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Location: Destroyed Hidden Rain sector apartments: (Fugu: Big fish guy, Shokaku: Headset) At the heart of the battered Rain Village, Fugu slumped heavily onto a worn couch that groaned under his considerable weight. The fabric, patched and faded, struggled against his bulk, its wooden frame...

Crashing into the ground with the force of a tempest, dust and rock erupted around Yonrochi and Tokage as they appeared on the slope, their presence commanding the attention of the battlefield with the aid of what seemed to be a chameleon on the old mans back aiding them. Kakoa stood back, his...

The old man attempted to brush off the dust with an air of authority, his eyes narrowing as he took in the surroundings. "Bashar, was it? Hmph, a fine name indeed," Yonrochi muttered, his voice carrying the weight of experience and hidden agendas. With a practiced, graceful motion, he attempted...

With Dr. Lori’s words, Tokage swallowed his pride, crossing his arms and looking away, his expression dark with frustration. Yonrochi merely shook his head, his weariness evident, before reaching into his pocket and pulling out a scroll. With a swift flick of his wrist, he unfurled it on the...

Kakoa Assistant Advisor (IF and or WHEN the group is in range of the main gate of the rain district then this post is ACTIVATED) In front of the Rain's gate, the bolts and old gears began to turn, the sound of metal on metal echoing like the cries of a distressed bird. The screeching of...

A storm brewed... rain cried for the village. LOCATION: RAIN DISTRICT -- RAIN VILLAGE -- CONDITION: DESTROYED CATCH UP The recent attack on the village had left scars, both physical and emotional, Yonrochi the 1st Amekage defended the district taking massive damage to his chakra reserves and...

OPTIONAL READ: HIDDEN RAIN (STREETS) Morining: Color-Guide: Yonrochi (yellow) Tokage (Red) The clack of Yonrochi's sandals echoed slowly against the wooden path. Destruction had reared its head throughout the village, leaving a haunting stillness in its wake. "The rain..." Yonrochi spoke...

As the two figures stepped out into the rain from the grand doors of the mansion, Mugen and Tokage stood steadfast below the steps, loyal as ever. Yonrochi's lips curled into a smile before he discreetly gripped a kunai between his fingers, his chest tightening as his eyes widened. Like a bolt...

Under the dim light of the evening, Yonrochi stood up, brushing off the dust from his attire, a gentle smile playing on his lips as he faced Tenbo. There was an unspoken promise in the air, a prelude to a bond forged in the crucible of their ambitions. Yonrochi's eyes twinkled with the...

As the incantation took effect, illuminating the ground beneath the shadowy figure with an otherworldly glow, a rectangular barrier of azure energy snapped into existence, ensnaring him within its confines. It was as though the man had anticipated, even welcomed, the shinobi's attempt to bind...

In the dimly lit room, fragrant with the heady aroma of aged sake, Yonrochi's expression was a stormy blend of disdain and contemplation. His eyes, narrowed into slits, momentarily closed as he took a deliberate sip of the potent liquid. The atmosphere thickened, charged with an unspoken tension...

"Hmp, my... how disastrous these situations are..." a peculiar voice intoned, its owner hidden beneath the guise of an ordinary shinobi, yet carrying an air of enigma that was anything but. The soft patter of his sandals against the ground, a stark contrast to the chaos unfurling around him...

In the shadowed ambiance of the Hidden Rain Village, Yonrochi shared a moment of levity with his guest, his laughter echoing softly as his cheeks glowed a vibrant red, reminiscent of a ripe apple. "Ah, this is indeed a vintage sake. Your silver tongue serves more purposes than mere banter, I...

Yonrochi stood firm, his arms crossed defiantly. Battle-worn and weary, his body bore the evidence of recent strife—a testament to his unyielding spirit. The request from the young man before him had been granted; Yonrochi, ever the astute leader, sensed an underlying purpose. "He's buttering me...

The moment the phrase "Private audience" reached Tokage's ears, a chill raced through his veins. Torn between voicing his concerns and deferring to Yonrochi's judgment, Tokage wrestled with his escalating fear of Tenbo. Was it his place to speak out? Yet, compelled by a sense of duty, he found...

Chakra was felt rising at the words of "complete annihilation". Yonrochi's blood boiled as his brow burrowed, he bit his lip before speaking "You dare come here and speak those words to me?!" Yonrochi's finger pointed to the Uchiha fiercely "You forget how this village came to be... we were...

Yonrochi (Yellow dialogue), Tokage Hebi (red dialogue) eyes shot to the weapon as the man spoke of it. He closed his eyes trying not to frown as he took a hit of a pipe that was covered in his sleeve. "Strange of you to pick something up that does not belong to you...or your village... hmp"...

Yonrochi Tokage Hebi Yonrochi finished half the statue, it would hopefully be finished later...depending on our guest. Beside this was his home, if another attack would be displayed this...

A some time after the attack, Yonrochi stood in a dimly lit room, observing the bodies of the effected in the attack. He appeared deeply troubled as he looked over the bodies, reflecting on the battle of the past. Quietly, He then ordered the medical team present, "Make sure the rest are given...

Part 1: The Real Yonrochi's Actions Before the Explosion In the aftermath of a fierce aerial battle, Yonrochi watched with a mix of satisfaction and apprehension as his defeated enemy transformed into a luminous orb, ominously hovering in the sky. He merely smiled with beads of sweat racing...