To be honest, I expected better of those who had been placed in charged of welcoming visitors and merchants through the gates of cloud. In reality, the interactions at the gates were really the most important impression a village could make on a stranger. When a person was to just visit, if their welcome was a rude one, it could possibly spoil their entire time. But if it was a pleasant one, then it is possible that their mood could be brightened and they could enjoy their time within the village.
Now, I wasn't the captain of the keeping people happy club. I was Captain of the Deathwatch. The head honcho. The guy in charge. Yes, it was a recent appointment. But by now, they had to at least know my name? No. My greeting at the gates was not up to par in my opinion. Even if they didn't know who I was; even if I was just a regular joe, that woman's approach to the situation was unacceptable and needed to be dealt with.
So there I sat, in a chair behind a desk that was far to large for my adolescent body. I had sent a genin with a message for her to meet me in my office to discuss what had happened. It was only a matter of time before she arrived, and I was wondering if she would even remember me. With the amount of people that came through the gates, I was willing to give her the benefit of the doubt.
On a side note, in the corner of the room, silently standing, was my advisor: Fuyuri Katsu (dNPC). A veteran of the death watch he was, and with many scars to prove it. Out of the people I had met on my first day with this job, he was the one who showed me the most respect, so I created a position for him. He would assist me in whatever way I needed, in exchange for a little more pay. So far it was working out nicely.
Nevertheless, this time was for this meeting...
[Requesting dNPC Ayaii Chigokai]
Now, I wasn't the captain of the keeping people happy club. I was Captain of the Deathwatch. The head honcho. The guy in charge. Yes, it was a recent appointment. But by now, they had to at least know my name? No. My greeting at the gates was not up to par in my opinion. Even if they didn't know who I was; even if I was just a regular joe, that woman's approach to the situation was unacceptable and needed to be dealt with.
So there I sat, in a chair behind a desk that was far to large for my adolescent body. I had sent a genin with a message for her to meet me in my office to discuss what had happened. It was only a matter of time before she arrived, and I was wondering if she would even remember me. With the amount of people that came through the gates, I was willing to give her the benefit of the doubt.
On a side note, in the corner of the room, silently standing, was my advisor: Fuyuri Katsu (dNPC). A veteran of the death watch he was, and with many scars to prove it. Out of the people I had met on my first day with this job, he was the one who showed me the most respect, so I created a position for him. He would assist me in whatever way I needed, in exchange for a little more pay. So far it was working out nicely.
Nevertheless, this time was for this meeting...
[Requesting dNPC Ayaii Chigokai]