A few weeks after the Invasion of the Sound . . .
It was an odd title he had dawned, never did he see himself assuming the role of a Daimyo. At that he never saw himself leading anything other than the Legendary Seven Swordsmen, but even then that wasn't always his vision on the matter. Stepping out of the cottage he was resting in dressed in his typical gear, he stretched a bit and waved to some villagers. Of course they didn't wave back however. Being on of the invaders, his standing with the citizens of the Sound was either not moving or just decreasing as time continued to roll. And even if it was that his standing with the people wasn't moving, even that was already pretty low except for with a small few.
Sighing he was content with himself since he had at least tried to be friendly and he soon perked up for he surely wouldn't allow something that simply to ruin his day of scouting. What was he looking for? Not even he knew, maybe strong shinobi, interesting people, beautiful women, a peculiar feature in the land, maybe even a combination.
The sun was beaming gently as it was noonish and the smell of cooking food was in the air, was this the place Junpei could call home?
It was an odd title he had dawned, never did he see himself assuming the role of a Daimyo. At that he never saw himself leading anything other than the Legendary Seven Swordsmen, but even then that wasn't always his vision on the matter. Stepping out of the cottage he was resting in dressed in his typical gear, he stretched a bit and waved to some villagers. Of course they didn't wave back however. Being on of the invaders, his standing with the citizens of the Sound was either not moving or just decreasing as time continued to roll. And even if it was that his standing with the people wasn't moving, even that was already pretty low except for with a small few.
Sighing he was content with himself since he had at least tried to be friendly and he soon perked up for he surely wouldn't allow something that simply to ruin his day of scouting. What was he looking for? Not even he knew, maybe strong shinobi, interesting people, beautiful women, a peculiar feature in the land, maybe even a combination.
The sun was beaming gently as it was noonish and the smell of cooking food was in the air, was this the place Junpei could call home?