Ninpocho Chronicles

Ninpocho Chronicles is a fantasy-ish setting storyline, set in an alternate universe World of Ninjas, where the Naruto and Boruto series take place. This means that none of the canon characters exists, or existed here.

Each ninja starts from the bottom and start their training as an Academy Student. From there they develop abilities akin to that of demigods as they grow in age and experience.

Along the way they gain new friends (or enemies), take on jobs and complete contracts and missions for their respective villages where their training and skill will be tested to their limits.

The sky is the limit as the blank page you see before you can be filled with countless of adventures with your character in the game.

This is Ninpocho Chronicles.

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Sunaku Harupia

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Harupia let out a soft sigh as he went down the lift into the depths hiding the current village of Suna. It was refreshing to get out of the village for a while...and he managed to get some nice deal's in the Heaven...he simply hoped there wouldn’t be too much trouble with entry. He did have the temporary pass, but you never know is someone won’t try and cause some problems. Still, as he approached the entrance, he hoped it would go on quick.
 

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Once again Elfin was stationed at the Maw for duty. Keeping herself sheltered from the harsh winds outside she stayed within the gaping mouth of Barynx for protection. She didn't think her ANBU mask would protect her very much from the diamond sands. Not long after her shift began a somewhat familiar face approached the Maw. As he approached Elfin stopped him as he drew close enough. " Passport please. And state your business outside of the village. " It was a simple procedure but formalities needed to be followed.
 

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Ahh, an ANBU this time around. Always a bit more unsetling then a regular shinobi on guard duty. You never knew who hid behind the mask after all. Still, he felt rather confident. Giving the guard a quick bow he said "Of course...this is a temporary pass, given to me by a shinobi named Seamon" he said, passing the guard the slip of paper given to him on his exit. He contiuned "I travled to the Soon's Heaven for a bit of shoping. That went preaty well, I might add" he said with a wide smile, hoping his warm disposition would bright the guards day a bit.
 

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Elfin took the temporary passport from him, flipping through the pages, and glancing at the information before her. The name Saemon sounded correct and his terms for leaving were sound as well. All in all everything looked to be in order. After looking through the passport Elfin handed it back to him. ' Everything looks to be in order. I'll radio in that you have return and that your passport is no longer valid. Welcome home. " And with that Elfin would resume her duties.
 

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He waited patiently as the ANBU watched through the paper, and then smiled brightly as he heard he was let through. With another bow he simply said "Thank you. Have a good rest of the day" before heading back on his way home. There was a lot of work to be done after all. The village wouldnt rebuild itself.

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It didn't take long to radio in to communications about Sunaku Harupia. From there they would take care of canceling his passport. It was a simple procedure and there was no need to prolong the task when Elfin did know Harupia, well maybe not in person, but knew of him within the village. All that mattered was getting the paper work right.

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