The Seki District. Of all the places in Kumo that the young Santaru found terrifying, perhaps this area was the most intimidating for she was all too aware of what this area was. It was out of her class. She was a Santaru, naturally, but it had been since time in memorial that her branch had produced an heir that could harness the power of the Storm, many never even passed the Academy. She was raised on the outskirts of the village and now she had been summoned to this district, to the manor of the Santaru by none other than Yoshi, the clan's leader. To say the young genin trembled with each step was an understatement. It was unclear to say if people truly looked upon her with such disdainful looks, her clothing clearly out of place among the elite whom resided here, but the small teenager felt unwelcome all the same as the journey continued to the building.
All of them looked important, imposing a feeling that the already small stature she bore was not only insignificant, but inconsequential to the life of Kumo, but she knew not of the politics of the village. What an ordinary ninja, perhaps even villager might declare common place knowledge might be a revelation to the youth, let alone darker secrets that a ninja born and raised within the village whom had talent as a ninja was becoming a rarity in these days, making one with a core blood trait incredibly valuable. Such knowledge, however, was kept a secret from Sayomi.
The brunette had cleaned up perhaps even more than she had in her entire life, almost never feeling good enough and both parents kept pressuring her to look her best, going out and purchasing new set of clothes for the occasion. If the invitation did not declare a set time, it could be possible the kunoichi would still be preparing, still feeling woefully unprepared to meet someone of such high importance. To her parents, to Sayomi herself, meeting the clan leader bore more significance than meeting the Raikage. The Feudal Lord himself.
The girl's hazel eyes just stood still, nearly as unwavering as a stone out of terror, almost afraid to even blink as she stood in front of the grandeur of the building where the head of the Santaru house resided. Perhaps Kouin, the man from before who had introduced himself as Santaru, lived here as well? It certainly wouldn't be nearly so as intimidating if someone was already there. The teen summoned up all courage she possessed and began to approach, opening a gate trying not to make a sound and closing it with just as much care before continuing onward, crossing the massive entryway as silently as possible to reach what was hoped to be the correct entrance.
Was she supposed to knock on the door? Did important people of affluence tolerate such behavior? Contemplating the situation for moments, the kunoichi saw no other option and knocked, waiting a few minutes more before announcing herself in a rather broken tone that quaked with fear.
"H-Hello? My...My name is Sayomi...Sa-Santaru Sayomi. I was r-requested to come here by...by S-Santaru Yoshi-sama?"
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All of them looked important, imposing a feeling that the already small stature she bore was not only insignificant, but inconsequential to the life of Kumo, but she knew not of the politics of the village. What an ordinary ninja, perhaps even villager might declare common place knowledge might be a revelation to the youth, let alone darker secrets that a ninja born and raised within the village whom had talent as a ninja was becoming a rarity in these days, making one with a core blood trait incredibly valuable. Such knowledge, however, was kept a secret from Sayomi.
The brunette had cleaned up perhaps even more than she had in her entire life, almost never feeling good enough and both parents kept pressuring her to look her best, going out and purchasing new set of clothes for the occasion. If the invitation did not declare a set time, it could be possible the kunoichi would still be preparing, still feeling woefully unprepared to meet someone of such high importance. To her parents, to Sayomi herself, meeting the clan leader bore more significance than meeting the Raikage. The Feudal Lord himself.
The girl's hazel eyes just stood still, nearly as unwavering as a stone out of terror, almost afraid to even blink as she stood in front of the grandeur of the building where the head of the Santaru house resided. Perhaps Kouin, the man from before who had introduced himself as Santaru, lived here as well? It certainly wouldn't be nearly so as intimidating if someone was already there. The teen summoned up all courage she possessed and began to approach, opening a gate trying not to make a sound and closing it with just as much care before continuing onward, crossing the massive entryway as silently as possible to reach what was hoped to be the correct entrance.
Was she supposed to knock on the door? Did important people of affluence tolerate such behavior? Contemplating the situation for moments, the kunoichi saw no other option and knocked, waiting a few minutes more before announcing herself in a rather broken tone that quaked with fear.
"H-Hello? My...My name is Sayomi...Sa-Santaru Sayomi. I was r-requested to come here by...by S-Santaru Yoshi-sama?"
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Once Sayomi would stand on the mats, the servant would say "Please follow along. He awaits you" And the began to walk steadily, stop at one symboled door, slide it open with precision and speed, to reveal a large and empty room on the opposite end you'd see shadows of servants throwing and packing things away swiftly and silently, then quickly move away further into other rooms. In the side Sayomi would see open doors out towards a beautiful garden with trimmed trees, small lakes, bridges and handcrafted sculptures of wood, stone and marble in different forms, at the bottom of each sculpture and shape you'd see the small insignia of the Santaru symbol, indicating the original owners of the piece of art.