Warriors Way Weapons Shop

Ryo entered the Village minutes within leaving his peaceful pound into the hustle and bustle of the village. The streets were filled with people going about their chores and duties. All of them buying food and what not for their families and none had any idea of the presence he felt. He smiled at their innocence. Hoping off a roof he entered the crowd. A few eyes fell his way. He was know for his skill at such a young age and many thought he was already a Jonin. He didn't have to push or struggle past people because many got out of his way. Not that he would ever hurt them or even think about it, they just respected his skill and didn't know him.
Why should they trust him like that anyway? He hadn't had his chance to do anything for the village yet. "One day" he thought, "They will all know I am here for them." He arrived at the shop he desired, a small equipment shop with a small sign above the door reading, "Warriors Way Weapons". I t may be small but Ryo respected the hand made quality of the wares inside and it had some of the best merchandise in his opinion. He pushed open the door and the sound of a small bell alerted the owner of his presence. "Ello Ryo muh Boy!" the owner, a large man, with muscular arms, broad shoulders and weathered hands walked from behind a curtain separating the shop form his work area with a big smile and open arms, walked to Ryo and clasped his hand in a welcomed greeting. Ryo Smiled back speaking to the man. "I have a job for you Herisho, I need you to make me some special items. I only trust you hand in this. What do ya say?" The older man, Herisho, narrowed his eyes, "A challenge I hope. To many times do people just want simple weapons. You though, you bring me the challenge to test my ability. I accept! What shall I make you?" Ryo nodded, a smile on his face. It fit well and put people at ease. He leaned in close and told the man in a hushed tone what it was he desired. Pulling away he said aloud "I also need 5 smoke bombs and 5 more kunai, if you wouldn't mind?" The old man scratched his chin for a second. "It is difficult, what you ask....But not impossible. It will be done! Give me an hour!" With that the old man rushed into his back work room to begin his work. Ryo laughs quietly to himself and takes a seat against the right wall to wait for his request to be met.

Herisho came out an hour later, with black stains on his clothing and hands, he wiped sweat from his brow and approached Ryo. Ryo was about to drift off into sleep when he noticed the approach of the shop keeper, he rose to his feet and stretched his arms. "Not to difficult I hope." Ryo said with a smile. The shop keeper laughed, "I have never been asked to do this. It should do you well and work as you have asked. If not...well i'll be willing to make you anything you want for free granted you survive an encounter that would survive this." Herisho said this as he lifted a bag he held in his left hand, and held to out to Ryo. "All that you have requested is in there. The price is 200. I'm sure you'll use this all well." Ryo nodded and reached into his pocket and withdrew a bag that held his money. He counted out a few bills and put the bag back. "I'll hold you to that and thank you. No one else could have done better. He put the money in his right hand and took the bag into his own right. Then nodded in respect and left the store. He now had all he needed to deal with this presence. He felt the comfortable weight of his sword on his back, and if he needed anything else...well he'd just have to make due. he was as prepared as he could ever be. He leapt up to a roof and left for the village gates toward the unknown force that pulled him.
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