, S
Type: Offensive / Ranton Kekkei Touta
Range: See special!
Handseals: Yes
Chakra: D - Low, C - Mid, B - High, A - High x2, S - High x3
Special: Distance at which lasers travel depends on the user's highest 'Ranton Ryuuken' rank. Lasers are as thick as the diameter of a baseball, and travel/are as long as their 'Ranton Ryuuken' range. Highest rank known determines the amount of lasers shot out, as well as how severe of a turn they can take while in midair. In order to ensure a strike, the user's target must remain within their general visible eyesight at all times, as well as within 'Ryuuken' range at all times.

D: 2 lasers / 30 degree turn
C: 4 lasers / 60 degrees
B: 6 lasers / 90 degrees
A: 8 lasers / 120 degrees
S: 10 lasers / 150 degrees

Description: Upon refining their chakra molding skills, the Ranton user is able to send out electrical bursts of light which can bend towards their opponent and deliver an explosive charge. First a halo of bright energy spreads around the user's hands as this technique is activated, which quick prompts bright beams to be shot out towards the enemy. Best of all, the user is able to alter the beam's direction after being shot, making it possible to strike multiple enemies with pinpoint accuracy, even bypassing hostages held in close proximity. The user can increase the number of beams to a great amount to pin down an enemy.
Domain: Ranton. Ranton Ryuuken.

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[Naitome]

The Agony.
The fog recedes.

What you see, is horrifying, even for one who has experienced the travesty of war.

There are...great chained collars of rusted metal, at least 30 in total number, strapped around what are largely only the corpses of dogs. Only a few still live, and they are malnourished and afraid, whining as a group of six men fumble with the iron restraints, disconnecting the collars of the living from the dead. Between the poor creatures, there is enough blood to stain not only their matted fur, but the ground below with a dark dried crust. The dispersal of the fog causes the assembled men to look up at you, but their oddly shaped heavy armor shrugs off the worst of your Ranton attack as if nothing had happened at all. Dealing with lightning and storms is nothing new for them, natives of the land and charged with the task of...

..well...

...that's for you to find out.

Kill her. You heard the boss. No witnesses.

Five of the men stand, while the one giving the orders continues trying to re-fit the collars to the remaining dogs. They begin a slow and patient movement towards you, withdrawing simple short blades, their eyes never leaving your frame.

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Proceed.

[Jun]

I was faced with an appalling scene thereafter; in truth I'd wished I hadn't lifted the veil, but circling back was unfortunately out of the question. The deceased composed the meadow, primarily sickly dogs, yet there was also a coalition of armed mercenaries left to brush off my ranton as if they were mere shuriken. They were at the helm of the chains, and as a total of five advanced toward me with killing intent I plotted my next move. In a stroke of luck I recalled a particular technique ideal for situations such as the one I found myself in. Ten fingers weaved their spell - seven blades of wind were birthed from enticing lips, and in turn sped toward their individual targets. One per enemy, a non-lethal blow aimed for the stragglers right arm, and the last one for whoever was unlucky enough to be struck twice.

That all occurred in three seconds. Shinku Renpa was among the deadliest of my Fuuton - inevitably they'd see my prowess in that nature. Not to mention that their speed was no where near up to par; I figured I had it in the bag. If indeed they were cut down I'd make an alert trip in the direction of their fallen frames. Trembles continued to rock the terrain, but in spite of that I hoped to catch up to the lone man left alive by my fatal Ninjutsu. A brief questioning may have been on the horizon, though until then...

I'd retrieve one of their abandoned weapons and make it my own. It was a kodachi, in good shape, and I even managed to find the matching sheath. Well, assuming they were all dead anyways. If so the clean edge would be kept in a dominant right hand as my eyes ran across the sky. Where was the source? That was the biggest question; whatever was affecting the land to that degree had to be in plain sight. Right? Besides that I reminded myself that I wasn't invincible - I needed to keep tabs on my chakra if I was to survive. No doubt my ego was already starting to push it. It was time to lie low.

Another startling quake.

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-chakra usage:
x 2 lows; 1 mid; 1 high

Shinkū Renpa (Vacuum Blast Barrage) [x2]
Rank: B
Type: Offensive / Fuuton Ninjutsu
Range: See special!
Handseals: Yes
Chakra: High
Special: Five Seven blades of wind able to be unleashed at once in one breath, plus one each time when retrained.
Description: The user takes a deep breath and exhales several large blades of wind at different angles, by rapidly moving their head in various directions. Each blade of wind is released in the one breath exhaled; moving at the speed of thrice a kunai. The blades of wind are five meters in total width and length, and are sharp enough to cut through limbs, boulders, or trees. Can cut right through jutsu of equal rank.
Domain: Fūton

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[Naitome]

The Folly Of Man.
And the first of what could be final mistakes, could spell your demise.

The instant your fingers moved together to weave their seals, four of the five men would react in a blur of movement, their feet carrying them forward to arrive in a well practiced formation, two to either side, two behind you, their blades swerving through the air to cut through the flesh of your body, timed to land their strikes just as you drew in the deep breath necessary to complete your technique. They moved as if unencumbered by the weight of their armor, blades poised to cut just below your chest, the center of your stomach, and through the toned flesh below each side of your hips. The angle of their simultaneous swinging attacks would ensure that any direction you moved, would only cause your soft flesh to intercept their blades that much faster.


The guard who had not moved would leap high into the air, and as your technique had been aimed to intercept his sword arm, he would clear the angle of your presumed assault effortlessly should you somehow continue with it, launching his sword, blade first, towards your heart. The ten meters it would need to fly to reach you would be covered relatively quickly, though the appearance and attacks of the other four would make adjusting your aim to strike his moving form a fatal mistake. If you'd attempt to deal with your four immediate attackers, whose movements cut off your own ability to escape as surely as they would cut you down, you'd simply be struck through the center of your body with the thrown blade of the leaping guard.


In the distance, the sounds of Ysotloth edge ever closer. It is almost upon you all.

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Proceed.

[Naitome]

Request For This to Be Graded and Archived.