Ha gives a small whistle and watches a blade of wind cut the grass around him in a circle. It spreads out, forming a perimeter of a hundred feet before fading away and the rustling of leaves nearby being the only proof it ever existed. He turns around to survey the work, giving a slight nod before pulling his sheathe and blade free of his belt and sitting cross legged on the ground to wait.
Today he was in a rather less flashy garb than normal. Dark greens surrounded him, a traditional robe over matching pants and boots. The sword, however, remained the same. He would die before he let it go far from hand. He’d put out a notice for a more advanced class today. His last had been the barest of basics on genjutsu. This one would focus more on individual jutsu, as well as on the best defenses against them. He hoped to have a full class.
Today he was in a rather less flashy garb than normal. Dark greens surrounded him, a traditional robe over matching pants and boots. The sword, however, remained the same. He would die before he let it go far from hand. He’d put out a notice for a more advanced class today. His last had been the barest of basics on genjutsu. This one would focus more on individual jutsu, as well as on the best defenses against them. He hoped to have a full class.